The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1903-03-13

N""ii'o bHua hnouuElohs the lun'
Grant type sticker." was weary. hun.
cry and footsore-but not discourag.
ed. He was man OF many towns.
peregrinating bum printer. known
from Kalamazoo Mica. to Butte.
Mont He was not only known OF
men but his acquaintance was wide.
varied and reminiscent. He knew
man who worked with Horace Greeley
and once he had held cases "lOngside
o Lazarus" on the Butte Miner. with
the 'porfesh" he was a man OF many
ties, typographical and railroad. In
fact his knowledge of great editors
and association with "swlfts," was as
endless as the railroad ties over
which. during n nomadlc career. he
had passed on the bumpers.
Thus II was, In the course OF events.
he had landed In Podunk and sought
the usual employment But, alasl the
deadly machine had shown It's head in
the beautiful little city on the Squirt.
let" and Charles Dana Knotngton
had been turned down. Tho alley
wherein once was heard tho silent
messengers" Of the gang as they
clicked. clicked In the sticks. was
no more-the invention OF man. with
ruthless clank and clang. had usurped
tho bread and butter oil hundreds like
Charles Dana X.
Having been refused work he asked
for a panhandle but tho cruel
heart OF the editor was pctrlfying fast
and Knotington turned from the ONCE
of the "Podunk Pumpkin" with Bor.
row In his very soul
But he was not discouraged. Had
he not successfully combated the
stern realities OF life innumerable
times. and exultant, rose ioyoualy
above the sordid obstacles that barred
his prlntorlal way? Ayel ayel In
ueodl
1T Is TO think" said Charlie. who
was a faithful subscriber to the col.
ored supplement.
1T is ten miles TO Bumperyllle and
no freight train before midnight" Ere
the starry stars burst through the
canopy of night he would staryo like
a common hobo who chalkod gate
posts aud begged for "dooklca" OF the
Kitchen mechanics. Nay Nay
Pauline" he would not let the gnaw
OF hunger cat at the yitalB OF his
inner self Ike rat chewing an old
shoe in tho garret
Philosoph.oally Charles Dana Knot.
ington tapped his forehead with the
index finger OF his right hand and,
sinking down beside "A pile OF ashes
in the back lot OF tho Pumpkin office,
pulled from his pocket the Morning
Cow Bell" and began to read.
"Horriblel What's thisl Mt
Poloo swallowed up n thousand llyosl'
'Life Is but as candles snuned out In
the twinkllng OF an eye' The entire
island buried In storm OF ashesl'
"ASHESi"
Tho recumbent form Of Charles
Dana arose vigorously to a roetangu.
lar figurel
"Ashesl" he gasped. "Ashesi"
In n moment he was gone but In
the duslSy shadows OF eyentide dark
form might hayc been seen diligently
engaged at the ash pile In the alley
back OF where the "Podunk Pumpkin"
nhu lNh huhAIANN utlntt
And In the next Issue of the Pump
kin" appeared this notice:
"A DASTARDS WORK"
"A miserable tramp printer OF the
name OF Charlie Knotington flied
several hundred envelopes with ashes
and clinkers from some Podunk ash.
heap last Tuesday evening and sold
-. a. 10. t.h.NIt.vtg for tav ca,tg
each as souvenirs OF Mt. Polee. Hang
ing Is too good for such hoboes."
But many miles away. like Sherl.
dan, Charles Dana Knotlngton was
calmly smoking a clear sauerkraut
leaf cigar In the rear Of the office OF
the strawberry Point Sweet Corn
and beside him rose, full high, an.
other pile OF ash and cllnkers, or Mt.
Pelee after the eruption!
SSS
ST. Valentines day, 1908, has pass
ed another Rubicon. The two little
doves contraltolng TO each other on a
stub.tailed twig have been put away
In Nantes escrltoire with the arrow.
niereed hearts and the passionate
verse OF yesteryear. and once more
we are webbing along with only our
courage to help us get married. Dan
Cupid is recovering from his dlssipa'
ton OF love.maIing and recuperating
for the time when the redder iris
comes upon the breast Of robin, when
the young mans fancy lightly turns
TO thoughts OF love. and when pa is
better natured because he doesn't
have to buy more coal and more gasl
Apollo and Hymen and Venus and
Cupid have all done their worst with
the paper love-tokens, and once again
we are up against the cold cruel
problem OF getting our spring over
coat out OF pawn. II Is like leaving
Utopia to 30 TO the woodshed TO split
kindllng. Life is 30 practical at
times Il makes MS grow pessimlstieal
and long for a false and unfrlendly
stlmuant. It Is only those who re-
celye comic valentines who are not
plunged from heaven to a stranded
cable car In the twinkllng OF an eye.