Blackfoot news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1891-1902, 1896-08-01
DIANA AND THE SPIDER.

| Gle OF Mob Htus yOuthlh hhh~
meets through the winter with agra
vated activity during Lent, ~ houses
Of the members; First nanneis to the
INDECENT; It's symbol. thimbie' VI.
enossed by pair OF scissors argent.
ON background OF flannel gules. sur
mounted by a spool Of thread eou'
chant.
The deInure maid who serves bouiis
Ion. tea and chocolate TO the society
fair Decreases hears tales from every
quarter OF the globe. Of life in the SUN
mer colonies along the New England
coast, OF yachting cruises through Nor
weglan hords ia the yellow wake OF
the midnight sun. of walking tours 10
the Landes and camping trips in the
north woods. She knows her planet
aetter than many whose orbits are isss
circumseribed. and can safely be Feilea
upon for information regarding elk ia
Oregon or salmon in the Columbia, Ihe
proper lime TO hunt the grizzly il A.
sinlDoia, aud the relative merits 81 the
Aadalusian donkey and his twin hrVI4s
or the Rocky mountain burfV
AFTER serving the bradamlanie oi tbs
society with a cup OF tea and caNaiEe
sandwich. she rrtircs 10 dusky cor
ner Of the room, refilled the anap tiiitssr
the brazen kettle, ana reaEtanges The
Dresden cups and saucvEs ana tbs
jewel-niOunted spoons npen TIE ttsiA
wood table.
When The IiuIfy haired Mrs. Jack. lAs
societys president aud tbs hostess Of
tho occasion. begins her story there y
lull Ina the talk, which the Wind ulls
in with a neatly executed arpeggIo.
Mira Jacks mouth droops ia Wisifui
curves, and beside her eyes an Infants
would seem ufsoplIlstieated.
Jack says | mist 20 w..-- ATTN ~
bur | shall never dare 70 leak
tiger in the face. after my s1psri-
ence on the Biz Muddy.
Mrs. Jacks adventures have iamil
Iarixed the society with Tin Cup. hls
Bug. Bundle Bee and Medleine Hat
But the Big Muddy offers delightful
fields for speculation, for u has not yet
found d place on any map, aud IT.
only high roads arr the half.obliies,
atesi trails left by the TIE. wbeu tlaey
unwIllingly departed for new hunting
grounds.
"you remember the blg horn shot
after Jack aud the guides had traekr,i
him for ten days over the KAttirSnaks
range In wyomlngf Mrs. Jack cob
tlnues plainttseiy.
The society remembers the big horn.
as well as the giant shark 10 the Mel.
lean gulf; the mountain lion and the
cinnamon bear with the amber eyes
picked OF by Mrs. Jacks ride In the
San FranciSquito mountains The idea
Of her not daring 20 look tiger ia the
face under any circumstances taxes
the credulity OF the society Has she
ever known fear, ever uuailsd befoFe
beast. bird or fish--thIs modern Are.
mis-!
When she accompanies her husband
on hts hunting expeditions she wears
the woods. autumn livery @ieaf.bFown
and scarlet an abbreviated skirt and
legxings Of brown corduroy. a scarlet
leather shirt with eIk's teeth for but
tons. q hat festooncd With trout and
salmon flies and shining leaders. A
cartridge belt girdles her slender walls,
with ifs depending revolver and hunt.
ing knife.
II Ia remarkable that Mrs Jack has
escaped the cinnamon's embrace. aud
bruin might well no pardoned such m
indiscSption.
Jack has always said that my phys
ical courage first attracted MIN. Ilut
had never confessed 20 him that Their.
was one .cst 70 which I should d. mn.
equal u came On the Big Mudll,
Listen.
I'VE were campcd in the auakins
aspen. Snow had fallen. ana thp .tt
were coming down You could hear
them bungling on every side inst be
fore dawn. II Is easy 10 stop 4 iaud
OF Elk as they pass ncgr your cam, N,
Initiating their call upon an en,,,, Z
cartridge she'll I have learned ~
Trick. and Jack had no hesitation M
permitting me to choose my own trail
one morning and follow II along Afa,yi
ne ana the guides scattering In othe,
directions. The taste Of the camp eof
lee was still upon my lips: my cheek.
ungied with the frosty breath Of ths
morning air as I kept cautionsIv !,
windward Of the elk. whose trn,n,,.,,
ing stirred me like martial music
stray bear truck showed nor. ana
there In the fresh snow. hui / ~a.
AFTER elk. hundred miles Law ~,
tween our camp and the neares, ss,,,.
ment. All. the solitude az ,h"s,
woods 'Hoss
Mrs. Jack leans back In h.r ch.t,
and signs reminiscentiy as she .a.a'
INTO The blazing hearth lire. n cbarmins
picture In her house gown OF alb hIna
frightened with tho CLEAN ~ pcrvln,
embroidery, interviewer viii, n,,ca,
Jewels. VIZ"
mad gone three miles. NORMAN,
i1ur. over fallen spruce IN Tho stse,
slue OF ragged mountain. when
c,hsh' across my trail catne a hand y,
em. headed by 1.agniiceni hull
Croncbing behind n boulder ,,a,,
eu. J have waited 30 often for M.
game. from Alaska to the gulf .Iael
says that have seen more than m. ON !,
ever nope to see IL he lives to he n INN
nred. Ny hand was steady Jack ofte,
gets buck fever | never do. taol
uenperate aim. The elk came town 81
,he bullet and dropped Head witbo,,, :
struggle. Blazing the trail as 80
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