The news-herald., 1903-11-21
THE EDITOR DINED OUT
TON CARRICAN HAS THE FEED OF
HIS LIFE
Frank CzarnOwsKi Does the HOspit.
able Act ard tAe Mining En-.
gineer Is Happy Again

ing quill driver OF the News Herald
and whispered in his ear, saying:
"Have you time to take a little
drive tomorrow afternoon?" The
reply can be guessed, for whoever
heard of an editor refusing to go
on a little drive. But, while on
Sunday morning the aforesaid in
dividual was out behind BurnelPs
dashing grays with his numerous
family, for a morning drive. he
was hailed by the host-to- be OF the
evening and was told that the party
would start at ii o'clock instead OF
in the afternoon. Well, to get to
the matter, things were rushed till
half past eleven, and the editor
was out without an Overcoat, III
company with a railroad superin-
tendent, mining engineer and a
mine manager, for trip to some
nearby mines, with the mine man
ager in charge Of the party.
After about an hours spinning
over the ground, during which
everybody who was ahead OF US
was overLaken and passed by, the
railroad superintendent began to
show signs of hunger. He said
that it was about noon, he
thought. We thought he was about
the incest railroad superintendent
we had ever visited mines with,
for, owing to short grass and linn
tied range, breakfast is usually
light with. some people. And we
were afraid that either MIR. Holbert
or Alex Rose, who had come along
as a guide, were getting hungry.
OF course the wpll-hlled larder of
every editor prevents him from
having any such feelings as might
have been possessed by either of
these gentlemen. Well, at length,
when We were nearing Octave, a
halt Was called and as an-excuse for
letting thehorses rest and eat, 1t
was proposed that We partake Of a
lunch on the ground. And the first
thing that the railroad superin-
tendent did was to rush to a grain
bag in the rear of the rig. The
party was soon in the heat OF ex-
element, for the superintendent,
Mr.. CarrigAn, was going as if all
his wife's relatives were dead.
Every one wanted to minister to
his wants, but lie refused to be
comforted. He was heart broken.
Yes, worse than that. He had dis
covered that the beer was fractured.
AS soon as the discovery was pub
lished, there was weeping and
gnashing of teeth, as of old. Mr..
Rose, the guide, felt as badly as any
one, perhaps, unless it was poor
HoIbert, the mining engineer, and
finally when taking the sack out
to throw it il away, it was discov-
cred that only one bottle of the
precious brew was broken, leaving
the other eleven intact and all
right, and that most OF the mois-
ture had come from the melting of
the ice with which Mr.. Czarnow
ski had packed the stuff. The JOY
of the relatives of Lazarus on his
resurrection could not exceeded the
Joy of that crowd upon that find.
While all this was going on, the
editor was shopping around lhe
wagon on suspicion, and finally
the main pay streak in the shape
of well-tilled basket OF choice
viSnds, prepared by the deft hand
of Mrs. Czarnowski, was uncovered
Now, right here. let US remark that
it is a long ways between the hol
idays and Thanksgiving and we
were were ready to do justice to
that picnic. The whole crowd re,
marked that the editor had been
starved for year, and the editor
retorted that he never saw such a
thirsty lot as those four, In all his
life.
The dinner was soon over and
the drive renewed. Not very much
farther on stop was made to look
at the Commodore mine; but this
is no place to talk about a mine.
After all parties had finished look
ing the proposition over, the drive
was resumed, and we had not gone
far when it was discovered that the
guide had gotten lost. 1t was de-
cided to 60 on without him as it
was not far from the Macmillan
camp, which was our destination.
After getting to the camp it was
thought best TO 90 oil On foot. The
mining engineer said he had been
over the ground and would put in
his time hunting for the guide. Mr..
Woods, who has charge of the
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