Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1905-02-18

do you think has brought me here to
ughtp'
To see u.s." we supposed.
Well that of course; but do you
think it 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 them?'
He has brought us something nice to
cat" 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 fire.
| quently employed to carry them to the
! manager He thus gained admission be
| hind the scenes, while his acquaintance
! with the hiIl-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
~ referred to it as the abode of Satan.
and the house of sin--wordS which ven
uIed to quote to our tempter.
Abode of fddlesticksr" he cried irrev-
erently; how jolly green you are to be-
lleye what that snuflling old hypocrite
tells YOU. It's the joliest and loyeliest
place in the world. Abode of Satan?
It's more like the abode of angels, Why.
the women are the beautifulest creatures
you ever saw-such a treat after carrots
aud gooseberry eyes down stairs"
We Shivered with alright at the terms
applied by this daring renegade to the
Rey Obadiah and his daughter The
power of the strong mind over the weak
or is well known. We were fatuouslv
Weak-mere puppets in the hands of this
experienced boy of the world.
lie produced two coins from his pock-
ct, and before we knew what we were
about, he had initiated us into another of
the SINS stigmatized by our tutor-toss-
ing. The fates decided in my favor. |
tried to get out Of it, but such was
the irresistible influence that Cook exer-
clsed over us that we had no power to
struggle against his will, and | felt my
self compelled to acquiesce in his pro
posal that | should hold myself ready
any night that | heard pebble thrown
against the window to arise, dress my
sell, descend into the garden and make
for the theater The cold perspiration
started from every pore at the thought
hut with trembling voice, | promised
for all that.
Shaking hands with us all round. and
reminding ME once more Of my appoint
ment with threats Of vengeance if fail
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 1t 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 | could scarcely
repress a cry, SO excitedly nervous had |
become | gently opened the window and
looked out, There was Josiah, looking
up at me.
Come on" | heard him whisper.