The representative., 1894-12-26

tune he played He is the leader in the
Good Luck band.
"Dos-a-dos and don't get lose; lose you,
lady at your COST
Away they go y couple at once; the
time increasing until the steps of the
dancer, the streaming hair and flutterins
skirts of the bellies, the happy laughter
the loud guffahs come to a startling halt
There is a crash Of the band and an I'M
ceremonious tumble of Bob from his posi-
ton on the beer keg, and a loud prone
made all as he bounds to his feet and
makes for the lemonade bucket
celestial, noted for his long, narrow
pigtail and short wide grin, faithfully deals
out the lemonade in bright tin cups
bought for the occasion. Ephriam, sport
ing new white shirt with ruff1ed bosom
struts about in all his glory Ephriam
plays the bones and is ''hail fellow
well met with all the miners of Good
Luck camp. There is no distinction of
color, rellglon, race, size, strength or
language this Christmas night 1t is an
unshaVen but good natured assemblage
but there may be fight later on. Lem
onade is supposed to be the drink of the
evening, but bad brandy and worse whisky
are furnished two shanties away
A small bedroom filled with chairs and
table accommodates those unable TO find
pace on the floor. Some of the men are
smoking Two, with their lady partners.
are playing California Jack. others al a
SIDE table having hot time over cut throa
euchre. Long Legged Jack leans up against
the board partition idly chewing his cud
and gazing with placid countenance on the
scene. Sam, short and swarthy, makes
himself still more somber in appearance nv.
tending the fire, throwing back the charred
logs to keep at least one end of the shantv
comfortable.
1T will be here in a minute can't YOU
hear it rumbling?' says jim Mason as he
and an old, stoop shouldered miner wander
to the door and look out
Jim is tail, strapping, broad shoulderad
specimen of humanity, and carries a knot
ty arm that has tested it's strength more
than once. Mr.. Jarvis is an old man. fully
10 with a weatherbeaten face, horny hands
and bent body, all indicative of years Of
hard labor and cruel exposure
'If 1 tell you the truth, jim" he saws
Il don't think 1 can hear anything You
see my ears have been strained all dav
listening for the sound of the darned old
'jerkey' and now it could ride over me
and, blame me, if 1 would not think it
imagination. If | have seen the top heavy
concern come down the hill once TODAY 7
have seen it a hundred times. Have you got
a chew of tobacco to spare? That's y nrat
ty good plug"
Old man Jarvis whittles off enough n
make his left cheek punch out like a wen
then sitting down on the doorsten neyar
hC
eyes in the direction where the coach will
appear.
Why, of course. The ''jerkey' Is tbo
coach, and the old mans daughter is com
ing home from school, and Jim is-well
Jim is as interested as Old Jarvis: NAV be
more.
Ladies change. Baloonce on your hee,r,
drown their voices as the door opens and
a merry crowd rushes out to cool their
glowing faces.
Here comes the coach, 19-year-old Susie
and her Baja California friend Violetta
its only passengers, and Conkling at the
reins You know Conkling? Why where
can you have lived. Well. He can drive
Conkling can! Swarthy Sam in one of
his numerous trips for logs has caught a
glimpse Of the coach and announced it's
arrival with a wild war whoop to the
company inside. The foaming horses are
led away while the passengers are fairly
carried into the ball room. There before
the blazing pine log fire they tell the
story of their ride and of the term at
school.
Hurry up! Times precious Talk TO-
morrow; dance tonight. In less than 10
minutes the girls are back again attirod
for the dance. Apparently reckless of life
and limb the delayed parties continue to
dash up before the door from every little
hole for miles around. Women
are scare in all prospecting camps. and
at this party there are four men to each
woman. The girls are decked regardless
of all rules laid down by the Paris fashion
plates of long ago tackled up on the walls
Of the Shanty for artistic effect
In Good Luck Camp half the population