Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1892-08-06

parstory TO commencing the labors OF
the day.
They seemed immensely merry over
something very funny, and their peals
OF musical laughter sounded sweet to
my eager ears until alas, l sadly dis
covered that /, the new hoor-walker
was the sub ect OF their witticisms and
ridicule.
How l wanted to suddenly pop out
from my ignoble hiding place and
sulS leh them as they deserved but
the certainty of only making myself
more ridiculous and being met with
redoubled laughter kept me in my
mean and unhappy position-under
female skirt
By and by. and greatly to my minds
=oief. the smart remarks followed by
peals OF merriment gave way to the
sober hum and hustle of business.
For hours sat in my cramped aud
uncomfortable place. feeling like a
fool and. no doubt looking like one.
Crafty excited shoppers brushed
against the dummy. beneath which
bigger dummy squatted, and several
times nearly knocked it over so had
plenty OF occupation in holding it
down. Once the cold sweat came out
all over me and my hair stood up
straight when some one tried to lift
my strange tent from the floor and
expose the handsome new foorwalk-
er. . squatting like tailor and look
ing like boiled lobster under it.
You may believe ! held on with a
grip which death itself couldn't IN
clasp till the danger was gone.
Noon time came. Hungry. thirsty,
tired and with bones aching from
cramp. there | was and there had TO
stick till night or my anxiously hoped
for shop-lifter came-if that was her
day.
heard the clock strike two" and
three and four and in spite Of
patience and grit and pride. and
everything, / swore at myself and
laughed at myself, and vowed to my
self that nevermore would undertake
to be smarter than woman. Hence
forth / should confine my detective
abilities exclusively to male Jack
| pedGle peanuts for living.
While thus engaged in sorrowful
meditations and trying painfully to
ease my cramped body without excit-
| ing attention. l was aroused by some
one Juggling at the cloak. and lifting
the dummy's skirt | could just see a
pair OF dainty feet Then. in an in
slant OFF the cloak sipped-the dim
| light shining through the dummy's
muslin covering telling me-aud like
a fash | grabbed the ankles of the
pretty feet 1 was watching. sprang
from my hiding hole and-of all the
shrieks and bushes and indignation
ever knew. those from the elegantly
dressed and exquisitely beautiful
young lady / had so ungallantly and
meanly captured took the prize.
At once / was the center OF a panic
stricken and terribly angry mob OF
females who wanted to kill me and
toss what was left of my miserable
carcass out Of the window. And il
the big department MANAGER had moi
promptly rescued me from theil
clutches after my coat tails had beer
ripped of and my side whiskers badly
damaged they'd have done it
During the battle, and careless o
my injuries | kept tight hold of ny
fair prisoner-only instead of grasping
her pretty ankles | shifted TO he
equally pretty wrists.
Her sweet innocent and beautiful
indignation seemed SO real that
feared an awful mistake had beer
made and began to figure how man,
years salary l should have to pay TO
damages. But when she was searched
with due apologies for the apparen
necessity. the amount of pawn ticket
for cloaks found in her stocking-b
the female searcher of course-save
my bacon and put me in the papers a
one OF the most skillful detectives o
record
But no more dummies for me H
c. Dodge in Detroit Free Press