The morning times., 1896-03-18
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THE REGALIA


Vile the other afternoon.
quite wen, thank you" replied the
gentleman from the East.
''Ur-hur! Probly regret you If the limb
got sawed off betwixt You aR.the -tree?''
''Eh?"
"sorter agitate 'em if you was TO come
home on ice2",la +
ION ice? 1 do not understand you"
"say you don't? WaIl, they'd miss you,
don't you reckon, is yon was to git fatally
shot up?''
Miss me? OF course they would miss
mer'
''Wal. then" remarked Isaac, In the
same casual way, ''sech bein' the case,
you'n do well TO sa'nter across the street
an meet me down at the next corner
that is. if I'm thar. II 1 amt, you'H do
me and the community favor by p'intedly
telIin the editor OF the Clarion that 1
don't want no poetry, / hain't that kind
OF a man.
But pardon me, ] hardly under"
Go on!' broke in Ike so sternly that the
tourist promptly did his bidding
Having reached the opposite side Of the
street he paused to discover the motive
of the, to him, inexplicable request of the
alkaline citizen He observed that the
latter Immediately rammed his hands into
the side pockets OF his coat and kept them
there while he advanced leIsurely toward
another man who was coming from the
opposite direction and who also carried
his hands In his coat pockets.
The tourist was mystified to note that,
as if moved by common impulse, the two
men began to sheer off, Ike walking close
10 the buildings and the other man near
the outer edge OF the board walk, as they
approached each other, and that as they
passed neither spoke nor appeared TO rec
ognize the other, but each looked steadily
in the others eyes, turning their heads
after they had passed and continuing to
look back till the man whom the tourist
did not know reached the next corner and
disappeared around it,
Being OF an inquiring turn OF mind. Mr.
Eastman sought TO obtain from AIkall Ike
an explanation OF the scene, when he had
rejoined the latter.
KNOWN how techy an inflammable
that thar man Fosdick is" replied Ike,
Il was sanguine he'd try to get me If he
saw chance, an knowin' also that he
was liable TO accidentally git you wbile
he was laborin' to the best OF his ability
to git me, / sent you across the street
outer consideration for 70 ur kmrolks
in the East s~'1
ITO git me?'' queried the tourist, com
pletely mystified.
''Shoot you up, you know
"Ah! But how do you know he CON
templated shooting?''
"Wal. for man of your age, Mr.. East
man, you pear 10 be shameful lonaequainted
with the ways of the world. Didn't
you notice whur he was wearin' his
hands?''
Certainly, he had them in his coat
pocket, and surely there was nothing sin
lister in that. You also had your bands
in your coat pockets
Yep; an beiH' middlin' crafty man
myself, ] had my fingers on the trigger
OF q couple of as sensitive shoOtin' irons
as you ever had the pleasure of lookin
into. an the muzzle of each of 'em was
sticldn' through a nice little hole in the
forrard corners of them pockets
But. my starsl What reason has Mr..
Fosdick for shooting your
Mr.. Fosdck hain't shootia' me- if YOU
take notice-he's only yearnin' to. An
he hain't got no able reason for that thar
yearn, neither. Tel you how it was.
Back yonder about ten days ago, sorter
drops In on this yere FoSdick, who is
plenty sick at the time, right at deaths
door, you may say, with DR.. Slade doin'
his durudest to pull him through. My
mlnistrations is aIwers soothin' to the
sick, an be 'peared to enjoy the news
in his weak way when told him that
the Rannakaboo Club had got passel OF
new regalia that was plumb gorgis an
glitterin'.
"'Thar's collar an plume an whole
| outfit of trappin's for you, Fossy,' saysI.
I'm afraid it will be quite a spell be
fore git TO wear EN- says he. feebly.
"'oh, no, 1t wont, old felierf says I.
We aim to make our first appearance in
our new war'robes about next Thursday,
an we figger on you bein' thar
I'd like mighty Well to miugle with
| you ALL says he, plenty wistfuI, but the
| way the deal is goin' don't reckon III
| be present. Things is burcusSed uDcer-
| tain in this life, Ike!'
! I've noticed that says I, but we are
| countin' on you mighty sanguine. In fact
| we held q meetiu' over in Handy Polk's
| office last night an got everything juggled
| into shape but your part of it,
| "'Wal, don't bank ON me none saw:
he. IN be thar if 1 can, but it hain't
| by no means certain
' I dunno so much about that saws
| DR.. Slade riZ in the meetin' last nigh;
| an in few well-choSen words informed
Us that We might count on you. You see
We can't do nothiD' unless you are thar
| It's powerful kind of the boys TO Civ,
me so much prominence he pipes, CRATE
| fully. i don't reckon I'll deserve il, bu
I'll do the best cam
I'VE all knew that, old feiIerr says /
| feelin'ly, an we aim TO carry out thi
yere thing, so that it VIII make that tina
little old hooraw given by the Wok Wol
| Club at Rantedodlar asst week look pluml
sick in comparison. Our regalia is a hea,
more gorgis than their'n, an we've added
a lot OF ramifications to the pow-wow that
will do you mighty proud. We
Say, looky yere" he broke in, sudden
| ly, r'arin' up on his elbow Wasn't thai
thar hooraw that the Wok woks got of
Clubfoot Johnspn's funeraI?'
Shore thingi But, shucks, Clubfoot
didn't sorter commence to be the promI
| nent citizen that you are, arr
Who's funeral are you wolves aimin
| for to celebrate next Thursday, If il i,