St. Paul daily globe., 1893-02-26
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"She cum up on the stage alongside
of me-" said "Bill." "There was three
girls for the dance hall. besides. When
we got to the first station, at Turkey
I Creek canyon, she asked if she could
ride on the seat with me; she did so adj
mre the scenery. l took her up beside
me on the box, and you never heard
| girl go on 80 about the color of the sky,
and the trees and rocks, and the wild
flowers bloomln' on the mountain side.
She pointed out things to me about the
scenery never see before. never see
a girl so gone on scenery. She really
did enjoy it. got so burned Interested,
hearin' her talk, cum purity near slid
| in the whole outfit down the mountain
as l cum round Dead Mans curve.
| She's different from any biscuit shooter
ever see."
"Purty? She's purifier than that nigh
| leader o. mine, but she don't put on as
much style as Kitty does, specially
when she's just been hitched up an
anxious to go. Purity? Ever see 'em
picturS bout woman rasin' up out Of
the sea? Ever see that picture of Rum
yo and Julia% She's burned sight pur-
tier than either one of 'em. I've carried
many hash Singer in my time, but |
never see one like her. Most of 'em's
got their hair cut short and curly, an
act fresh. She's different; long hair.
| blackor'n dark night in the canyon;
big eyes; roses in her cheeks; she's a
lady, that's what she is. l could tell
that first time see her. Guess she was
glad to get up on the box with me, way
from them dance hall girls. They tried
to get fresh with her while she was on
the inside; asked her if she thought she
could do better in PyriteS than she
could in Denver. She said she thought
she could, cause the wages was better"
WagesD says one girl. with little
| cackley laugh. like graveyard. That's
good; you don't mean to tell me you're
gOln' to work. for wages? says she.
What are you going to do?'
"'Pm goin' to work in Mrs. McGuire's
restaurong-just like that; restaurong
-Waltin' on the table,
"'You'll soon git over that says the
dance-hOuse girl, laughing.
"'I hope so.' says the little lady. but
| amt ashamed of any work that's hon
est says she. NO true woman is above
earnin' her own livin'. by manuwe!l la
Dor, if necessary says the little lady.
And then them three dance-house girls
had a chill. and the little lady got up on
the box with me at the next station,
and durin' the drive up the canyon she
wanted to know if them three ladies
were goin' to work az Mrs. McGuire's
restaurong, too, an L durn near fell off
the box. | had to throw the silk into
the leaders an kind o. git my attention
'tracted to the hOSseS before l could git
my face straight enuff to tell her L
guess not I'm burned if she ever got
OIL to the fact that them girls inside was
dance-hall girls; she's a lady, she is"
This was how Doris Ware came to
Pyrltes to be the "help" at Mrs. Nc
Cures restaurant. 1t was not strange
that the business of the restaurant in
creased. Mrs. McGuire's new waiter
girl was very. very pretty, and a pretty
face is an attraction anywhere. but
especially so in new mining camp,
where women constitute very small
minority of the population.
1t is not strange. either, that many OF
Mrs. McGlre's boarderS fell in love with
Mrs. McGuire's waitress. There was
quite a noticeable sprucing up In the
way of general appearance among the
boarders. Two or three of 'the boys"
affected bright-colored ties, and when
they came 10 their meals they were
particular about washing their faces
very clean. They seemed to put more
than the usual amount of water on their
hair and combed it back slicker than
they had been in the habit of doing.
All this seemed to have no effect upon
Mrs. McGire's help. She was as demure,
retiring and modest as when she first
arrived. There was one boarder who
loved the pretty waiter girl with the
consuming passion of secret af-
fection. He scarcely dare raise his
eyes to her, he was so diffident.
The flutter of her dress was sufficient to
cause every nerve in the body to trem-
BILE. If she spoke to him he was sure to
put lump OF butter iii his coffee or
sprinkle sugar all over his plate during
the ensuing momena of confusion. This
boarder was 'Chlhuahua" Brown. He
was reserved in his manner, so quiet
and gentlemanly that Doris was natur-
ally attracted to him. They became
friends, and gradually "Chihuahua'
Brown learned of the past life Of Doris
Ware. Her father had been a man of
wealth: he was SpeculatOr. A bad invest
ment had left him almost pennileSS. He
lacked the moral courage to face adver
sty, and in moment of desperation
and despondency he blew out his brains.
The shock almost killed his wife,
woman of delicate, nerv-
Gus temperament. His dangh-
ter Doris rose superior to the occasion.
She supported her mother from the
rather small wages she earned in a
store. One day she read an advertise
ment in Western paper: "Ten girls
wanted for light, easy occupations in
the mountains; wages $25 per week"
With such large wages she could COM
fortably support her mother. The
amount was more than twice as much
as she had been receiving. She had
used her meager savings to come West,
only to find that ''the light. easy oceu-
patton" for which the ten young girls
were wanted was to serve beer i'll
dance-hall in Lea dville. Being almost
without money, she took the first place
she could get; it was her present one
waitress in Mrs. McGuire's restaurant
"Chihuahua" determined that the
girl should not longer work in the res
taurant. But what could he do? There
was no other occupation in which she
could engage and remain in PyriteS, and
he could not bear the thought of send
ing her away. If she remained in Py-
rites without working it. would subject
her to foul suspicion aud make her a
general subject for scandal.
Well, there was one thing which
ough, to be done, if it could be done.
One September morning Chihuahua"
Brown bade adieu to Pyrites Tor short
time and went up to his mines on Snow
shoe Mountain. Before going he laid
in large supply of writing paper. some
big, thick pointed pens, bottle of ink
and some blank mining deeds.
The mihers working adjoining claims
noticed Ethat ''Chihuahua" Brown was
paler than usual. His manner was less
reserved. He was nervous and excited
at times. He sat up late at night writ
ing and always concluded by tearing up
what he had written. One night when
I he was thus engaged, one of the men
working on the night shift came to the
door and yelled:
"Chihuahua! Chihuahua! come into
the mine and look at the stuff we've got
in there-we've struck it blg."
chihuahua" hurried into the mine.
1t was beautiful September after
noon in Pyrites. The mountains were
covered with wild flowers, and here and
there the sides of the monster hills had
haap tnuahod INV tho frost transform