Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1898-06-15


anda marked eigh-
ty-seven degrees OF heat, and nature
wooed the soul of languor and revery;
but nothing could abate the energy Of
this bony sage.
''Thcy talk about their Atlantisesr
their submerged oontinents!'' he ex-
claimed, with sniff through his wide,
hairy nostrils. 'Why, Tredneke, do
you realize that we are living literally
at the bottom of a Mesozoic-at eny
rate, Ceaozoic-s
The gentleman thus indignantly I'D
dressed contemplated his questioner
with the serenity of one conscious Of
freedom from geologic responsibility.
He was man Of about the professors
age,7say, sixty years,-but not like
him in appearance His figure was
stately and massive.-that of one who
In his youth must have possessed vast
physical strength, rigidly developed
and disciplined. Well set upon his
broad shoulders was e noble head,
crowned with gray. wavy hair; tie
eyes and eyebrows were black and
powerful, but the expression was
hALNly duO Ills IuOSUdCEC
and the Roman convexity Of his chin
would have confirmed your convic-
ton that he was retired
warrior; in which you would have been
correct, for Gen. Trednoke always ap-
peared what he was, both outwardly
and inwardly. His great frame, clad
In white linen, was comfortably dis
posed in japanese straw armchair;
yet there was soldierly poise in his at
titude. He was smoking q large and
excellent cigar; and a cup of coffee,
with tiny glass Of cognac beside it,
stood on q mahogany stand at his
elbow.
"Do you remember, Mesehines, the
time licked you at school?'' he in
CURED in tone Of pleasant reminis-
cence.
II can't say 1 do. What's more, I
venture to challenge your statement.
And though you are hundred pounds
the better of me in weight,
and West Point graduate,
viii wager my pipe (which Is
worth its weight in diamonds) against
that old woollcn shirt Of Montezuma's
that you showed me Yesterday, that I
can lick you to-day, and forget all
about it before bedtimer'
well, guess you could" returned
the General, with little chuckle,
'even if hadn't that Mexican bullet
in my leg. But you couldn't forty-fve
years ago, though you tried, and
though / was year younger than you,
and weighed five pounds less. Come,
now; you don't mean to say you've for
gotten Susan Brown!''
"Oh-ah-hah! Susan Brown! Well,
declare! And what brought her into
your head / should like to know"
''Why, after breaking your heart
first, and then mine, lost sight Other,
and I don't think have seen her since.
But 1t appears she was married To q
fellow named Parsloe."
Don't fancy that namer' observed
the professor, wagging his head and
frowning. elias mean sound TO it.
But what of it?''
"Well, she died,-rest her soul!-and
Parsloe too. But they had daughter,
and she survives them
"And resembles her mother, eh?-
No, Tr<dnole, the time for that sort of
thing has gone by with me. Susan
might have had nae, five-and-forty years
ago; but l cant undertake to revive my
passion for the benefit of Mrs. Parsloe's
daughters. Besides, I'm too busy to
think of marriage and not-not old
enoughr'
At this tour de force, the General
laughed softly, and finished his coffee.
II p Ii
in appearance, with shaggy white hair
hanging down on his shoulders, stepped
forward from the room where he had
been waiting, and removed the cup.
"No letters yet, Kamaiakan7' asked
the General, in Spanish.
''In a few minutes, General" the
other replied. pablo has just como IN
sight over the hill. There were several
errands."
"Muy bueni-I was going to say,
Meschihes, her father and mother left
the girl poor. and she, being, aprar-
emily, clover and energetic, took to
II knowl" the professor interrupted.
"They all do it, when they are clever
and energetic, and that's the end of
theml-School-teach
nolze- "She entered dry-goods store"
Entered dry-goods storei Well,
there's nothing so extraordinary IN
that I've seen quantities of women do
It. of all ares eolors. and degrees
What did she buy there?'
''Oh, flddIestickr' exclaimed the
general. "Why don't you keep quiet
and listen to my story9 say, she vent
into great dry-goods store in New
York, as saleswoman-"
.'Bless my souli You don't mean
that's what said. isn't it9 And
Why not9'
'Oh. welli-bus shads of Susan
Browni fchabod!-what Is the fernk
nine of Ichabod, by the way, Tred-
noke? But. seriously, It's too bad
Susan may have been tickle, but shs
was always aristocratie. And now her
daughter is shop-girl You and are
avengedr'
You are Just as ridiculous, Mes
chimes, as You were thirty or fifty
years ago." said the general. tram
gully. You declain for the salSe
of hearing your own voice besides,
what you say Is un-American Grace
Parsloe, as was ssying, got place as
shopgir n one Of the great Now York
stores don't shy she mightn't have
done worse: what / say is. I doubt
whether she could have done better
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