The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1896-02-27

Dupuyer Acantna. Inc tramp mas
been at Robare, that city on the hill.
When he arrived at a spot overlook
ing the ruins he sat down on the road
side and took a big weep for the dis
appointed hopes and blighted ambi-
tons that are represented there. There
old Father Time and Hardy England
with four-horse team is quickly de-
molishing a once thriving city. Sad
dened memory reverts to the time
when Carl Harris supplied the wants
of the vast multitude from his mercan-
tile emporium and William Hagen fed
and lodged the hungry and weary at
his hotel, while Charles DaVlin held
sway over the convivial inclined, hold
ing them in check with his little gat-
ling gun when they began to smoke
'em up too promiscuouSly. Gone, all
gone, and the wind whistles through
the walls of the old hotel and the
mountain rat and the gopher hold high
carnival among the loosened boards of
the store. But in this wilderness of
wreckage, like an oasis in the Sahara,
is the hosiery where the relic hunter
may find a resting place and all kinds
of refreshments. The tramp found II,
and no sooner did he clap eyes upon
the Irish physiognomy of the proprietor,
Thomas McGovern, than he ordered she
best in the house. Tom sighed and re-
signedly complied. Hunger and thirst
were soon forgotten and with Red Phil
lips carpet slippers on his feet and
they high up on the stove, the tramp
for once was satisfied. And when far
on toward morning he was escorted to
bed. it was ito the music of that beau
tiful march, MY Girl is Birch Creek
Girl" and he fell asleep to dream of
carriages, servants and mansions.
There is one place they say is better
than Robare and that is where tramps
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gold, packing harp.
The tramp has been across the line
| He is not going back. Hunger and
thirst stared him in the face until he
wished himself back on the verdant
hills of Teton county. Indeed. it is hard
to say if he would ever have got out of
| that place had he not met Jack Hyde,
| who gave him some old clothes and
4 filled him up once or twice. Jack has
1 no use for old clothes now. The best
! is not too good for him. In the last
4 stages of hunger the tramp struck a
| kitchen door and nearly scared the life
/ out of a fine youny lady, and for his
| audacity was met by a whirlwind in
/ the form of Jack Hyde, who was there
| also Explanations followed and Jack
| purchased the cramps secrecy with the
| aforesaid clothes and grub. Jack
! teaches school. He teaches more
/ things than are dreamed OF in our
/ philosophy. Cupid's arrows are used
! for pointers. and How 20 Love and BE
/ Loved" by Sam Potter. is the text
| book. Geography is taught from charts
| made by Frank Aldrich while en- route
! to Alaska in his little red wagon. The
/ tramp knows more but will not tell IL
/ yet awhile.
The tramp is not much OF a reader.
| but he picked up a scrap of paper the
| other day that contained the governor S
| proclamation regarding the quaran-
| zine of sheep and as he read IL a bril-
| liant idea blazed a trail into his brain.
! He is not a sheepman, but if he were
| and wanted 10 get scabby sheep into
Montana that he might have his re-
| venge on the other sheepmen who were
! eating up his range. ne would go e
| Wyoming and buy some seased sheep
! He wuld then put them on the train
! and ship them through Montana L.
! Dakota. where there is no quarantine
, There he would unload them and drive
! them into Montana AMI laugh an equi-
| nine laugh at the state veterinary sur
/ geon. Now. If any sheepman feels al
! all grateful for this information he car
liquidate his debt Of gratitude by order
ing his herders TO give the tramp tn,
best prunes and sow belly the camr
affords when he comes along.