The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1895-10-03
and asked me for the key Of the store
room. excused myself, and giving my

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guests large scrapbook containing COM
plimentary press notices which knew
would interest them went on weary
search for the key.
Night, with somber wing, was now
gathering over the beautiful valley, and
far away up the river / could hear the
hound pups honest bark. The key was
not where any one could ever find it.
That was the intention perhaps.
Hunger began to stalk abroad. Burn
ing feathers stole across the senses with
their odd Arabian fragrance We could
not even get the salt for cooking with
out entire and carte blanche to the store
room. Out in the courtyard could see
the tall figure of the tallyho. 1t seemed
mockery. I thought Of my guests por-
ing over the sour smelling encomiums
Of the press
I was desperate, for had eaten moth
ing for nine hours but a slice Of water
melon. I knew where there was an in
got of birthday cake-nly own birthday
cake. 1t was not large piece. but had
wonderful specific gravity for such lit
tie thing. 1t was made for me three
years ago on my twenty second birthday,
the goth of February.
l ate it to give me strength. Then
I got jimmy that used to use before
became better man. 1t was wrapped
in flannel, so as to make no noise, for
in the old times did good deal of
night work and hated to disturb sick
persons and young children while en-
gagged in my tasks also we'll people and
middle aged policemen who were asleep.
got this under the sash of the store
room and pried it up. was just in
sorting myself softly, and in the mean
time grateful for the kindly shelter of
the night, when felt sting across my
person from without and heard the baron
exclaim:
"Ha! You try to rop mine trent you
skellyvagger Besser you pin owska-
gannin - And he hit me once more for
the cigars with the long fourth hand
whip.
1t seems that he had wearied of the
large octave volume of press notices, as
had feared he would, and had strolled
about the house to smoke pipe. So in
the dusk he had discovered me with my
muffled James forcibly opening the win
dow and had swatted me with a great
swat and then called for help.
When I told him the whole truth,
which was one of the cleverest things
ever did, tears ran down his gigantic
| cheeks and hung on his riotous red mus.
tache like dew Oh the whiskers of a
Numidian lion.
He sent out to the coach and got q
hamper full of nice caviare sandwiches
and frosted cake and sardines and cara
mels and picked herring and assorted
cake and kippered herring and German
pancakes, with gravy, and picked pigs
feet and jell cake and cold tripe an6
lady fingers, and bologna sausages from
Bologne, and crugel food and bottled
beer and sponge cake and sauerkrau1
and bride cake and jerked walrus and
cookies and choice family mackerel an6
layer cake and liverwurst and maple
strip, and everything that heart coult
wish.
While we were eating these my wife
returned, and pulling up corner of thu
| tablecloth where sat took out the keJ
! to the storeroom. Then we had some
hot victuals and coffee and sat up rea
late
Since that / never 60 to bed at nigh
without knowing where the key to thu
storeroom is, and often in my slumber.
the attentive passerby may hear me ask
ing in my troubled dreams where it is.
But it is custom to which I am no
accustomed, and to prescribe so mucl
| f1nnr and sugar each morning for tn;