The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1890-10-15

| nugety.
They relaxed their grasp of each others
hands and sat down together, while the
| Others gave every attention
my father is dead" began the young
man.
"WhatP' said the sire at his side.
YES, my father, and the companion OF
| your younger days, is no more. He passcd
| away four years ago, and on his dying bed
he gave me the instructions | am now car
rylng out. It was the one wish of my IA
theirs latter life 20 be able 20 take the east
ern trip to Rochester to meet the other two
| members OF that party you have told Of
1t was on his mind a great deal.
When my father died ne was one Of the
most prominent men on the Pacific slope
He had figured in all the great political
events since 1860 and occupied many posi-
tons of public worth He was attracted
toward California by the great gold panic,
and had q very ventuFesome, yet not IN
pleasant, trip overland, for it was before
the railroad came.
He became early interested in the fish
| cries OF the northern coast, and during
visit to those grounds was taken captive
by rowing band of Indians and held for
| over year. He finally succeeded in max
ing his escape, but was in the mountains
for months; at last, and by the merest
chance, getting to the coast again, and so
on back to San Francisco. He became
cashier in bank, and while in this posi-
ton married the daughter Of the banks
president. 1t was not long after this be-
fore my father found himself president Of
the bank, which was the largest institution
of its kind on the Pacific coast
1T was then that my father began his
public career, and he continued TO rise in
worldly station until his death came. l
am now one Of the officers of the bank Of
which my father was for years president,
and have large and pressing interests to
oversee, yet have left all for time for
the sole purpose of following out the
wishes-I may almost say last wishes-of
my father relative to this trip to Rochester
and the hunting up Of the other two of
that original little party o: forty years ago.
/ have some mementoes with me that
father put aside for those he expected to
meet this year at Rochester, and now am
afraid that we will have to unite our pow
ers in an effort to find No. of the original
party"
Just then violent stamping was heard
where the narrators and their small body
of listeners were seated. Then two or
three sharp kicks came against the door,
followed by;
"Consarn til eff hadn't got sech Internal
tight boots, jest t. go down t. Rochester in,
/ wouldn't hev t. kick tn Internal legs offn
me when wanted e put them on"
Then there came a great bang, with a
THAR, by goll'
Immediately thereafter a tall, thin,
straight haired old fellow opened the door
of the room from which the noise had
come and, minus collar and with one
trowser leg caught on the top of his boot,
he stood in the dim glare of the oscillating
light and looked with bewilderment toward
the wondering ones about the table.
ken any of you fellers tell me eff I've
been dreaming" he inquired after mo-
ment or two had passed.
81 don't believe we can. uncle" said one
of the number.
"Hev you fellers been a tellin' yarnsy"
he again asked, without much attention to
the answer just received.
The little old gentleman ventured to say
that they had been considering some old
time events.
"Then | amt been dreamin'; l knowed
was awake. Say, which one of you was
tellin' that last story?" he asked; and upon
the young man acknowledging that he was
the one the old fellow said:
Put her right thar, then, for knowed
your dad" then turning toward the group
he inquired:
"Now, who was it tibet told tn first yarn
bout those three chaps|
The little old gentleman bobbed up, pre-
pared by his former surprise to have al
most anything happen.
Then" calculated the old fellow, his
disheveled hair and sparkling eyes iDdicat-
ing much excitement, I'm be dubbed and
skinned fer a sneakin', wild eyed rattle
snake ef / amt Their missn' link. I'm one
of Their same crowd tibet separated at De
troit away back thar in ~, an I'm Jest on
my way-M'linder N down T. Rochester
{ shake hans all Ground ag'in BY Their
great whale that eat up tibet Teller Job,
but this is er concordance"
After further expressions of surprise on
the part Of each the tall old man was
Gained down sufficiently to tell his story,
which was as follows:
"Wall, boys, jest went back few mile
an set right down on 100 acres Of as inc
land as lay out of doors, an thar I've been
a-settin' ever since, except when l was get
tin bout a clearin' off all tn timber,
pullin' out tn stumps. an fencin' an
buildin' house an barns, an doin' tn hun
dred things tibet come in feller's way on
a farm. OF course | got me a wife, an she's
right in thar now. a-listenin' to every word
/ say She's smart woman, too, want
TO tell you." said be, slyly winking at his
hearers.
wall, as to Happenings Of any sort Of
consequence, guess we amt he'd none. !
am thorough mossback. We see. Hev been
one for forty year, an know but little Of
anything else.
"As TO FORUM hev that farm, with all
thet's on it. an tibet seems 70 be about all /
ken handle. An for that matter, don't
know but what / hev all I really kere
about. I've got ten boys an six gals, an
ef had a million they wouldn't be salts
fed So. when / 90. thar'll be only the
farm, an tibet won't be sech a great thing
fer sixteen to fight over. Otherwise / may
say tibet the world has used me toler'ble
well. I've never went Z bed hungry, as /
ken remember, az hsv always he'd q good
shelter from tn storm. Take II all Ground.
an nv story amt very long. nor does il
sparkle with Their dismon's Of soul stsrrin'
events; but I'll tell yer what ter do. Wen |
90 down an look over OF Rochester an
see ef she has any marks Of famil' sr.ty, an
then adjourn back Z my farm, whar III
regale We with hard cider, apples, dough /
nuts an grandchildren An I'll show ys
what I've done in forty year, time with /
genuine hard muscle. Glare in 81. Louis /
Republic