Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1898-02-19
coMErHINo HAPPENED.
n Mt OF Excitement In the Nevada
Desert.

The town Of Gait, In the middla Of the
step out Of the First precinct Of she First
ward into boundless alkali.covered space.
For two hours we had been lying on the
main track waiting for the engineer 70 find
out just what was the trouble with hin loco.
motive and TO remedy the disability, and
there was little prospect OF resumption OF
the journey short Of half day Of lingering:
Every passenger had already investigated
the half-acre Of town at least six times, and
the delay was becoming 90 monotonous that
complaint rosa and travelled in waves.
For heavyn's sake!" cried a stout wine
dealer from California, doesn't anything
somebody. think Of something to do to pass
the time? What interesting occurrences
have you here, anyway" The last question
was addressed to thin, lazy-looking young
man, che only male adult resident in Gait
who was visible among the u or ~ women
AMI children gathered at the railroad tracks:
Don't nothin' much ever happen here"
said the local dweller. "Blame It all, ev'ry
COINS on is up at Podiga, the county seat,
where there's as many. as II houses. They've
got trial up there this week, an all our
That's why I'm the only one here. I'd
shurreif wouldn't take me. Always my
luck. Never see nothin' nor have no. ex.
perience. Them six men that went from
here'll come back an talk for two years
about bcin' on that jury. Plagued shame.
A man with sore knee'd make as good q
Teller for jury as anyone else"
"Well, can't we get up fight or some
thing diyerting to pass time awayv
81 mint agin fightin, but don't fight only
with Ben Hackbarth, fer. can LICK him
easy. But Ben's on the jury. He'll come
am give a dollar il you'll wrestle or run
n uce or dance JIG or-or-or-by thunder,
/, anything"
Ben Hackbarth, cause I cun Grow him; an
don't care to run race, either, unless with
Ben, an he's On the jury. Wisht was up
there havin' experiences, too"
"Well," desperately pursued the tired-out
passenger, "isn't there something you can do
without Ben Hackbarth? Anything! Any.
thing, SAY. I'll make up purse OF $40 Tor
aMistef, did you say sl0?" one Of the
Younger OF the Outstanding women interrupt.
| ed. The wine dealer said "Yes," and the
girl called the disappointed youth aside and
| the two talked for few moments. The pro,
prietor of the lame knee then approached
| the knot of passengers and said:
"We've decided we'll take you up, mister.
That is, IL there's airy preacher with YOU
preacher? You bet your life! We've
I, got BISHOP" yelled the New York business
man of berth 7. And he rushed for the
sleeper, for he understood the purport OF
the remark Of the Gait man. .,
'Bcn Hackbarth an me both been kind o
irwin around fer this young lady to marry
us, an Ben bein' kind O. travelled an ex.
perienced man seemed like it'd be natcherl
| fer her to take him, as she told me in our
| talkin' just now." ,
"He'd been as fur as Elko once" said thu
girl: ,.,o.
/ thing, from gittin' married to shootin' at .
| mark, just so it was done right here nnt
| now. she took notion"
"Ten dollars is Sl0," said the girl, sue
cinctly. -.
| loving hearts, and the whole train turned
out to celebrate the occasion. The niarrisgt
| took place on the rear platform OF | ne sleep
err, and some OF the women passengers lent
effects to deck the bride out regardless, Tit
| festivities continued up to the time when tn,
engineer announced that he had p;Sched thu
defect in the locomotive and was ready t.
proceed, and then the wine dealer took up
fund for the new family. The conductor
even agreed to carry the couple on to th!
next station for n bridal tour and the Pull
man conductor welcomed them 10 the flint
furnishings of his domain: The two left tn
| train at FL Boco, being in a sort OF daze o
delight. The last observation we heard from
| the bridegroom was this prophetic remark
"I'll bet when them si,: fellers git bacl
| from Podiga they'll be sorry fer thinkin
| that nothin' ever happens at home. They'll
| I've sorry they WAS ever called onto that jury
Specially" with grim smile, "len Hack
barth."EChicago Record.