The Saint Paul globe., 1905-01-01

me. and your machine for making Ham
burger steak out of the hitherto respected
art of music will be playing There's no
place like home
Henry skinned a twenty off his roll
and received from the bureau of mer
cenary dispositions a paper bearing red
seal and dialect story. and no change.
Then we got the consul full of red
wine and struck him for horoscope. He
was thin. youngfsh kind of man.
should say past fifty. sort of French Irish
in his affections. and puffed up with dis
consolation. Yes. he was a flattened kind
of man, in whom drink lay stagnant,
inclined to corpulence and misery. Yes.
] think he was a kind Of Dutchman. being
very sad and genial In his ways
as The marvellous Invention he says.
entitled the phenograph. has never be-
fore invaded these shores. The people have
never heard it, They would not believe It
If they should. Simple hearted children
of nature. progress has never condemned
them to accept the work OF a can opener
as an overture. and rag-tfme might incite
them to bloody revolution. But you can
try the experiment The best chance you
have is that the populace may not wake
up when you play There's two ways.
says the consul. they may take 1t. They
may become inebriated with attention.
like an Atlanta colonel listening to
Marching Through Georgia. . or they will
get excited and tEanspese the key OF the
music with an AK and yourselves into
dungeon. In the latter case. says. the
CONSUL III do my duty by cabling to the
state department. and III wrap the Stars
and Stripes around You when you cono
to be shot and threaten them with th6
vengeance of the greatest gold export and
financial reserve nation on earth. The
flag is full Of bullet holes now. says the
consul, sInade In that way. Twice be-
a. kroYy OOH alax5 f,f1s-
government for couple OF glnboats to
protect American citizens. The first tsme
the department sent ms a pair OF gum
boots The other time was when g man
named Pease was going to be executed
here They referred that appeal to tho
secretary Of agriculture. Let us now dis
turb the senior behind the bar Tor a SUD
sequence of the red wine
Thus soiGoauized the consul OF Sore
toe kangaroo to me and Henry Horsecoi-
lar.
But. notwithstanding. we hired a room
that afternoon In the Gale de los Angeles,
the main street that runs along the shore.
and put our trunks there. Twas good
sized room. dark and cheerful. but small.
Twas On various street. diversified by
houses and conservatory plants. The peas
antry of the city passed TO and fre on the
fine pasturaes between the sidewalks
Twas. for the world like an opera chorus
Wnea the h.3yAt fAa1oOStum u dpudt 10 Ga
ter
I'VE were rubbing the dust of the ma
chirs and getting fixed to start business
the next day when big. fne-leekins
white man In white clothes stopped at the
door and looked In. We extended the in
yitatien. and he walked inside and sized
us I'D. He was chewing long cigar and
wrinkling his eyes. meditative. like girl
trying to decide which dress to wear to
the party.
New York? he says to me finally.
" Originally. and from time to time. l
says Hasn't ii rubbed off yet?
Its SIMPLE says he. when you knew
how It's the fit of the vest They don't I
cut vests right anywhere else Coats.
maybe, but not vests.
THE white man looks at Henry Horse
collar and hesitates.
Injun.' says Henry: tame fnJun
% 1MeiHnger, says the man--' Homer T.
Mellinger. Boys. yau're confscated.
You're babes In the wood without chap
eroa or referee, and It's my duty to start
you going. I'll knock out the props and
launch you proper in the pellucid waters
OF Sore toe kangaroo You'll have to- be
christened. and II you'll come with me
I'll break bottle OF wine across your
bows, according to 5oyie.'
We'll. for two days Homer 2. Meilin-
ger did the honors. That man cut Ice In
Sore toe kangaroo. He was 1t. He was the