Arizona republican., 1898-02-09

A. Bull. He, too, had assumed an at titude, perhaps not so striking as the lady's. but it was none the less ele- gant He stood facing the young lady, his head bent low to the ground, and through the sea-foam fringe which adorned his mouth came low, harrow ing, b1oodthirsty warnings of what might happen at any moment to change the scene. But the young lady was undaunted. She stood like wax figure in the Eden Musee.
 There was but one spectator and he was a rancher. He realized the danger the young lady was in and hur- ried to the scene just in time to reScne A. Bull and save the lady. And as the rancher helped the fair creature into his wagon he heard her murmur: q didn't think that one had to be bull fighter to take a walk outside the city. I wonder what is the name of this boulevard, anyway"
 "Well, see you are reporting again. That accounts for the increased amount of news we are getting in the paper. Let's see, what paper is it you are with?"
 This is mentioned only to show how some men can shake your hand and dent the seat of your pants with his foot at the same time.
 
 Are these the kind of trees that open when it rains? I can't think of the name you give them" The nur- seryman knew the kind of tree the New Jersey man meant, although he was pointing to an ash.
 
 ''1 notice that the nurserymen are doing a good business this spring." said a man who observes and grows fat on doing it. "One man who had a display in town has but two palms left on his hands"
 The virtues of the popular intoxi- cants in their respective countries were being argued by an Irishman and a Mexican. The Mexican claimed that mescal never gave his countrymen the tremens, and the Irishman answered: i:
 Well, that's easy enough to account for. The tremens is a brain disor- der"
 The f1ve-horned goat from the wilds of the Sierra Madre mountains in Mex leo was taking his morning constitu- tional walk down Washington street He followed as near as he could the circuitous trail the crowded sidewalk left his master to make for himself Down the street a young lady from North Dakota was walking slowly along drinking in the pure, wholesome oxygen of a perfect Arizona day. She came from state where goats some times kill people with but two horns. The Mexico goat was upon her before she knew it. All she saw was horns and the green eyes of the monster blazing at her. The people about heard scream, young woman jump ed into the air and cut figure eight before she touched the ground, and the goat from the wilderness squared off in astonishment, expecting an at tack at any moment.
 ''The goat won't hurt you. There is nothing to be afraid of"
 Nothing to be afraid of" replied the young lady from the prairie; Hook at those horns."
 I was in an out-of-the-way mining camp in Arizona lest summer. It was a small camp but it was sustained by good mine from which consider able ore was shipped every month. The owner of the property had caught the epidemic of gold fever and wanted to sell out and go to Alaska I heard afterward that he almost gave his mine away and started for the north. the returning miners from Alaska the other day I noticed the name of my friend. There was no in- terview with him in the coast papers; they simply mentioned his return. From this read the story of his fail ure. If be had brought down a sack of gold his story would have been eagerly sought by the reporters and the amount his sack contained would be whatever the newspaper men thought it should be commensurate with the exaggerated tales they had published. But my friend came back empty handed, that I am sure. He gave it out that he would return in the spring and he will keep his word if he can secure a grubstake, otherwise noWise.