Durango semi-weekly herald., 1903-07-09

be indulged in: America" Mary
Had a Little Lamb" Yankee Doodle"
Then prize OF one dollar offered
for the best Grafton on Cold" In
the evening big bonfire. appropriate
fireworks and prayer Then be 1t
Resolved. That we dissolve and go
to bed.
i:3O p. m.-Program of the day car
ried out in grand style-only few
slight mistakes. AS Grand Marshal
Ohiwiier was firing the salutes from
his six-sooter, the sheriff, high pri-
vate and corporal OF the guard about
broke their necks getting out through
the chinks in the cauln. Since the sa-
lutes were fired the water bucket re
fuses to hold water and the frying. pan
has an artificial handle. The little
celebration in honor of Colorado about
kIneu tne corporal ana sadiy ulsng
ured some of the surrounding beauu-
ful landscape.
The line of march was beautiful to
look upon. The aged marshal in the
lead. then the honorable Sheriff
F'hAlANH AtlfN Nl'lilllS
the corporal limping in the rear. The
parade would have been "a beautiful
sight to see" had not the grand mar
shal espied a chicken hawk in tree,
and the ranks Immediately split up
anu high frisate STERLING, in com
pany with the corporal of the guard.
both INDUCED in manly sprint Tor
camp, secured the rifle and sprinted
back In time to separate the grand
marshal and the sheriff-both declar-
ed the other had scared the chicken
hawk. The high private located him
in the top Of IA high pine tree. and,
kneeling on one knee. took careful
aim and pulled for a spot where his
pants were supposed to connect with
his suspenders. At the report of the
gun. the corporal left the ground ana
was last seen sailing over Mount Hes
perus. about four feet behind the
hawk
This little incident broke up the pa
rade. but did not in any way mar the
beauty and splendor of the singing.
In singing Hail Columbia" the sing
ers were overcome with emotion at
the end of the first verse. The grand
marshal mixed with the sheriff in
Throw Out the Life Line" and High
Private Sterling switched off to Likely,
Throw Me Your Diamond Ring"
The song. My Home Is Where My
Hat Hangs" as sung by High Private
Sterling. was full of tender pathos,
and the singer tainted At the end of
tI. g,l,t
Eyes" by Grand Marshal Ohlwiler,
was great, and at the finish the sheriff
had To be rescued from the top of
tall pine tree, and High Private Ster-
ling was found six miles from camp,
exhausted and hanging limp over
stump. Again arriving in camp they
each braced up on "A cup Of hot coffee,
and then Sheriff Smith started in on
that sweet song. My Room Is Up
Fourteen Flights of Stairs" The
grand marshal was so exhausted af-
ter singing "Goo-Goo Eyes" that he
could not get away. but High Private
Sterling made 1t to a bunch of willows
and when found. was out of his head,
and begged to be left there alone to
die
The menu prepared was quite
grand The grand marshal coughed
| up several pieces of rhinosceros steak
a short time ago, pounded and fried
over again and again, and swallowed.
We think this time they will stay
down. The songs America etc,
were not indulged in owing to a slight
attack of nervous prostration on the
part of the singers. The Grafton on
Gold" was a credit to all. but the
prize was awarded TO High Private
Sterling. All he said was: Gold is
gold. gold is not what she may seem
to be- and in his left hand he held "A
lump of pyrites OF iron, supposedly
gold, and in his right the assayer's
certificate for same-silver As
GOLD-TRACE.