The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-10-12

come In the first place a big bear stuck
his nose agin the panes and eyed Harrup
as soberly as Harrup eyed him. Harrup
noticed-although il was pretty dark-that
the bears ewes was blue, the first blue
eyed bear he had ever seen Then when
the bear disappeared, the coyotes of Moose
City gathered themselves close TO the win
dow and give him a serenade. Harrup got
out o bed twice durin' the night and go
in TO the door, thanked EN-. Il was quite
an honor, he said. and he appreciated it,
and the second time he went TO the door
he had whisky and cigars under his arm
which he offered 'em. Bun It was no go;
the coyotes wouldn't have it. So Harrup,
feelin just as independent as they was
went back to bed and finally fell off as
fee0. r-'-~--s
ION wakin' he saw some peculiar lookin'
snakes playin' in the corner They looked
like glass snakes, and the leader was short
and fat, like a beer bottle. Their game
seemed to be hide and seek for at a nod
from the leader they would scatter about,
dive down through the knot holes in the
floor climb to the rafters overhead, and
even, run across the foot o Harrup's bed,
with the big, beer-bottle fellow a-nosin'
round later to find 'em. Harrup got up on
his elbow and watched the performance.
He began to take an interest in EN-.
Long as they amt rattfers,' he says,
apologizin to himself, i suppose / can
waste a little time watchin the pesNy
things!
But he'd hardly said it when a sure
enough RATHER suddenly showed up under
the door sin, eyed Harrup for a second,
and then crawled through and out of the
broken window pane In the corner nearest
him. And followin' MIN was another a
doin the Identical same trick. Then they
got to comm so thick that Harrup, who'd
been gettin' a tritie uneasy, took his re-
volver and begin to blaze away. Vixen he'd
emptied ID, and the smoke hadpartly clear
ed away, he expected 10 find the room emp
ty; but instead, the snakes appeared to
Fke il all, and to want TO see for them
selves how revolver was fired; for they
was scramblin up the bedstead, as curious
as YOU please.
Harrup only waited long enough to see
that the beer bottle fellow and one rattler
was in the lead and then be gave yell,
jumped TO the floor, and was off like a
scared rabbit for town, Once he looked
back, but only once. Sbmethin' with two
heads and olive-green eyeballs was a-fol-
ioWin' him down the road, and Harrup,
thinkin' II was gainin' on him, couldn't
raise the heart for a second look. He
reached the deserted saloon finally, where
he'd dealt his faro, and gettn in, shut and
bolted the door But 1t was all no use;
for the thing, whatever 1t was, was there
ahead of him and was glarin' at him from
the other side of the layout. So Harrup
ups and out O. there as fast as two legs
could carry him and plunges head first in
to the buildin' across the way. But here
he ran plump into a flock of parrots-big
yellow fellows, with Duke o Wellington
noses and red-striped wings-and Harrup,
seem that they was gatherin' for a charge
and meant mischief, just bolts on out the
back door Then the thing with. two
heads concluded TO try it again, and, com
in up mysteriously, chased him round by
the precipice and up the street till his
knees got so weak he could hardly foot 1t
another step.
After long siege of this kind O. work,
and findin he couldn't stand 1t any longer
Harrup reeled into one of The store fronts
and sunk down tTemblin' In a heap. The
last thing he could remember seem was a
blue cat dancin in the doorway and a
couple o kangaroos GRIMM at him over
the cats shoulder. For he then fell asleep
or fainted-he never knew which.
When he opened his eyes again he found
himself inn the Palace chophouse. There
was the pies still stiokin' in the window
as big as life, but they wasn't no longer
so invitin'. And Harrup fndin' the me-
nagerie missin, crawled out and took
look around. The street was silent and
deserted as when he'd first seen it, with
the coyotes stalkin' roun' back o. the cab
ms as before. And Harrup, goin' slowly
back to his residence on the hill, has a
little soliloquy all to himself.
It's that Moose City whisky says he,
and I've had 'em bad. No wonder that
the boys o. this camp dropped everything
and got out like the old man was after
'em!
But If the tremens had come on quick
they had left him about as fast, and Har-
rup, after maxim himself hot meal up
at his cabin, began to feel a bit Of
strength returning. Then he went outside
to look up his mule The mule was there
all right, grain as If nothn' had hap
pened, and Harrup took a long glance at
the blush mist away beyond-mist that
marked the Bull mountains. Pretty soon
some heavy clouds shut out the view.
Snow was fallin'.
Now how in the mischief says Har-
rup, watchin' the snow fall. am l to tell
white syringa patch from anything else
when all is covered with snowY
And 1t was discouragin'. But then he
was fool to expect to find syringa bloom
in later than August anyhow
"As he turned to go back into the house
he happened to see a piece of sign-board
tackled up overhead-someth thin he'd failed
to see before. There was only three let
ters left, and they, he made out, was
PES
" Pes says Harrup spellin' 'em out,
peas. This must be a pea ranch
Then 1t CHANGED to occur to him to
look around for the balance OF the sign
board He found it, and stuck it up be-
side the other. Then he spelled out the
whole thing. Then, gettin' the hang Of
1t finally, he stared, cussed, stared again,
and at last went inside. got his things to-
gether, and hurried over to get his mule
For the sign-board, thus stuck together,
spelt Pest House. as plain as you ever
seen It, So YOU see, HaTup had been
Twin in a pest house OF course, it was
the last straw
" Charley Ull can come and get his
sapphire, says Harrup as he started for
home for blame me If I'd have IL as a
gift And, moreover. I'm though with
After seein' what I've seen
and Twin in a pest house, with nothln'
for company but glass snakes and small
pox, sawin' wood is good enough for me
I'm hanged If IL amt!
And so Harrup, soon as he got back to
town, quit minin' and went to sawin'
wood-leavin' the sapphire. big as a Edam
cheese, out there in the white syringa.
patch between the snow range and the
Bull"
well said Roh Harwood aba not