The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-01-30
Copyright by S. S. Mcclure Company.

wanderin' thru the woods. echoin' an
lonesome, not findin' a Twin thing, an
it fair chucked a freeze into me.
T looked UP at the sun, which was
shinin', warm an pleasant, an / says
out loud: you're the only thing that
sees meme, Bill Hendricks-dyin'
here by inches, an you don't Garcia
darn, do you ?''--a@:If-I had a qua I ID
have pulled up an shot at it, It riled
me so. ss
Well, sir, I'd got so cast with the
i-dee that it had come my time to pass
in, that when I heard an answerin'
Whoop / thought my ear sight, was
WOrkin' a game on me.
Then it popped into my head that
some Injuns useter hunt in the brush,
so looked to where the sound came
from, expectin' to SCI 3 g buc & hea Y
into sight. i ~ n ,.ss rs -
The bushes cracked an, parted
an there ! stood that dod-gasted,
shrivelled-up, hide bound little supe!
'Sure!iI thinks to myself. Sure. OF
course! Anybuddy might have known
you'd be where you didn't have no
business to be!' But all I said was
"Hello!'''
'Hello!" says he, an he took a step
forrud.
Keep back! Blast yereslxin, keep
I
Why, what's the rnatterg.'',' says. he.
Now, when I first see him [ felt so
GOd-forsaken that I was almost glad,
but in q minute it came over me how
foul was fixed, an for man as
proud an sassy as I'd allus been, to
take help from a galoot' I'd made a
| long eared jackass of was a. hard. pill,
I felt like sayin' ,:.Nothin' is, the mat
ter; run: on about your business!" an
goin' down Ikea gentleman. But be-
! fore could say that got madden yet
at the hull shootin'. match, lost what
little sense ever had an cussed that
Teller red, black. and blue.
Matter ! winds UP. Why, Tn
| stuck in this four-ply, .forty-time be
}darned-to-hell-an ack-ag'in quick
sand. What of it ?" says I, which was
1 pretty poor play for az man in my cir
cumstances.
| At the word "quicksand" he stepped
back-it amt pleasant sound-bu1
he locke dat me steady.
1 !! Il amt much of a man from your
standpoint, Bill" says he, but I'm
altogether too much Of man not tc
! try my darnedest to get you out Of
this, even if you have done me dirt,
he says. Whats the first act?" OF
lWords to that effect. !: 800
| i looked at him an he tine. Their
! I thinks. IT wonder. if$syou have go
the right stuff in your SO IT says
:Perhaps youscould feelEa way out fol
me-it's risky, but you might make it.
"Ill try it, anyhow" says he, tho
he got blue around the gills.
aV With yeyz For the 1 pst e guss
! ton was only to- try his sand-thert
wasn't any sense in it.
Mo- says he.
l. ThenI see he had an ak
Can you. drop that tree SO it'll fail
l near me" Z asks.
! He. lit into the: tree, IS withou
ansW say, he ulassWing a,
inches thick an'sEfe1led the tree SO tru,
that it come down right over my head
but too high UP for me to reach.
Then he crawled out on it an
stretched his arms down to me.
Shake, pardner.n says I. as
7 did have a funny side to it.
'EE4%Well, the tussle began, for I Wasn'
out Of the hole yet by a durn sight
Each inch I'd gain that sand would
! go: "su-oop!' like it was growlin' a
somebody whom they can't find ant
whom you must find for them. H.
! must have a pretty good knowledge O.
the tenants Of every other office build
ing in the city; so when people ge
mixed on the buildings, as they Otter
do, you can help them on their way
'"The freak citizen who wants to turf
the elevator into carryall and tn
visiting person who is either afraid o
the cars or who insists on paying TO
the privilege of riding on: them, is ais,
one of the troubles of a starters, life
I have hard times wrestling with tn
female who wants to take her dog O.
her baby carriage with her when sh
goes aloft and who can't understan,
what the agent of the building mean
in not allowing her to use the car TO
the purpose.
Then there is the enterprising bool
, agent or collector who will break int
any place not padlocked on the in
inside. He pays no attention to tn