The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1890-09-13

Any Port In = Storm and Every Man For
Himself.

pour of rain. which seemed TO come al.
most out of clear sky last Sunday
afternoon. says the N. Y. Tribune.
caught an unusually large number OF
gayly dressed people In Prospect park.
Brooklyn. who had been beguiled into
setting forth without umbrellas OF
"waterproofs" by tho summer-like
mildness Of the day. The kiosks.
pagodas. summer-honscs, and boat
houses were soon jammcd full OF
sweltering crowds of moist and sorrow.
full humanity, whose only satisfac.
efforts of those for whom there was no
room 10 keep dry under the trees and
bushes.
One poor mother stability dressed
herself. had two little daughters. aged
about 10, dressed extravagantly In
plush and ostrich feathers. Her de-
spair was pitiful. She could find no
shelter for her chicks. But a bright
idea struck her. Dragging them be-
hind big bush she stripped of their
iinery like lightning and put the clothes
under her own gown. The little girls
stood revealed 10 white petticoats and
cotton waists, barc-armed and low
necked. but they did not finch from the
storm. Their clothes were safe under
mothers shabby gown. When the
floods ceased they put on their uu-
damaged iinery and strutted home.
drenchcd and miserable underneath.
but dry and clipper on the surface.
just across the road, outside the park
gate. in full view of where this was
happening. was a bar-room with
wide veranda. This was quickly
sheltering all it could hold so that
many felt 1t necessary to step inside
the store aud thus afford more room
for others. A dapper young fellow.
who was standing with a well-dressed
girl on the veranda, spying this flank
movement, and feeling exceedingly
thirsty, said TO her: Il think I will
Just step inside a moment. Miss B,
and see II l can not borrow an UNI
brella from the store-keeper here. II
you stand close by this pillar, l shall be
sure TO find you again. Excuse me-
and he was gone. The girl looked
pleased by this little attention.
A stout old German, close beside her.
winked his eye and remarked TO his
wife. loud enough for the girl to hear:
You stand right by this pillar
Gretchen, ondil i 60 in and ged two or
dree glass beer. excuse mep-and he
pushed into tho crowd. A look of
doubt passed over the girls face as two
or three people Uttered. She bit her
lip however, and was evidently think
ing great deal.
This reminds me of a big shower
a. A ~
said man whose new silk hat was
ruined. THE weather was bitter cold
and the rain partly froze as 1t fell. SO
that the icy slect cut like glass. |
knocked at the door of a lonely cabin
by tho waysidc, and woman's voice
within asked what wanted. Shelter
/ shouted. Go round behind, she an.
swered there's no room here.
pushed at the door and 1t yielded a
little, Just enough for me TO see that n
big COW prevented the door opening
any wider went around behind, aud
there In a little pigpon. without door
matched with straw, on the mud floor,
far below the surface OF the earth. l
found an old man huddled In some
straw, wet and cold.
II squeezed in beside him. paying no
attention TO his grumblings, and, after
/ had lighted my pipe. 10 the Infinite
danger OF setting our straw-bed on fire,
and had filled his for him from my
pouch began TO get warm and the old
fellow thawed out little How came
you In hereP | asked. My wife turned
me out he replied. What forp I
said. One wouldn't turn dog out on
IT. 1T. A.
the pigs. he said. After the storm was
over, the COW came out Of the cabin.
followed by tho pigs, dog some hens
and big woman. How they all got
into 1t was mystery TO me. You
seem to think more of your animals
than OF your husband, | said 90 her.
30 would you, she answered, III your
old man had been too sick TO earn a
penny in two years. and your animals
was all you had 10 live on"
A milkman drove slowly by In his
wagon. through the storm just as this
speaker finished his anecdote. Tho
covers Of the cans In the wagon were
all off and tho rain splashing in with
out hndrance. A good many jokes
were cracked nj the drivers expense.
ale reminds me-" said another man,
who was waiting for the sky to clear.
''of religious but slightly daft old
milkman, who only put money into the
collection plate ut church after q
rainy day. A close friend OF his asked
him one day the reason OF this. Il
never water my milk myself. he an
swered. but IL the Lord sends the rain
down into my cans why SHOULD stop
IL by clapping the covers onP know
exactly how many pints Of milk have
when start. and il find two or three
over ut the end OF the route on rainy