Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1906-10-04
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A TaIe,of the Third Generation
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BY HARRY LEON WILSON
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CHAPTER XVI.
Copyright. by Lothrop Publishing Company.


Hotel Mayson next morning there was
sorting out Of the mail that had been
forwarded from the hotel in New York.
The mail of Mrs. Bines was a Joy to
her son. There were three convention
al begging letters, heart-breaking In
their pathos, and composed with ne
mean literary skill. There was a let
ter from one of the maids at the High
tower for whose mother Mrs. Bines
had secured employment in the family
of a friend position, complained the
daughter, lin which she finds constant
hard labor caused by the quantity ex-
pected of her to attend to-" There was
also letter from the lady's employer,
saying she would not so much mind
her laziness if she did not aggravate
1t by drink. Mrs. Bines sighed de-
spairingly for the recalcitrant.
And who's this wants more help
until her husbands profession picks
up AGAIN." asked Percival
"Oh, that's a poor little woman I
helped. They call her husband the
Terrible Tceman.'"
But this is just the season for Ice
mem"
WELL" confessed his mother, with
manifest reluctance, he's a prize
fohter, or something"
Percival gasped.
and he had a chance to make
some money, only the man he fought
against had some of his friends drug
this poor fellow before their-their
meeting-and so Of course he lost If
he hadn't been drugged he would have
won the money, and now there's law
passed against it, and Of course it isn't
a very nice trade, but l think the law
ought to be changed. He's got to live"
Il don't see why; not if he's the man
! saw box one night last winter. He
didn't have a single excuse for living.
And what are these tiCkets-'Grand
Annual Outing and Games of the Egg
Gamblers & Butter Drivers Association
at Suffers Harlem River Park. Ticket
Admitting Lady and Gent, One Dollar
Heavens! What is it?"
81 promised to take ten tickets"
said Mrs. Bines. II must send them a
Sheck."
But what are they?" her so1 insist
ed; egg candlers may be all right,
but what are butter drivers? Are you
quite sure it's respectable? Why, l
ask you, should an honest man wish
to drive butter? That shows you what
life in a great city does for the NOR
ally weak. Look out you don't get
mixed up in 1t yourself, that's all I
ask. They'll have you driving butter
first thing you know. Thank heaven!
thus far no Bines has ever candled an
egg-and as for driving butter" he
stopped, with a shudder of extreme
repugnance.
And here's a notice about the ex-
cursions of the st. Johns Guild. I've
been on four already, and want you
TO get me back to New York right
away for the others. If you could only
see all those babies we take out on the
boating hospital, with two men in little
soats behind to pick up those that fall
oVerboard-and really it's a wonder
any of them live through the summer
IN that cruel city. Down in Hester
street the other day four of them had
slice OF watermelon from Mr.. Sill
Flnsky's stand on the corner and when
saw them they were actually eating
the hard, green rind. 1t was enough
10 kill a horse"
e. ."Well have your own fun" said her
son, cheerfully. Here's a letter from
Gncle Peter | must read"
He drew his chair aside and began
The letter:
49, Montana City, July p. 1900.
Dear Pete: Your letter and Martha's
reed, and glad to hear from you. leave
latter part Of this week for the mtns
Late setting out this season acct. rhu-
matiZ caught last winter that laid me I'D
al spring. 1t was SO mortal dull here
with you folks gone that l went out with
locating party to get the M P. branch
located ahead Of the Short Line folks
So while you were having your fun there
j was having mine here, and had it good
and plenty.
The worst weather ever did see. and
] have seen some bad. Snow six to eight
feet on level and the mercury down as
low as 62 with an ornery fierce wind. We
lost four horses froze to death, and all
but two of the men got froze up bad. We
reached the head Of Madison Valley Feb.
Is. north of Red Bank Canyon, but 1t
wasn't as easy as 1t sounds.
Jan. 8, after getting out Of supplies, we
abandoned our camp at Riverside and
moved 10 m. down the river carrying what
we could on our backs. Met pack train
with few supplies that night, and next
day / took part of the force in boat to
meet overdue load of supplies. We got
froze in the ice. Left party to break
through and took Billy Brue and went
ahead to hunt team. Billy and me lived
four days on one ID. bacon. The second
day Billy took some sickness so he could
not eat hardly any food; the next day he
was worse, and the last day he was so
bad he said the bare sight of food made
him gag. l think he was liar, because
he wasn't troubled none after we got to
supplies again, but couldn't do anything
with him, and so / lived high and come
out slick and fat. Finally we found the
team coming in. They had got stuck in
the river and we had to carry out the load
on our backs. waist-deep in running water.
see some man in the east has a fad for
breaking the ice in the river and going
swimming. l would not do 1t for any fad.
Slept In snowdrift that night in wet clothes
mercury 40 below. Was is days going 80
miles. Broke wagon twice, then broke
sled and crippled one horse Packed the
d other FIVE and went on till snow was too
deep. Left the horses where four out of
ave died and carried supplies the rest of
the way on our backs. Moved camp again
on our backs and got caught In a bliz-
tard and nearly all OF us got our last freeze
up that time. Finally a Chinook opened
the river and took a boat up to get the
abandoned camp Got froze in harder
than ever and HAD to walk out. Most OF