Fergus County argus. [volume] (Lewistown, Mont.) 1886-1946, 1899-09-13

trade at prices heretofore unknown
in the history Of Fergus county bust
ness houses. 1t is expected that
other business houses will turn green
with envy when they learn OF the
prices put upon their goods.
Miss Beulah Irish, who has been
attending school In Omaha, has just
returned, having finished her school
ing. We feel sure that the town that
has sprung up mushroom-like in her
absence at her very door, with it's
many attractions, will make her Tor
get the mad wbirl of city life thatshe
has been used to for the past year.
A harvest dance will be given in the
hall at Garneill on tie night OF Sept.
-. The best music in the country
will be furnished for the occasion,
and as to the refreshments we can
say to those who would rather eat
than dance that they "a come with
the assurance that the piece de re-
siStaEce of the supper will not be
sauerkraut. While the committee on
arrangements do not insist that no
one shall attend in decollete dresses
aud claw hammer coats, yet they do
assure those who will So attend that
they viii attract more attention
than the monkey rom at the circus.
Good evening, Jinks," said the
mayor, as he lifted "a loaded cigar
from my vest pocket-ld had one
temptingly displayed for him there
all day trying To get even with him
for having relieved me OF n thousand
cigars in the same manner-and seat.
ing himself in my easy chair proceed.
ed with sundry grunts and puffs to
get the cigar in working order. At
the smoke from the cigar curled
gracefully up to the ceiling and the
time for the explosion seemed unnec.
~essarIly delayed began to fear that
the old shopliiter was going to es'
cape me, when with a rush of irelikt
"A newly lighted Roman candle and a
roar like the 9:l5 express she went off
Az the smoke of the explosion cleared
away | found the mayor lying under
the office table with one hand stuck
into the c%uspidor, the contents OF thu
paste-pot mixed up with his whisker'
and a wad Of old chewing gum stick
ing To his left ear. While the janitol
and /, with the help Of a stick of fire
wood, were trying to knock the Gus
vidor off his fist, the old ma saiC
never u word. but by the ugly glitter
i'm his eye | knew the limit had beer
reached.
Your honor" | said, as we wer'
moTpiGg the paste out Of his whisk
ers with the tail Of his coat, this II
very mysterious. Surely n cartridg'
has become mixed up with the cigar
You know | do Il little target prac
tice sometimes and carry cartridge
in my vest pocket-small ones, yo'
know"
"Oh, small ones. Ell! links, your
sure il wasn't n ship gun cartridge
My impression is that you put aciga
wrapper around IA stick Of gian
powder, and | haven't seen any rea
son tn change my belief"
At this he got up, kicked the eat
jammed his hat down on his ears
opened the door, turned around an
said:
Il hope to see you hung some day
Any man who would play n tric
like that would tin-can the ADgt
Gabriel"
With this last remark he went ou
and slammed the door hard enOug
to set the clock back al hour. Il
compensate the janitor for his assist
ance | offered him a cigar. when wit
n look Of fear in his eyes he rusEe
out of the room and downstairs, fOu
steps at "A time. On looking out {
the window | saw the mayor tellin
his troubles To the policeman on IN
corner, and with the feeling that a.
matter of safety II would he advi'
able tn purchase n suit of boiler iroT
| blew out the light md turned in.
JINKs
Garneill, Sept. ., 1899.