Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1896-01-23

lie Discourses on Museulouge-A TerrIbI.
Adventure with Wild Beasts at Night
A Midnight ROmance-A Due of Jolly
Fellows A Midnight Carol
tJoE COVER IN THE CHeQUAMEGoN CmTIcJ
We clip The following from the Critic. A
newspaper which Mr.. Cover owns in Ash
land, Wis, regarding travel in Northern
Wisconsin, fishing and hunting. We will
add that Mr. Cover. who is a lawyer at Ash
land has fully recovered his health:
I shall recommend Monico Junction here
after as place for inYalidS- and so will l.
.. Coeman our ambitious city attorney we
started out together the first Of this week Ia
search tor Northwest passage TO Eagle
RIVER WIS. Il prefer at this writing TO at
tempt to discover the north poIe) and hav-
ing To make il by night came by Monieo
We started out with melancholy colds. and
sat facing each other in the smoker and
bar ked ateach other all the way down. All
each spaSm OF the CLOTHS Cope would re-
mark: well. this is fearful" and take a
small drink OF water. gulp or two, by in
Yerung the receptacle. swallowing and
making rye face at the sam time l sym-
pathlzed with him from the same recepta-
We got in Monico at midnight and were
turned out into utter darkness with the
tneremometer at IS degrees below zero.
When we had made a selection of a hotel
we found the office floor crowded with Sleep
ers, AID dozen more waiting for room.
we were the last ones in. Just then the
landlord appeared with regret on his face
and pair of imaginary pants on, and an
nounced to the assembled crowd that there
was Just one more rOom--cOuld accommodate
two only" With that hogish spirit so char
acteristic of desperation moved quickly to
the front, with Copemam as my second, and
announced that we'd take that room. The
rest were still wondering what had occurred
when we sailed out after the landlord. II
was vital point warm room. Therefore
threw out afeeler, going up stairs, lis the
room warm?" The confident manner that
he said "Oh yes" convinced me that we
would soon be in the land of tropical balm.
Cope however is always skeptical. We
were turned into small room that froze
our breath, with bed and some blankets
piled on top of it Land o. Gosheni Cope
declared that the room smelt bad, but
think not. When we got through laughing
we blew on our fingers to warm em and
proceeded to bed, simply removing boots
and hats so that the wicked-in case we
should run for ofiice in the future-would
not insinuate that we slept with our boots
on at Mo1dco. We piled our overcoats over
our heads left the hall door open for air,
and laughed ourselves into wakefulness
1t was such ridiculous situation that it was
absolutely funny. Each time one of us
spoke the other laughed until 1t occurred TO
us that we had other bed fellows l threw
out the intimation cautiously to Copeman,
VINO Is easily Stampeded, and sure enough
at the suggestion of bed bugs, he nearly
kicked all the blankets off.
Yes, we were fairly caught. Assailed in
the night. Made the buffet OF rank fortune.
We butfeted and buffeted. Ever and anon
Cope would be swinging the pillows and cal
ling out with glee that he had got one" To
an old Traveller, like myself who has spent
several years in the Rocky mountains and
compelled to take in some of the ranches
along the Huerfano pronounced whar-fa-
no. and Yankee Doodle Creek and the Rio
Grande, from the source almost to the
mouth, these wild alarms and stampedes of
of Copeman in the night We're mere cpl
n hn fAF
raj was full of dead animals in the morn
ing Rising we found the water in the
pitcher frozen. rtnsed my partner off with
some water obtained by boring with my
knife blade, as he was a mere melancholy
waste, whereas in the night he had been a
bowling wilderness. We betook our re-
mains TO breakfast at very early hour
and by 8 o. clock were on the way to Eagle
River. OF course these things put me in a
poet1Cal mood. | wanted to burst forth in
song coming up on the cars but Copeman
suppressed me. SO broke out in poetry. AS
it combines sentiment with fact, and calls
a certain article of household furniture By
its right name. offer no apology:
In days not old, when the bed bulbs bold
Old warriors-held their sway.
hotel guest. of sleepin quest
Sang merrily this lay
My neck is fair and bare;
NV head is bald OF hair;
Methinks dream there lies unseen.
bed bug in its lair.
Then, this hotel guest pulled down his vest
(Having gone to bed with his clothes on)
And sat straight up in bed;
Awar-rt-ore intent on gore.
Was crawling towards his head.
Was c-r-raw-ling towards his head.
Aha A match he scratched
And by the fame attached.
He wildly gazed while much amazed.
Then quick pillow snatched
For half the night in costume light
He gaily led the tray;
But ere the night had spent its flight,
Some four hundred bed bugs Law
Some four hundred bed bugs lay.
The pillow that he bore
Was crushed and wet with gore.
Yet ere he hied he bravely cried
I've killed four hundred more.
So what care / though bugs be nigh
! love to liVe-Or die
So what care /, for dead bugs nigh.
I'll pay my bill
I'll pay nay bil-l-l.
And hie'.
We date this letter from Eagle River hay-