Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1906-03-15
Broke Out In a New Place

Broke Out In a New Place
1t is now asserted by many hat
valuable clues have been obtained as
to the abiding places Of a certain
class Which of late has done more or
less intruding among citizens, some
claiming that they are the Fletcher
Avenue selects, while others assert
That there has been unusual activity
ana that suspicious characters have
been seen on Tin Can Alley about
that hour of the evening. An OBJ
server who might have seen the
marauders pounce down on the peace
able home OF Mr.. and Mrs. G. S. HUI
Thursday evening would have declar-
ca that Fletcher Avenue must have
run little zig-zag, or Tin Can AL
ley on the bias, to include the vari-
Gus characters, the like of which the
reservation would not have been cap
able of furnishing. Indians! Well.
yes. Three of them. You may have
seen them on the streets often and
had your suspicious, and half wonder
cd how it could be that they were al
lowed to remain on the reservation.
Ihere were n.en and women of his
torlc note SO real and true to char
acter represented as to make guessing
easy.
Who, seeing Miss Bake in somber
mood, arrayed in most befitting head
gear, long chain with cross attached,
about her neck, and book in hand,
could think OF any one but the ever
patient Evangeline in quest of her
lost lover.
Mrs. Harry Wood, seated comfort
ably in an easy chair and true to
the name, was Barbara Fritchie of
old. Mrs. D. Bernard with the
good old fashioned curls dangling at
her ears and constantly S titching at
her flag, was the maker of the first
flag. Let's see, who was she?
Strutting around in gorgeous CO.'S
tune and plume in hat was Mr.. Har-
ry Wood, guessed by some as the Gar
OF Russia, by others as President
Castro, till finally landed as-not
John Alden-but the ether fellow.
Mrs. John W. Thomas had scarcely
entered the door with her reaping
hook and meager handful of wheat
heads before she was named Ruth,
the CLEANER. Mrs. Geo. Bernard,
robed in white and persistently
haunting Mr.. Kiser who carried an
emblem of ham with big letter 81"
attached, was Hamlet's ghost.
While individual traits had much
to do with the selection of characters
some were less Indicative. How
many would detect in Miss Jennie
Wood the amiable qualities of a hum
BILE Maud Muller till seeing her tot
ing her little rake around? John W.
Thomas equipped with disguise and
trinkets enough to be taken for safe
buster or sea pirate, was, as usual,
a conundrum until named Capt.
John Smith. Not all could recall the
poem ''The Man with the Hoe," but
Geo. Bernard did not lug his hoe
around IN vain: Hay Seed with his
pitch fork guessed it the first crack
out Of the box. GSod Boy.
Those present who did rot repre-
sent anyone but themselves did some
good guessing nd all had pleasant
time at game and such like till a
late hour. Those who came with a
special compartment for storing up
coffee were sadly disappointed, while
the ice cream e! tLusiast had his inn
ing. Oh, dear me, enough to freeze
the whole crowd stiff! Ard cakes of
all kinds, except pancakes.
After spending the evening in this
palatial home, adorned with a grand
collection of the most beautiful plants
and flowers, everyone had come to
feel ''just like at home'', and many
OF the men who have grown careless
in the habit of.leaving their homes
without saying goodbye or kis: ing
tEeir wives, absent-mindedly left
without doing either. Pleasant
evening? Well, 1 hould eay!
The Churches.