The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-03-13
"A Stri1,gof. Good Stories
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THE PRoDIGAI's RETURN
g OLOMON HOMER, the brilliant Choctaw Indian, said
- at his home in Caddo that he needed to be very intel
hgent and Industrious Indian who would go out into the
world and make
Many Indians, he said q go out into the world and
Of them of COURSE succeed Those who fail return
home, and that sad returning for everyone
the young whom the world has conquered and driven
back
I'll is much of welcome that the returned Indian
gets, even in his fathers house
There Black Eagle, Choctaw. He went to Chi
cago failed and back home But he afraid to 60
to his fathers house till an old man said:
8 Are you going to your father's Black Eage?
s 4 don't know the youth answered.
"Go there said the old man. for you will be very well
come. There is doubt Of it,
fHearened little, Black Eagle did go to his fathers,
and the next day he met the old man again.
1'The old smiled kindly
. SO the prodigal returned he said. And did
father kill the fatted calf?'
'No' Black Eagle answered 1he didn't kill the fatted
calf, but he nearly killed the prodgal.' =
THE GIRL AND THE BooKMAKER.
Z RANCOIs head coachman to James Hazen Hyde is of
herculean proportions for is fashionable to have
posing, gigantic men for this office.
Francois, who has worked for W. K Vanderbilt and
Mrs O. H. p Belmont and who by request led the
ton Of the Russian recently the guest of
honor at a dinner Of racing men.
The hercuean Fenchman told at this dinner story about
girl and a bookmaker
t'There girl he said who went to the races,
and attracted by the betting.
''She mingled in the crowd about the bookmakers The
excitement prevailing there communicated itself to her spirit
She approached bookmaker and said:
If put dollar horse, and it wins, how much
do get?' E
1sIf the horse starts at 60 l. the bookmaker an
swered you get SOL If it starts at 20to you get $21 If
it starts at 10 to l, you get SILL
tsThe girl still looked puzzled
'tBut she said, suppose it4sarts at 1 O'clock
. TOO WEAK TO LEAN ON
2 M BARTLETT of Omaha, who is of the directors
-. Of the American Trong association, said of hard
driver:
The man, horses keep lean and poor that they
mind me of a huckster whom knew in my boyhood.
Ths huckster drove gray horse that the thnnest
creature your mind conceive Of Its huge, long head
dropped at the end of neck that resembled
and its ribs stuck out thru the tight skin pitiably.
The huckste day left the horse in charge Of his
son. When he came back, the animal was lying the
ground. Thereupon he said angriy to the lad:
- Aha you've been leaning him again. have your :"
WHERE THERE'S NO LATITUDE
. OURKE COCHRAN, apropos Of St. Patricks day. told
- an Irish story '
There Irish schoolmaser, he said, ''who
examining class in geography one day.
''1NoW my lad he said to a clever little chap tell
what latitude is 81
''The clever little chap smiled and winked.
60 Latitude?' he said oh there's o. that in
Ireland. Sure, the English don't allow any, SIR -
NOT WANTED.
THREE American travellers met at small country hotel
They sitting the porch swapping yarns, when
farmer drove up. @--
'None of you fellers is a preacher, suppose?" he
asked.
None Of them was The farmer continued:
''You see, my hired IS dead The regular minister s
out Of town, an don't want to put the poor Teller
without religious doins of any kind thought how
maybe one of you might help me out.
It finally decided that the traveller for windmils
should say something for the ate amented' The land
lord took them out in his wagon that afternoon cheap
coffin stood two chairs Several farmers around
The windmill braced up He pitched tune for them
Then he said:
stMy friends, death is sad. But, sad it is, it must
ALL Hardly friend here prepared for death
when along it cameand-he took to his bed He had been
carrying the stock from long off, The
ton pulled him down Had this farm been supplied with
Of None Can Beat-t' wndms, capable of pump
ing 200 gallons minute this man s life would
"Hold up bit,'' interrupted the farmer. tive got
that very kind Of WINDMILL an if the pesky thing hadn It
got order an fell down Jim he here alive
Proceed brother but like not better skip Wndmls
Say somethin bout the good die young, an SO on -
But the windmill man led off with the Doxoogy and had
| the thing done in three mnues.-Tit Bits
/ EVIDENTLY
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