Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1907-04-10
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SPENDERSI
A Tale of the Third Generation
By HARRY LEON WILSON
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Copyright, By Lothrop Publishing Company,
CHAPTER XVI.

DIGNITY OF HIS HOUSE.
In the shade of the piazza at the
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 no
mean literary skill. There was let
ter from one of the maids at the High
tower for whose mother Mrs. Bines
had secured employment in the family
OF friend; a 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 ladys employer.
saying she would not so much mind
her laziness If she did not aggravate
it 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 l
helped. They call her husband the
Terrible Iceman.'
But this is just the season for ice
mem"
Well confessed his mother, with
manifest reluctance. hes q prize
tlehter, or something
Percival gasped.
and he had a chance to make
some money, only tho 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 a law
passed against it, and of course it isn't
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
I saw Dox one night last winter He
didn't have 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?'
Il promised to take ten tickets"
said Mrs. Bines. Il must send them a
check"
But what are they?" her son insist
ed: "egg-candlers may be all right,
but what are butter drivers Are you
quite sure its respectable: Why, |
ask you. should an honest man wish
to drive buttero That shows you what
life IN great city does for the NOR
ally weak. Look out you don't get
mixed up in it 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 shudder Of extreme
repugnance
And here's a notice about the ex-
curslonO of the St. Johns Guild. I've
been on four already, and l 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
t1oatlng hospital, with two men in little
boats behind to pick up those that fall
oVerboard-and really it's wonder
any OF them live through the summer
IN that cruel city. Down in Hester
street the other day four of them had
a slice Of watermelon from Mr.. Sill
vlnsky's stand on the corner and when
l saw them they were actually eating
the hard. green rind. 1t was enough
to kill horse"
well, have your own fun" said her
son, cheerfully. Here's a letter from
Uncle Peter l must read
He drew his chair aside and began
the letter:
Montana City, July p 1900.
Dear Pete: Your letter and Martha's
rec q, and glad to hear from you leave
latter part of this week for the mtns
Late setting out this season acct. rhu-
matlz caught last winter that laid me I'm
all spring. 1t was so mortal dull here
with you folks gone that l went out with
locating party to get the NJ P branch
located ahead of the Short Line folks
50 while you were having your fun there
was having mine here, and had it good
and plenty.
The worst weather I ever did see and
! have seen some bad. Snow six to eight
rect on Level and the mercury down as
10" 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
~, north of Red Bank Canyon. but it
wasn't as easy as it sounds
JAM ., alter 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 l 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
TOUR 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
pad ne said the bare sight of food made
him gag. ] think he was liar, because
ne wasn't troubled none after we got to
supplies again, but couldn't do anything
with him, and so I lived high and come
out SICK 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
WINNING. 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
other tive and went on till snow was too
deep. Left the horses where four out of
five died and carried supplies the rest of
the way on our backs. Moved camp again
on our backs and got caught in a. biz
1ard and nearly all Of US got our last freeze
up that time. Finally Chinook opened
the river and took boat up to get the
abandoned GaNn Cot rfr61A 10 Lo.S>.