The Butte inter mountain. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1901-1912, 1901-10-07

man, to reporter on the st. Joe Herald
Il had one about two months ago that
beat anything that I ever heard Of
And, incidentally, 1 came very near be-
| ing arrested. l was travelling through
| the south, en- route from Nashville to
Decatur, Ala, when it happened. Our
train left Nashville in the evening, and
| as it was an all night ride, I took a
| sleeper. We were due at Decatur at Z
a. M, and being a heavy sleeper / re-
+! quested the porter to awaken me in time
| to dress and get off. He promised to do
this and I went to sleep. 1 was awakened
suddenly by being roughly shaken. The
| sun was shining brightly and heard
the porter's voice say:
Git up sab; git up, sah; we's
mighty near Decatur. done fohgot to
wake YOU
How much time have got?' asked,
| yawning.
"'Good lam, boss was the reply. ives
pullin' in de town right now; git up
II lost no more time, but sprang from
! my berth and reached for my trousers.
/ Imagine my surprise to find all my
clothes and my suitcase in the hands
| of the porter, who was making for the
door. 1 made a dive to catch him, but
was too late. and just then the train
came to a stop. The fool porter stepped
off and put my clothes on the platform.
Not knowing what to Go, I started
toward my berth, but to my horror l met
two young ladies hurrying to get off,
Well, there I Understanding before them
in my underclotQ1es. 1 dived behind the
curtains of the first berth and they
passed on smiling. Then I made another
rush for the porter and reached the door
of the car just as the train started NOV
Ing off. AT this juncture the negro came
through the car from behind and
actually pushed me out on the platform
and from the train. And then the limited
pulled away, leaving me on the platform,
decidedly decoliete.
"Well, sir, hesitated just an instant,
and then made dive into the gentle
mems waiting room, with two policemen
and number of citizens right behind
me. After much explaining 1 convinced
the crowd that I was not crazy and one
of them brought me my clothes, which
donned in a hurry.
II afterwards found out that the por-
ter was a new man at the business. I
arrived on the Fourth of July and as
certained that there were 500 school chill
dren and their parents at the depot,
awaiting the arrival of the speaker of
the day, who came in Is minutes later
from the south 1 didn't see them, how
ever. All noticed was the two police
men who followed me into the waiting
room.' -
zone of my best customers enter
tanned me at a family dinner the other
night" said the drummer, land never
in my life have found it so difficult to
Ion W. l>ol lo7
coffee and cigars when papa asked
daughter to sing. Daughter is what is
technically known as "a sweet young
thing She blusl,ed very prettily as she
went to the piano. want you to UNDER
stand she apologized, that I can't sing
a note, but papa is fond of music and I
sing little for my own amusement
Buff it will add any to your pleasure
I will be only too glad to do it, So
daughter began: I Don't Know Why
I Love You She got through the lines
OF the first verse without any trouble,
but the chorus stunned me: I don't
know why I love you, but I do, double
o, double o. This world is full of maids
the same as you. double o, double o.,
and the final winding up left me fearful
with suppressed laughter: Il don't know
why I love you, but 1 do, double o, dou-
BILE o." -
II advertised in the Sunday papers
last week for room, with a BATH" said
young Elliot, land I got 76 answers"
according to the Chicago Tribune. most
of them We're impossible on the surface,
but there were two with which I was
almost equally impressed One of them
was evidently written by bluff, hearty
good-natured chap who put on no style.
If you are willing to come down
here and take pot luck with u.s. he said,
we've got big room you can have for
$40 month. We don't throw On any
Tugs or furniture, or any of that sort of
thing, but If you're looking for a good,
clean home. with plenty of solid comfort
thrown in at the same rate why guess
you might go lot further and not do
any better than you will right here
THAT letter read we'll to me-" went
on Elliot, land I decided 1 would GER
tainly visit the place before I made up
my mind. Then I got another letter of
quite different kind. It was written
in delicate feminine hand and seemed
to express the climax OF elegance in a
boarding house way.
III you are looking for beautiful
home in refined private famly,' 1t |
Sald, i Will rent you my pink room for |
Sc per week, my blue room for 81 per
week, my Turkish room for So per week. |
or my tapestry room for 50 per week. |
OF course, we have never taken boarders
before, and the fittings in our bath room
cost S., OOO.'
II laid the two letters down one on
top of the other, and looked at them in |
an undecided manner 1 could not tell
which offered the greatest attractions.
Then I picked them up .one in each
hand. Between them on the table my
eye caught sight OF something that
almost froze my blood in my veins. 1t
was a small insect. From which en-.
velope had it come? From the abode of /
solid comfort or the halls hung with
tapestry and the Turkish draperies? I
could not tell. Both were under equal