Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1892-01-26
GIL hYs,s WOES.


nad very trying experience hast vsek.
vas painful, but not fatal. had h.esc
travelling all the night before. and f.tir,,.
and brain fag were together sighting ~ nv
very exstence got room when arrived
snn reiired 70 seek much needed rest had
just retired tn fact, having carefully locked
e'ie door and left the key In the lock that thu
curious could not look In through the keybole
and see me - lay there asleep and make !
5000 painting Of ma
Just then there was aliRht rattle At thu
door, such g you hear when chambermaid
attacks u with pas key and comes In the
room TO sweep holes in the carpet and 1ll
your lungs full Of debris | smiled TO mvself
Tor my own key was In the door, and said
softly, a. ] bathed my bluxhing features il
tne pillow: "Ahai ahai ye cannot enter
now" But she continued TO rattle av.1 with
her key. and soon saw, with horror. that
my own was beginning to lose it, grin. ard
finally Il fell to the noor with Z loud report.
having been pushed out Of the lock from ths
other side
lean hardly describe the horror Of nv 1T
uation thought Of handing my handke.-
cniefs and perfumery over tho transom to
ner, and begging her, II she had mother or
any other relatives in whom she had any con-
hdence whatever, to 20 away thought Of
going TO the door and telling her that We had
better go through life a. nearly a. possible by
separate routes, and that needed rest really
more than did society. but did not dare to
get out Of bad for fear the door would open.
and was wise, for Il did now burst open, a.
bad fe:rcd, and tall girl In the prime Of
life, with flashing eye and distended nostril,
came into the room. With . wild shrek
covered my head with the bedclothes, shud-
dering till my teeth, which were in tumbler
Of water near by, chartered together.
go away, you hateful thing" said, land
never, never come back again any more.r
but want to change them sheets" shs
said
go away said again. sEven your
voice is hateful In my sight. Take my beau
tiful Seth Thomas silver watch II you will,
but, OH go away. and heaven will reward
you even better than that"
She then skunk from the room, but It was a
long time before could go to sleep Even
then my dreams were troubled and my mind
filed with apprehension thought l was
being pursued by red eyed unicorn with q
navy blue stomach and q Chinese lantern
tied to his tail tried to shake him of, but
could not He led me down into the In
fernal regions, and insisted on showing me
the iron bridge and the high school, and
spoke Of the great progress of the place, and
said that they were likely to get new and
competing road in there this summer; and
he showed me the library and walked me out
to the fair grounds and down on the lake
shore, SO that could take sulphur bath,
and spoke Of the desirability Of the climate
for people with bronchial affections, and
wanted me to speak Of it in my letters to the
press, and said he would pay me well for it,
Just then heard knock on my door. !
was so glad to have anybody knock, instead
of picking the lock, that | asked: who's
theref' A rich, manly voice replied, Me"
was glad to hear the welcome voice Of
one of my own sex, and so | undid the door
for the gentleman with great aIacrity. Just
as was bounding lightly back towards my
couch with merry laugh, the party strolled
into the middle of the room bearing small
but rare collection of clammy, mucilaginous
towels. She was heavy set chambermaid
with terror cotter hair and a bass voice.
do not complain. | do not murmur. do
not repine But say that chambermaid
ought not to do that way. A chambermaid
who has bass voice ought to seek out some
other calling. She may put guests slippers
20 far under the bed that he cannot get them
without calling out the hook and ladder COM
pany. She may weep over his letters from
his wife, or drown her sorrows in his bay
rum, but she ought not to take bass voice
into hotel and expect to escape criticism.
Mayor Weston, now Of Grand Rapids, be-
fore he became wealthy was a newspaper
man in Denver and used to stop at the old
Planters hotel. He had mining deal to
write up for the paper, and connected with
the deal was Georgetown superintendent
whom we will address as Julius FL. Cavvyo.
Mr. Cavvyo was to furnish the particulars to
Mr. Weston, but early in the day be began to
meet old acquaintance and to cement their
friendship by means of a powerful solution
known as embalming fluid
So, at II o'clock, Mr.. Weston put Julius
Fl. Cayvyo to rest ON his own little bed at the
Planters and went out to prosecute his re-
searches in relation to the Hold Up Mining
and Improvement company. The old Plant
srs' hotel was not exactly like the Hoffman
house or the Gilsey house. You could tell
the difference almost as soon as you sat down
at the table If you spoke to the waiter
ity of the butter, he would you tart reply,
and you would have to get along with that
for dessert One man murmured about the
steak and said it was too tough, so therefore
he would not eat it.
"You won't eat itlr calmly replied the
loose jointed waiter. You say you won't
eat itf'
81 say 50 because | can't cut it. No man
can cut that steak. You can't cut it with
acids So won't it.h
'Well, you will eat it," said the waiter,
reaching around as II in the act Of adjusting
his hustle. "You will eat it or I'll wear it
out on your
| He ate it.
| But among other things there was big
alarm bell in the tower OF the Planters ,
which was won't to ring for fires, funerals and
other entertainments. The rope hung in the
hall and when the help Of the populace was
| required in order to suppress fire or riot,
| the first man to the bell rope saluted the
snowy SUBMITS of the Rocky mountains with
this wild alarm.
| While Mr.. Weston was getting his infor'
| nation on the streets, the great bell awoke
| the echoes in the Businesses of the canyons
twenty miles away, and the excited populace
| swarmed to the Planters to learn what great
calamity had befallen the new city Mr.
Weston got there at last, and, out OF breath
rushed up to his room. In the hall he found
julius H. Cavvyo ringing the bell His sus
penders were draped and soapsuds were drip
ping from his chin and the tip of his Vene
tian red nose.
.what has happenedr painted Weston
"What are you ringing that bell for, Juliusi'
"Wen, what do you s'pose I'm ringing thu
bell fort am ringing for clean towel or
funeral If get the towel there will be M
funeral, but il fail, you just wait here
tha first YlAM OF fl