Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1892-11-24
THANKSGIVING AT WOLFvILLE.


Dig golns ON now at this yere hostelry
abides at. Flour doins an chicken fixins-
all the scrollwork they thinks of, reckon.
l remembers havin Thanksgivin down in
Wolfville once which it was a success, but
diflerin plenty from this yere.
Gents says Enright one evenin, gath
erin of us into the Red Light, there's a
matter concernin of this yere camp in a
body | wants to speak of.
What Pm thinkin of, gents, is this: |
notices tomorry is Thanksgivin by paper
Old Monte brings in from Tucson. Now
the simple question is, be we in this; an if
80, what form the orgy takes?
whats the matter hoppin over an
shootin up Red Dog? says Dan Boggs.
That outfit Of tarrapins amt been shook
up none for three MONTHS
""Techni'cle speakin says Doc Peets,
which he was shurely the longest headed
man ever sees, shootin up Red dog, while
it's all right as a proposition an highly
creditable to Mr.. Boggs, is not Thanks
givin play. The game played strict, con-
fines itse'f to eatin an drinkin.'
" Il assooms it's the will of this yere
meetin, says Enright, 'an tharfore app'ints
Doc Peets, Cherokee, an Boggs to wait on
Giss Rucker at the Garfield restaurant an
learn what for banquet she can rustic us
tomorry an go the limit
1.-The committee comes back after a little
an allows Miss Rucker reports herself
little shy on viands on account of the
freighters not comm in from Tucson.
But, says Peets, she's able to make a
strong play with salt hoss an baked beans,
with coffee an biscuits for games on the
side'
"'That's good enuf,' says Jack Booth,
an any man who thinks he wants more is
a victim of whims.'
while we was all discussn of the ar
rangements for the feast we years clatter
of pony hoofs and wild yell outside an
looks up, an thar's big, shaggy lookin
vagrant a-settn on his hoss in front of the
Red Lights door.
=" Get an ak, somebody he shouts, an
widen this yere door a lot. aims to come
in on my hoss.'
"'Hands up thar says Jack Booth, on
limberin his artillery like flash; hands
up I'll jest fool you up about comm in
on your hoss. You jest make one wink too
many now, an puts new hole in your
face right over the eye.
Go slow, Jack says Enright. who
may you be?' he goes on to the locoed man
on the hoss.
"'Me?' says the locoed man. Pm Red
Dog Jim. Tell that sot he continers
p'intin to Booth, to put down his gun an
not offer it at me no more. He's a heap
too vivid with that gun, he is. Only Pm a
white winged harbinger of peace, shore
ups an makes him eat all the wood often it,
"'Well! whatever you be thirstin for any
howp says Ennright. Come ridin in yere
"a NJ -pt r,p I,
this yere Il friendly call, or be you present
on theery you're goin to tree this town?'
"'I'm the Red Dog committee on invita-
tions,' he says Red Dog sends it's comps
an says you all bury the hatchet for one
day in honor of tomorry bein Thanksgivin,
an come feed with u.s.
Let's go him. says Dan Boggs.
Now stand your hand a second says
Enright. Don't let's overlook no bets
yere. Whatever has you Red Dog folks
got to eat, anyhow
"'Ain't got nuthin to eat much-maybe
some can stuff, says the Red Dog man.
But we has liquid; no limit
Got any can tomattersP' says Boggs.
"'Can tomatters we're speshul strong
on says the Red Dog man. It's our long
suit.
"'You go back to Red Dog, says En-
right, an tell 'em we burys de war AK for
one day, an to come over an smoke ponies
with us, instead of we come thar. We're
goin to have baked beans an salt hoss an
we looks for Red Dog in body. Next
Thanksgivin we eats in Red Dog. Does
this yere go?'
set goes, says the Red Dog man.
1.-The next day Miss Rucker sets tables
all over her dinin room an brings on her
beans. Eighteen Red Dog men is thar,
each totin of can of tomatters for Dan
too. We never has more free an peace
fuller day than this yere Thanksgiving
1.-THE beans is little hard, amt theyy'
says Doc Peets, bein' perlite like. Maybe
they don't get billed enuf'
These beans is all right says the boss
war chief of the Red Dog men. They be
little hard, but you can't hep it.
Gents, continued the boss Red Dog
man, standin up, Il offers the toast
Wolfville an Red Dog; now an right along
"Of course we drinks to this yere, an Doc
Peets makes big speech, in which he
speaks mighty high of everybody, which
of course compliments you gets big action
on in sech game. The Red Dog chief he
talks an calls Wolfville an Red Dog great
commercial centers, which they shore are
He says We'll be friendly today an fight
the rest of the year, 'cept Fourth July an
Christmas, which we all agrees to cordial.
When he sits down there's thunders of ap-
plause.
well, we eats an drinks all we can an
then goes over to the hurdy gurdy an
whoops it up with dance in honor of the
Red Dog men. Nuthin could be better or
go smoother. When it comes time to quit
we has little trouble gittin separate from
'em, but not much. We starts out to 'scort
'em to Red Dog as gy'ard of honor, an
then they, Dustin with perliteness, 'scorts
us back to Wolfville Then we all, not to
be raised out sees 'em home to Red Dog
agin, and not to have the odd hoss onto
'em in the matter, back agin they comes
with us. l don't know jest how often we
do make this yere round trip from one
camp to t'other, cause my memory is some
dark on the latter events of that Thanks
givin. l knows my pony gets tired of it
about the eighth time back an humps his
disgusted back an bucks me off. OF course
/ don't go with our Red Dog friends no
farther, but jest camps down back the
mesquite bush | lights into an sleeps till
mornin. 1t was a great Thanksgivin. ~
Dan Quin in Chicago Tribune.