Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1905-02-17

40 you think has brought me here to-
rightY
ITO see u.s." we supposed.
Well, that Of course; but do you
think 1t would be the thing in me to
come and make your mouths water with
the story Of all these nice things, unless
! had something to pop into themT'
He has brought us something nice to
eat" was the idea suggested. But when
he unfolded the meaning Of his symbol
ical speech, our hairs positively stood on
end. OF all the delights experienced by
him In his new sphere of life that upon
which he most glowingly dilated was the
theater. His master printed the bills
for that establishment, and he was IRE
quently employed to carry them to the
manager. He thus gained admission be-
hind the scenes, while his acquaintance
with the bill-sticker gained him an Occa-
siOnal order for the pit. His proposal
was to present us with some of these or
ders.
You can toss up which shall go first,
and when old Porter thinks you're snug
in bed, you can just drop down that tree,
take run and there you are at the the,
alter"
We knew no more about a theater
than we did about the Temple Of Isis.
except that the Rev. Obadiah occasional
ly referred to it as the abode Of Satan,
and the house of sin-words which ven
tuIed to quote to our tempter.
Abode of iddlestieks" he cried ifrev-
erently; how jolly green you are to be-
lieve what that snuf1ing old hypocrite
tells you! It's the jolliest and loveliest
place in the world. Abode of Satan?
It's more like the abode of angels! Why,
the women are jlls heautifuIest creatures
you ever saw-such a treat after carrots
and gooseberry eyes down stairs
We shivered with alright at the terms
applied by this daring renegade to the
Rev. Obadiah and his daughter. The
power of the strong mind over the weak
er is well known. We were fatuously
weak-mere puppets in the hands Of this
experienced boy Of the world.
He produced two coins from his mock
ct, and before we knew what we were
about, he had initiated us into another of
the sins stigmatized by our tutor-tuss-
ing. The fates decided in my favor. |
tried to get out OF it; but such was
the irresistible influence that Cook exer-
cised over us that we had no power to
'NAHo9A0 NSoAhoN HIS Will anu 4 ltlL
self compelled to acQuiesce in his pro-
posal that should hold myself ready
any night that l heard a pebble thrown
against the window to arise, dress my
self, descend into the garden and make
for the theater. The cold perspiration
started from every pore at the thought;
but, with trembling voice, l promised,
for all that.
Shaking hands with us all round. and
reminding me once more OF my appoint
ment, with threats Of vengeance il fall
ed, this wonderful phenomenon scrambled
out Of window, and in a few seconds we
heard him thud upon the ground be-
meath.
Friday evening came. Eight o'clock
was our hour for bed. It so happened
that on that particular night Mr.. Porter
hurried us away rather earlier than
usual
Crack There he was! My heart leap
ed into my mouth, and l could scarcely
repress cry, so excitedly nervous had l
become. ! gently opened the window and
looked out. There was Josiah, looking
up at me.
Come on l heard him whisper.