Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-01-17

dis ranch Is uOWu tuo 'ohoyi ~.
Provo. He owns half the United States
mail contract. They told me In the city
that he intended to run this trip him
self. You win see an odd compound OF
a fellow.
"Ishould think so; policeman, acolyte,
man-of-war's man, Yankee husband,
Mormon! Has he come to his hnality|
HE thinks so. He is shrewd fellow
of many smatterings. He says there are
only two logical religions in the civilized
world-the Popish and the Mormon.
These two are the only ones that nave
any basis in authority. His convent eX-
periences disenchanted him with Cathol-
icism. He is quite irreverent, Is the es-
Unable Jake. He says monks are SET
of snuffy old reprobates. He says that
he found celibacy tended to all manner
of low vice; that monogamy disappolnt-
ed him; so be tried the New Revelation,
polygamy and all, and has become an
ardentpropagandist and exhorter. TAKE
the man as he is, and he has plenty OF
brave, honest qualities.
We had by this time ridden up TO the
mail party. They were moving slowly
along. The nights camping spot was
near. 1t was bit Of grassy level on the
bank OF river, galloping over the peo-
bleS with its mountain impetus still In
it-Green river, perhaps; Green or
White, or Big Sandy or Dittle Stony.
"Hillo, ShamberlainI' hailed Brent,
riding up to the train.
"Howdydo? Howdydo? No swap !"
responded Jake, after the Indian fash
ion. "Bung my eyes! eff you're not the
mate OF all mates Pm glad to sec. Pax
vobiscrum, my filly! You look as fresh
as an Aperel shad. Praised be the Lore"
continued ne, relapsing into Mormon
slang, ''who has sentlhee again, like
brand from the burning, TO fall into
paths of pleasantness with the saints, as
they wander from the promised land to
the mean section where the low lived
Gentiles ripen their souls for hell"
Droll farrago! but just as Jake de-
livered it. He had the slang and the
swearing OF all climes and countries at
his tongues end.
''Hello, stranger said he, turning to
me. 81 allowed you was the barrow
night"
"It's my friend, Richard Wade," said
Brent.
'sYours TO command, Brother Wade"
Jake says Hospitality. EFF you turn out
prime, one of the out and cutters, like
brother John Brent, I'll tip 'em the
brink to let you off easy at the Judg-
ment Day, Gentle or not. I've booked
Brother John fur Paradise. Brother
Joseph's got white robe for him, blow
high, blow low!"
We rode along beside chamberlain.
what did you mean just now?'
asked my friend. "You spoke of Wade's
being the baronet."
II allowed you wouldn't leave him be-
hind"
81 don't understand. l have not seen
him since we left you in the summer
I've been on to California and back"
1.-The barrownight's ben stoppin'
round in the valley ever since. He seems
to have a call TO stop. Perhaps his heart
is fetched, and he is goan TO jine the
Lords people. left him down TO my
ranch ten days ago, playing with a
grizzly cub, what he's trying TO make
gentleman of. A poorly average gentle
man it'll make too"
Very oddw says Brent to me. Bid
dulph meant to start for home at once
when we parted. He had some errand
in behalf Of the lady he had run away
FROM"
Probably he found he could not trust
his old wounds under her eyes again.
Wants another years crust over his
scarified heart"
"Ouite likely. Well, I wish we had
known he was in the valley. We would
have carried him back with us. A fine
fellow! Couldn't be a BETTER"
mot raw, as Englishman generally
are?"
mo; we'll ripened by year or so in
America"
By this time we had reached camp.
Horses first, self afterward, is the law
of the plains travel. A camp must
have:
1. Water.
.. Fodder.
3. Fuel.
These are the necessities. Anything
else is luxury.
We Joined suppers with our new
friends. After supper we sat smoking
our pipes and talking horse, Indians,
bear fights, scalping and other brute
business, such as the world has not out
grown.