The record-union., 1891-11-21

up to thin instid of berating thin. yer
molght have had eight son-in-laws to
tather-in-law. Sure, yer must have been
crazy IN the hid not to think of it,
Pat Timlin, do yer think it? Do yer
name it?'' said Sims anxiously.
Ol do, by the same token" replied Pat.
as he wInked solemnly and stroked his
| beard with his fat forefinger.
IF yer had four of thin marrid would
be hip to yer, and yer could lay back
and think of pleasant taings, for instants:
| White Rose Jockey Club, upper ten walk
ing in the Shah of Persia's garden. These
pleasant perfuny thoughts would be a
quietin' circumstances to bunnits and
gownds for eight"
How do you think I could apologize
to thin, Pat, me frind?" asked Mike.
BE yer dacent hospitable self, man,
and sind thin something to ate 4 hun
ter's heart is TO be found through the
cook pot Small blame to thin for that,
for man must be in a catamous state
whin he amt longln' for the flesh pots
of Agypt or any other counthry.''
And Pat arose to go, leaving Sims to
digest his lecture.
The next evening, when the young men
Were preparing their dinner, viii tip
toed into the camp and said in an audible
! whisper:
Here is the octagonolets, sure as Pm
born, coming to call"
At this every fellow sprang UP to glance
down the road, or trail.
What i'll thunder are they after?'' said
Nolan
"Quien sabe," said VIII.
"tcols rush in where angels fear to
] tread" said Bob dramatically.
ou mean angels fear TO rush in where
fools tread" said Jack, as the girls halted
and evidently held council. Then four
/ came toward the camp, each carrying,
carefully, parcel in each hand. Sheila
! came ahead, her eyes twinkling with fun
as she returned VIII Joselyn's bow as he
asked them to enter.
No, thanks said Sheila, looking at
the young men as they stood around in
/ Quiringly. Excuse us for intrudinp: but
father sent word to keep on shooting on
the ranch and please accept these pump
KIN pies. de thought you'd like them,
having nothing to bake them here"
And she delivered into Wilps hauds her
parcel, her sisters shyiy doing the same;
ana VIII passed them to each one OF the
crowd as If he was at a concert passing
! programmes, nurmurlng the While, ''Ah,
! thanks, Pm sure; TOO bad to trouble you;"
ana amid a chorus Of thanks and good
night" the girls retreated.
Amt he eternaly scrumptious, and
amt tley:'' said VIII, ''neaping Goals OF
fire on our heads instead Of cuss words"
Il like his cusses done up in custards
this way" said Jack.
Me, too Pete" echoed the young
men
who is Par Sims gone on, think you?u
asked Mat Dickson, as he stirred the
coffee.
Not me, Kitty; nor you, Kitty" said
| Nolan, pointing at his three married
friends With laugh. I'VE amt in it,
! supper was soon ready, and the eight
hungry young men sat ON the pine spills
to eat 1t, discussing their present ana the
| where's and whyfores" OF it. After
supper they spread their blankets,
smoked their pipes and turned in with
their toes, not to The stars, but TO the gen
erous campfire i'll the ecenter.
At midnight blood-curdling yell
aroused all hands. They started up, feel
/ ing Tor their guns. 1t was only VIII
! Joselyn. lie had had nightmare. 81
j dreamt," +" he said, ''that blamed calf was
standing on my breast and poking pies
in my mouth, my ears and eyes and nose.
and the girls handed them to it, and
laughed all the time"
rs that why you yelled like loom?
asked Nolan.
Guess you would too" grumbled Will,
IF you had such nightmare
"A night-calf," said Jack, as they
wrapped the drapery of their couch
around them and lay down to pleasant
dreams; but as it was Wits shot that
had finished the calf, the boys said Par
Sims had his revenge" But Will could
/ not be persuaded ever again to eat pie
before retiring; that calfs impromptu
promenade on his breast, and the wick ed
leer into It's eyes as it stuffed pie in him, he
VIII never forget.
The young men had fine sport the next
day, and returned to camp with their
game bags full, and while preparing their
meal told some marvellous tales of peril
GUS exploits.
Talking of fine shots,n said Will, ST
! heard an old Dutchman say, when told
of a fine deer some one missed, Wish |
had been dere, Pd ave knocked de wax
out of his ears quick ash streak of
creased lightning"
Crack shot he must have BEEN" said
Jack, laughing; "but you probably heard
ofthe Barnegat fellow who saw six ducks
standing in row. He had only one
| bullet left, tied string to that, fired it,
and, of course, Invent through the whole
| six, the bullet answering for knot to
keep them on the string.'
At this atrocious yarn the seven young
men yelled thine, time" Amidst the
laugh they did not hear a call of ''Oh! oh
| say" at the camp entrance.
a young fellow put his head in and
said Good evening"" His salutation be-
| ing returned, he continued: ''Thar's to
! be shindig down our way tonight.
Folkses would like you fellows to tend"
Thanks; we will" they said. And the
| boy vanished as he had come
| Where is our way?" said Nolan.
mot the octagonolets' way, as YOU are
married." said Will. s'But we were a
! brilliant lot to accept an invite and never
ask where it was located.''
WED make a good background for a
mock gem,'' sad Mat, dryly.
ANY way said Nolan. "Will, you
must go down to the Sims ranch and re-
turn those pie plates. Give our thanks
and ask where this fundango is-no
! shindig 1 believe"
''No you DON'T replied Will ~ am
not going to beard the old lion. You fell
lows all had pie, too. Pm not going to
take the worse part of everything Its
like-'You take the apples, FL take the
licking Eve been spokeshare long
enough"
So they all concluded they would go to
| Sims.
To dress for the dance was an easy
task. Simply to remove their cartridge
belts and powder TASKS; for, said Bob, as
| they removed those, ''the girls will have
enough powder to make the affair go
off," They found the old man had gone
to town, and the girls just ready to mount
! their horses to go to the Sesnias Ranch
where the dance was to be held.
AS it was a lovely moonlight night
| they all concluded to walk. the girls
elated with the prospect of the new es-
corts that would make them the envy of
all the other girls.
Passing Whizzy Timlin's cabin he
heard them laughing and talking, and
came out:
II loike the looks of yees,n he yelled.
| That's something loike procession"
| 1--WE have no band" called back Sheila.
"Yes yer have" he returned. ''Yer
| hatband now, and husband by and by.
Can't git ahid of me-" he chuckied to his
! wife as he told her what he had said