Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1891-09-12
MnronDAIs, Kan, Sept. 9, 1891


EDITOR WoRLD:|Our noses are still
pointed eastward. Another days drive
will bring Us to our Clay
Centre; but the query in our minds is,
when viii that days drive ever take
placer At the present time we are bust
ly engaged in trying to extract the sur
plus moisture from our raiment by means
of slckly campfire, built Of soggy elm
wood, (not slippery elm. either.)
The weather for the past week has been
simply delightful, with several cool, re-
freshing showers, each lasting from forty
eight to sixty hours. These have not
only served to cool the air, bringing the
thermometer down to mean (blanked
mean, too) temperature of 1111 deg. B. G,
but has also laid the dust. We found
divers and sundry places on the auburn
colored slopes Of Cloud county, where the
dust was settled perfectly to the depth Of
3 feet inches.
Taking all these things into considera-
ton, we decided on reaching this lovely
spot to clay over" briefly. Our tent is
waterproof and it is well for us that it is,
as four days of the past five have been
spent in it. In fact, our tent is, if any,
thing, too good, as we find that other
reptiles besides ourselves are inclined to
take refuge in it during rains. Last
night an incident occurred which will
serve to illustrate. I wish I could more
perfectly describe the scene. The ladies
had gone inside the tent to retire for the
night, while we men folks were swapping
camp yarns on the outside, and waiting
our turn to 60 to bed. Hutzel was telling
how, in war times, he and comrade had
walked seventeen days and nights in mid
winter through Mississippi cane-brake,
with nothing to eat but berries, when he
was interrupted by blood-curdling
shrek from the inside OF the tent.
"Help! Fire!! Murder 1T"
Grabbing up the Ratchet and spade, we
rushed to the rescue. We found Mrs. n.
half way up one of the tent poles, while
Mrs. G. was vainly endeavoring to hide
behind the "grub- box" both wildly point
ing toward the northeast corner of the
tent, but divided in opinion as to whether
it was q wild cat or a boa constructor.
Diligent and careful search at length dis
covered poor little lizard, and our larger
halves were persuaded that their lives
were no longer in danger. However, I
can hear them, as write, wondering how
much it will cost to 60 home on the train.
Cloud county is by far the poorc It
through which we have travelled SO far,
and of the towns Miltondale is the poor
est. The buildings are of inferior quality,
many of them are vacant and its inhabi-
tants generally seem to be suffering with
q severe attack of ennui.
At Glen Elder we enjoyed a visit from
our old friend, Bruce Sanders, formerly
of Grinnell. His many friends in Wa.
Keeney will be pleased to hear that
Bruce is doing well as an homes" granger"
and is the same jolly fellow as in days of
yore.
At Glasco we met Jimmy Day, an old
resident OF Wa-Keeney, and, although we
are satisfied that he was horribly morti-
fed to acknowledge an acquaintance with
such rusty looking specimens, he was
kind enough to pretend otherwise, and
even urge us to 60 by way of Manhattan
and visit them.
Peaches, 10 cents per bushel; melons,
two big ones for nickle. have gained
1871 pounds in II days. These three
items all belong together.