Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1891-02-21

not have dared to disobey him.
rose and attempted to execute a
small shuttle.
"Fasterl Smarter" be kept
prompting me.
on went, whirling, shutting,
ieaplng, for the more actively
danced, the more urgent and excited
was he. If my steps tagged for q
moment, my insane prompter kept
me ut my work with shouts and
gestures.
Atlast his whistling powers failed
nun, and he began to sing ridi-
culousjumbleas Observation-Disclosures,
lar.diddle-lickl" which he delivered
with great spirit.
Even then, greatly alarmed as /
was, ! thought it half iunny, but
finally ! could do no more, and drop
ped into my chair, breathless. A
dark scowl came upon the mans
lace, and his premptory commands
drove me up again, painting and
trembling.
To encourage me, he began dane
I - "ash NV VI AhNtAFf aIpull litts
The stoves, chairs, and even the lit
tie table We're no obstacles before his
agile feet. He skipped over them
seemingly without effort, all the
time keeping step to "Lar-diddle-
liekl given in "A most spasmodic
manner as he went over the various
articles Of furniture.
My brain was in whirl. Would
he never stop? And If he did stop.
what would his insane fancy next
prompt him to do? As | tottered
over the door, / set my mind to
work TO devise some plan ofescaping
from this annoying lunatic.
had not taken off my rubber
boots, aud OF course my attempts at
dancing had been clumsy and tire.
some enough. | saw that my agile
companion regarded the boots al
! times with contemptuous disapprov'
. al This led me To think of the slip
pers which | wore through the day
They were in the big closet. With q
{ thought OF them n mehod of escape
} suggested itself to my mind.
Commanding my voice as well as
! could, | explained to the man how
difficult il was to dance in rubber
! boots, and asked him ifhe would
! oblige me by fetching the slipper
Q IRON the closet. the door Of which
pointed out 70 him. He readily com
1 piled, and ran TO the closet. With I
/. wildly heating heart followed hin
unnotieed.
The slippers were not in sight, an'
!. as the lunatic CROPPED about in tn
e farther corner OF the closet, slam
; med the door upon him, and whirle,
( the big button halt around.
: With howl he tried the door
b then burst into a tornado otshriek'
1 excavations and threats, accompan
r ed by kicks against the stout oil
q door that made il creak and trem bl'
l. worked with all my in-bor
strength 10 barricade the door wit
4 a long recitation bench which stoo
|? opposite II and near it. Then throw
! ing ON my coat, leaped to the ia
3 OF the desk, and climbed out throug
.. the little window behind.
"a During our goblin dance the win
n had lnlled, but the snow still K
4. heavily. plunged through the dee
m drifts toward Mr.. Fosters hous
X calling for help at every step. MI
ie Foster, who was up with her 81,
! baby. heard me while | was yet 4
r. OFF and sent her husband out to a
swer the call.
IN "My face was chilled from my G
10 poeure to the wind, and was
"a much affected by the nervous sho
No which had sustained that ! was n
II. a very lively guest at Uncle join
"a the next day. However, no serio
he consequences followed. The scho
al had n holiday for the rest OF {
,d week, and resumed again on Nc
Il. day morning.
he Nv prisoner. n pauper from
next town, had once been danci
master. For several years he b
y. been subject TO periodical fits OF
IN sanity. Ii had been the practice
he his keepers, when the approach
or one OF these attacks was indicate
nd TO take him to the state asylu
AZ where he remained until he recover
but the attack OF insanity which
ve shifted in his visit to me had come
suddenly. lie had artiully elud
NJ the oyerseer nc the poor-house, a
re. made his escape on the morning
. !" thestorm. Guided by my light, prs
n ably. he had sought shelter in
school-house.
nod The reason OF my Uncle job
N. failure to come for me that day
~. Tint he had been taken suddenly
n with a slight illness. He had sen
he message, bidding me to go to
mo- Fosters Tor the night, but thro'
,as tbe heedlessness of the boy to VIII
an Il was entrusted it was not delive
it'll TO me. -
nv I think It must have been his
IA ioyment of my recital of my adv
nm ture that cured him, for he ute V
ike heartily Of his Thanksgiving dim
nv Sarah Buckley, in Youths Z
panion.
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h a Dogs as Paper Carriers.