The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1904-07-10

they've lost it, like OF Mr.. DOYLE, the
president of the Round Valley Sports
mems Club an others travels around to
preserve it. The first breed of people
do whole lot of hikin' around-'Frisco,
Del Monticos, an the like. The other
kind hits the trail now an then out
into the mountains when the lilies of
the valley gets to pryin' about what be-
come of this COW or that hog When
ever Sam Blaine, Frank Bell, or Tom
Freeman gets to searchin' around for
somethin' they've lost, then ALI Redheld
and me has to go to the mountains on a
huntin' trip. The more thorough they
make the search, the farther ALI an
go and the longer we stay. They got
so inquisitive onc't that Aft and | had
to go clear 10 Blocksburg, get a job
a-herdin' baas, an stay out all summer
But that time Ali and [ ought to a-had
to do what we did. We mad shore raised
particular fits. and our summer around
Biloxi was about enough to square the
deal Blox is funny town. It's what
OF Mr.. Doyle calls a rum old place
Why in that town, fist fight doan't
attract as much attention as dog fight.
This BIox trip of our'n was shore bad
enough, but the worst travelin' ever
had to do arose out of a joke. Some
people thinks bad actions II get you into
more trouble than jokes; but my expert
ence IS that good big joke on Round
Valley II get a man into more genuine,
sincere trouble than anythlng-eXcept
takin' a horse from some fellow that
took him from some other fellow. The
longest, orneriest trip | ever had to take
up to date to preserve my health was
over the range to Tehama County, an
it was all because of harmless joke.
stayed over the range nigh on to year,
an that shore shows how serious some
people took the joke.
"One day l was a-ridin' around lookin'
for deer over by that big Rattlesnale
Rock near where the road crosses Eel
River. l looked up the road an sees
a new rig a-comin'. l knowed it was
new rig because I didn't know the dog
a-runnin' ahead of it. Up here we al
ways know who's a-cOrnin' on a road or
a trail by the dog that runs ahead. his
here dog was a spotted dog, l never
saw the likes of him before, an he seem
ed to want to drink the river dry. Pref
ty soon the rig comes up, an damn me
II the guy a-drivin' didn't have on a
stove-pipe hat Out here, you know,
everybody but OF Mr. Doyle wears soft
hats, an he bein' the hotel-keeper an
undertaken an president of the Sports
mems Club, is allowed to satisfy his
whirn When I see that hard hat Just
nachera1ly wanted to rope that fellow
an drag him across the river, but he
was such a nice little dude-like man that
l says politely enough: Afternoon.
pardner. Amt you out of your latitude?
maybe out of my latitude says he,
but if I'm on the Round Valley Road,
I'm in my longitude
"'Well, pardner,' says I, you're on
the road all right enough, an if you keep
on a-goin' you'll shore wind up in Round
Valley, but if | was in your place I'd
either get a-other kind of head-gear or
else turn around an go back. The boys
maybe II stand for that spotted dog of
you'rn. but they're mighty touchy on
peaceable and humble like, for they
amt notoriety enough in the valley to go
round, an the buddin' aspirations OF
tenderfoots shore has to be curbed.'
- I'm thankful to you for the sug-
gestion.' says he, an shall now adopt
your advice.
With that he opens a kind of hat
alfora an puts his stove-plPe hat IN 1t,
an then from a valise he brings out a
old soldier hat. an puts it on his head.
You now looks like a white man,
saws |. AN not like a dude
L looked at his rig an see he was
some sort of a peddler.
"'You've been good to me- says he,
'a-puttin' me wise on the hat proposition,
an now to show you I'm not without
gratitude-which Is the milk of human
kindness-Tm a-goin' to give you my
last bottle of compound known as
high life" Rubbed into the hide OF
any aged animal it makes him young
again: gives him the fire OF youth, a |
steady step. a keen eye. That pinto
horse OF you'rn seems to be Old an
your dog amt no longer young. an this
compound II restore them to their prs
tine vigor.'
4 didn't know what he meant by
pristine vigor. but the rest OF what he
said was tolerably plain, an l took the
bottle an thanked him
.Good-day, pardner,' says he, a
drivin' on.
".S' long says I to him, an with that
I rode off. hOpin' TO get a buck. But
the deer wasn't plentiful, an so started /
for Covelo.
4 got there about three in the after
noon. an stopped at the blacksmith shop
to have a little chinnin' with Aft Red
field. ..if was a-Iettin' on to work at
the blacksmith shop then. Aft has let
on to work for almost everybody III
town. Whenever he makes the entire
round he'll have to move to some other
town or take to rustlin' regular or sellIn
liquor to Injuns.
or Mr.. Doyle was a-havin' his buggy
81 y. L. In Ills horse was a