The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1908-10-15

md huntin' down here together in Pat
tgonia for bout three year, an had got
A thunderin big lot of furs an skins
Billy sez TO me one day, as how it 'ud
De best to take 'em to Frisco and sell
em there, as we couldn't git half the
wuth of EN- here, an, besides. we
oughter have bit of a SPELL anyway,
so | says bueno, Wen so. We hit the
trail fur Punta Arenas, where nearly
all our furs wus, and where we'd have
to ketch boat.
There wusnt nuthin' but these car.
go tramp steamers in the straits then,
and the feller in the Office there sez
as how no boat won't come for awhile
so we put mp at the Gaucho hotel,
run by a Australia, to wait till she
happened along.
We'd beer in this shack couple
o. days, an one evenin' | wus down
in the barroom havin' quiet time by
myself, when all of a sudden | hears
Billy. yelling fer me to come there
| quick. Well, | grabs my old "A,
tlinkln' he's in ser's trouble, and tears
back TO his room.
Sit down." sez he, 81 got a bally
| good scheme
slowed away the gun, disgusted.
and gave i'm some advice bout fright
enin' people with heart trouble, which
| he took on notis uf.
Look here he sez we're goin ter
make our forchin this trip, shore.
Wen rig up a couple O. inkybaters,
and fill 'em with awstrioh eggs, an
bout the time we git to Frisco
| they'll be nearly ready to hatch, an
We can sell 'em alive to these rich
sports, and mebbe some to a circus or
menagery They'll fetch fat price.
an we'd oughter git pile o coin out
| NV EN-"
Billy was proper loco bout this
scheme, an KEEP tellin' it over an
over again, an laffin' an whackin' the
table with his fist, and plannin' how
we'd spend the money. til blamed If
he didn't git me reused up too, an so
| said we'dd give ii a trial, bein's it
'ud cost nothin'.
I'd never seen inkybater on dooty
before, but Bill he'd been on a farm
up in Santa Fe, where there wus lots
NV em, and then he's a mighty handy
chap with the tools, is Bill so betwixt
us both we rugged up couple of big
boxes, and got some sperit lamps off n
schooner an put some rings in the
boxes SOS to hang 'em up in the boat
with ropes, to keep 'em from rockin'
in bad weather
That took a couple O. days, an then
we started out in camp with the hosses
an some cargo baskets with wool in
'em, to fetch the eggs. You know
how plentiful is awstrich eggs now
in December? Well, they's lot more
plentiful than days, an we got the
hosses loaded in no time.
We got the eggs to Punta Arenas,
and filled up the inkyhaters. Betwixt
'em they held more'n 400 All over
the outside of the boxes we painted
in Spanish and English: Handle
with care" an "Delikit contents"
Purity soon the old boat hove in
sight-Enslishma she wuz, bout 5000
tons.
When everything wuz aboard, Bill
went round 20 the first mate, tellin'
him bout our inkybaters, an paid i'm
ten dollars to let us put 'em up for ard
in an empty storeroom. So we drove
some big staples in the ceilin an
swung up the boxes.
EVERYTHING wus goin' so easy that me
an Bill wuz gettin' more confident in
the scheme ev'ry mint.
A woman and two kids was the only
other passengers on board cause in
them days mighty few people went up
the west coast
We figgered the eggs 'ud hatch out
bout a week after we got to Frisco,
an reckon they would have, too but
when we got up here to Callao an
loaded bit of cargo. feller, with a
bunch of soldiers, come aboard, an
said the plague had broken out an we
gotter stay in quarantine.
Well the plague got wuss an wuss,
an we had to lie there for three weeks
befo' We got away, an the cap'in uf
the boat wasn't half as mad as me an
Bill, cause We foresees that the aw-
striches are going ter hatch on board
an cause trouble
After we left Callao we couldn't cit
inter any other port til after a bunch
OF ufiishuls had nosed round fur 8
couple of days. an finally the cap'in
see that we'd be two months behind
time when we got to Frisco
4 One mornin jest befo' we got TO
Panama. Bill had look at the eggs,
an comes back madder'n a fresh.
sheared ram. He says; THE aw-
striches are comm"
| Weh!red the carpenter TO make crates
for 'em, an 1t KEEP i'm working over.
time to keep up with the demand. Bill
wouldn't let me do nothin', said he's
a proper burd financeer. an wus soin'
ter ,seep herd on 'em hisself
The capin wus BIT sore bout this
sudden cargo o. live stock, but Bill
civ i'm roll of fox skins an a
guanaco capa an some furs to the