The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1891-01-25

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the case he didn't want no trouble with
nobody. We now rode again on a street
car for some distance until fatigue once
more compelled us to pause at a beauti-
fnl refreshment chalet, where we were
enabled to procure everything fresh
from Europe, from a nice fresh ukase
to a slice of Sweitzerkase Also rich,
dark brown Muchner Sec. with which to
wash down our tempting food.
Two or three glasses of this rich Tyro-
lean beer started my Swiss maid to yo-
deling again at the top of his lungs, but
quieted him by well directed blow with
the stock OF my carbine. which struck
him back Of the ear, thus preventing
his arrest. As soon as he regained con-
seriousness he thanked me warmly, and
wringing my hand again and again setout
for the plateau north of the glacier which
heads near the heights of One Hundred
and Tenth street, overlooking the Polo
ground
Herr Won Pilsner now thought it would
be well to get our bearings and eat lit
tie something before going ahead in
search Of our prey.
Ny costume, 1 should say. was well
suited to the hardships which we had
ahead of us, and was as follows: wore
knee panties of dark worsted goods,
made from full dress trousers which had
reached the sere and yellow leaf, as one
may say, and been cut off at the knee
and neatly hemmed again by my daugh-
ter, who is just learning to sew. Below
these, as far as the eye could reach, ex-
tended a monotonous sweep of .Lisle
thread hose, kindly loaned to me by an
accomplished young lady who speaks
nine languages.
There is room in them for another
gentleman with my style of calf.
also wore Norfolk jacket of which
am especially fond. A nice, plated,
Norfolk jacket, with short waist and
pleasant little cinch of same, is good
thing to go chamoising in, l wot. Ny
shoes were really lawn tennis shoes with
brads in them, whereas my valet wore
regular Alpine sprinting shoes and BIZ
cycle socks.
wore d hunting shirt, handsomely
embroidered by niece Of Sitting Bull
named Lo-lo-pe-wee-tang a-wanga-k o-la-
pa, or the Sultry-stinger-o f-the-b rocaded-
humble bee which-sitteth- down-while-
its-superiors-st 1t is heavily en-
bossed with lining of drap de Henrietta.
1t has Stewart collar, but the waist is
shocked and en- V, with Gothic Shout
ders on to it. The hips are en- gored,
with roam faille Francois, pulled slightly
by the local press-and my pants were
a sight to behold. They were really
trunks, held in place with heavily en-
bossed suspenders. They were made
full at the waist, and quite pompadour
en- tournure, with heavily embossed
stripe down side. They were of the time
of Queen Anne, and extended back al
most to the reign of Herod the Tetrarch.
The Norfolk jacket was faced with pur-
pie satin de Lyon, and had fringe of
massive doodle bugs down each sleeve.
Herr Won Pilsner wore a less gaudy
but fully as expensive costume, and car
RED heavy crossgun, loaned him by a
descendant of William Tell.
Our first quarry was sighted east of
illC lClUy pass CAJ SlAS 4iuuuACu anu
Tenth street. This animal pass is much
frequented by the Harlem chalnois at
the summer season, and sometimes he is
found above the line of vegetation. As
we approached on the side against the
wind, so that the chamois could not
scent US, we were struck by the pungent
odor of the animal, which came down
upon us like zephyr from the barge office.
Moving carefully along, each of us, on
an empty stomach, we approached near
enough for shot, and gave the signal.
Bang, went the gun of Herr Won Pills
ner. Bang. also went my gun almost al
the same moment. In less time than il
takes to write these words the defile was
full of Swiss peasantry, who pounced
upon us and kicked both of US in rapid
succession. As soon as l could get my
breath | said l would be willing to com.
promise this thing if it could be done
with honor to ourselves. At this tbs
peasantry ceased their attack upon us
and one said:
You are daisy sportsman, amt you!
You are a loo-loo, amt you? Shooting
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