The Yellowstone journal. [volume] (Miles City, Mont.) 1893-1901, 1893-02-16
FAULT
II He t.AD KEPT HIS EEAD HG
WOULDN'T RavG CEN KILLED.

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Would Have Missed .u;~ of yum.
The boy sat on the zig box. kicking his
heels against tha 81 rs. Ie was Il short
ktuinly boy with III Abundance g.
freck.es held over from summer. I'll
box was an ordinary packing box. II
stoa! on the sidewalk in froat Of tie
Walton building in Franklin street. n,@r
where the SIKH avenne elevated rn:i
crosses Unaerneath the box a le.,"s.
lean, gray hewh;stered rat had taken "
temporary quarters.
The rat was in bal luck. IL the first
place IA sneai:y looking io-. d-oory rs 10
tail. Il monsrel Of the kind termed '.yal.
Ter" WAS lolnging about. nosing in tine
gntter and yearning for IN opportunity
t o display the deviltry common t. L:s
kind. Behind the rats refuge in a door.
way Il pretty young woman was ~tall.in.".
to a much Infatuated George" An ell.
prly and important looking parsonage.
wearing gold mounted eyeglasses and
carrying Il gold headed cane, had just
made an imposing descent from the eic-
waited station and WAS rromenaails lei
surely toward the box. \ cart horse at
tachea to a truck stood iii front of Il ST.
loon rear by waiting for the driver 10
come ont. All was calm and peaceful.
Then the rat came on the scene.
The first To see him was the boy. He
Jumped off the box. ana the rat started
II toward the station with the boy IN
hot chase. This aroused the dog. who.
with Il howl Of anticipated sport. %ioiacl
in the rursui.. The fugitive ms e
straight for the elderly parsonage. The
boy was Il fairly good second and the
dog a close third. The parsonage. be
coming aware that something was cole
ing his way. glanced g the top Of the
gold mounted eyeglasses.
Hi there!" yelled the boy. Hes
comm your way. Head I'M off. Swati-
er i'm one with TIL stick"
The old gentleman '~swathered." Ee
missed the rat and hit the boy IN the
shins. The boy gave IA shrill whoop. lay
down on the walk and wept.
Did it hurt you:" inquired the wner
Of the cane.
lUit tllduc Iic IVY S' AiSIy Lila kC
stopped crying
Did it hurt me- he howled in right
eous wrath. Did it hurt me: You oil
gold headed hooper How'd you like it
eff | dubbed yer bloomin Oh shins with a
Vaughn spoke: What'd you say eff Il fat
headed cove Hi. Here he ONES back.
Grab i'm: Turn i'm back. Hit i'm
when he goes by"
The rat had doubled on his t.ac. and
was flying mp the street again with the
dog several PAGES behind. In between
the feet Of the parsonage lodged the rat.
The dog essayed to follow by the same
route and got tangled up with the feet.
Down came the parsonage. his gold
headed cane flying in one direction and
his gold linlned spectacies in another.
Then and there he offered Il few remarks
that wrung from the boy an admiring
tribute, Gosh" said he. you can cuss."
In the meantime the rat was OH his
way up the street. and the pretty young
woman who with her George" had
emerged from the doorway. was walking
down the street engaged in conversation.
Yes. he was just as nice about it as
he could be, said it wasn't any trouble
at all. He said Oh. O-w-w-v-w.
George. E-e-e-e-e-e-e. It's II rat! Help
Its coming this way. E-e-e-e-e-e. Help
me M on this box. Yes. I'm all right
now. but Oh. George. do yon suppose
he can climb up here: E-e-e-e-e-e. Don't
let him climb up here or ! shall Odd.
diet
George let but a terrific kick that
landed in the stomach of the pursuing
dog, By way of retaliation the dog
took off part of one leg from Georges
trousers. and fed across the street howl
ing dismally until it came to the cart
horse. Apparently connecting that ami
NAL with his misfortunes. the dog nib
bled at its hind leg. The horse snorted
and ran down the street with the track
Gathering after. The rat. instead of TAX
ing this chance CT escape. rushed fran
tically across the street and back again.
with the boy. who had coine up. followed
by the parsonage. hot on the trail. The
parsonage was regarding with u;.dis-
guised admiration the pretty girl. who,
with garments gathered and held up
al vi I Al eiS 3uiita was StdsltiliS I'll
tiptoe On the box viewing the chase.
George was looking at his trousers.
The owner Of the truck came out OF
the saloon in time to see his property
rafting down the street. AS he started
after it, leaving a trail of profanity be-
hind him. II gaunt cat %sauntered out Of
the saloon. Before the teamster had
caught his horse the cat had pounced on
the rat and put All end to him. Then the
dog avenged his woes by catching her
by the back of the neck and shaking the
life out of her. The boy hit the dog
with a brick on general principles. Then
he returned to the parsonage, the box,
George, and the pretty young woman
The latter was saying:
oh. dear! | was so scared. | hope
l. Oh, George. did | hola my dress up
SO very high: Please say | didn't! That
horrid old man with the eyeglasses
Why. OF course you didn't" said
George promptly. The girl descended