The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-09-27

miles an hour. When it had passed the old
woman dropped her bundle and rushed to
the door of the office shaking her fist She
screamed out, You big-headed fool, did
you say git awen?"
The old man rushed around the platform
calling for the agent to come out. The
agent came to the door. There was a smile
on his face.
Don't come out a-smiling at me. BY
the living Holly said the old gentleman,
Were a notion to pace you around this
platform six times faster than them keers
went! You blasted fool, did you say get
on. Did you think a man of my age could
get on a streak of lightning? You may
play tricks on some folks, but don't you
try any game on me. Because a man lives
on a railroad he doesn't have to know it
all. I'm feeling hungry and somebody is
liable to get chawed up afore leave!'
Before anything serious happened the
regular train arrived and the couple board
ed 1T all right. The railroad agent felt re-
lieved, but he doesn't like to have the boys
to hollow to him did you say get on?'
XXX
Were I compelled to live in Lexington,
KY, any length of time 1 should try to
take with me an ample supply Of mosquito
netting. At present the town swarms with
them, and this has been so ever since the
railroads ran into the place from the Ohio
river, yet it is said there is not a mosquito
net in the city. The people do not believe
there are any mosquitoes there. Their
fathers had none, and they will not have
them You go into a store and ask for
mosquito bar and the clerk, with his nose
swelled with mosquito bites to the size of
sweet potato, will laugh at you as
good joke and say if you do not scatter
your drinks more you will shortly see
something worse than mosquitoes.
attended the fair at Lexington. 1t was
purely stock fair. and / stayed only two
hours AL 1 saw was bulls-plain bulls.
The bull is a style of animal 1 do not
especially admire and 1 never was able to
discover his particular beauties, even be-
fore 1 was assisted over the fence by one
of the creatures when taking a short cut
across the field to see my-Mary Ann.
Nevertheless tho bull is held in
high repute around Lexington. Not
to be able to talk bull at a Kentucky
stock fair is fatal defect in your char
acter throughout the bluegrass regions.
lament my ignorance, but devotion to bust
ness impels me to take the subject by the
horns and go in for description.
A great many bulls come into the ring
led by the nose, to which a negro is at
tached by rope. After a great deal of
believing and paving, brushing of of
flies, and shouting, a fellow done up in
green ribbons opens his mouth and yells
until he is red in the face. Then another
man with a ribbon and very large circum-
ference goes up to bull and ties a blue
ribbon to his horn. Another man, similarly
attired, ties a red ribbon to another bulls
horn. That part of the crowd that wins the
bet as to which would win the premium
sets up great shout. That part that loses
the bet curses audibly. The bulls below
and retire to slow music. / turn to Mary
Ann and murmur, What a good bass
singer that animal would make They
always do" says she. and that is a stock
fair, first day. first ring.
The locomotive attached TO our train run
ming out of Lexington was draped in MOURN
ing for a dead engineer. This led me into
a reflective mood. There is something in
expressibly mournful i'm a draped locomo-
tive. and especially when it is draped in
mourning for a dead engineer The presi-
dent OF a railway company stands a long
way from the engine. and when he dies
the engine mourns as we sorrow for q rich
uncle whom We psxsx san end who LETT Us