Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1908-08-05
CAMD CORN
AMD LUCK
TaIo Of an Arizona silver Lode.

Mistah Corn. Mistah Corn,
shouted a rage threading his wa
among the tables in the cafe Of an up
tcwn hotel the other evening
well, even if he has missed corn
liz makes more fuss about it than my
old friend Cand Corn did when he
lost his" remarked an Arizona mits
ing man to his companion. It's a
unique story, and as true as I'm sitting
here and that we're going to have an
other bottle" he continued.
"Cand Corn's real name was The
ophilus Peterson, or something like
>thnt. Because he was so tall and scras
ely, and looked so much like the breed
of cactus we call the Arizona caadie
we called him at first 'Cand for short.
II was not until recent years that he
became known from the Pecos to the
Colorado by his full name, Cand Corn,
that sticks to him yet, though believe
he is touring Europe in his motor car
this summer.
When | first saw Cand l was rest
ing at Brent's trading post, which isn't
down on any map, but which looks big
ger than New York as It sticks up in
desert. Cand was typical south
western prcspector, luclxless and full
of hope He left hts tired hurro brows-
ing on the bunch grass by the road
side, and after inviting Brent and me
to have a drink get down to business.
Say, Brent he remarked, let me
have pair of shoes-biggest you've
got
Brent looked doubtfully at his feet.
Must have somethin',' went on
Csnd. I've been prospectin' for four
months, an you can see for yourself
my foot mits is plumb gone. If you
can't fix me out I'll have to send to
albuquerque. That's the cuss OF
hayin' the biggest feet in the terri
tory
store were palpably too small, but
Cand squeezed them on He had to-
His feet were pretty badly cut UP al
ready by the sharp stones and cactus
"Cand laid up at Brent's that night
and as we were both bound the same
way, we hit the trail together at dawn
next morning. We had to go into camp
early that evening on Cand's account
His burning aching feet refused tc
move any further. When he got his
SHOES off he seemed to taste for few
minutes the delights Of heaven, but
soon his feet began to burn again, and
kept it up all night. In the morning
he did some artistic scroll saving with
q jackknife before trying to put on his
shoes, and provided an outlook on the
smiling world for the toes that huri
him worst. Thenceforth his agony
was not quite so acute.
'By the tis1Je we got to Hillsborc
! Cand had the choicest assortment o.
corns that ever grew on any mans
feet but after a few days rest all but
one disappeared
Zone day he hobbled over to Nose
Sibley's blacksmith's shop.
Say, Nose, let me have hammel
and cold chisel for a while, will you
I've gotta little repairin' to do
.
Sure, answered Nose. Help your
self to anythin' in the shop
"Cand took a big sledge and q COLI
chisel and went over to a big bowlde
near the blacksmiths shop. Then h'
4 kicked OF the sheepskin slippeF b
i had been wearing, and deliberatel!
chiseled OF his toe. OF course, h'
ought to have died Of blood POISONING
Oh something Of that kind, but hi
didn't
sNext morning before breakfast h
4 cided to bury the toe, and started die
ging its grave. He felt SO sore agains
1 1t that he planned to dig hole at leas
six feet deep, put the toe at the bot
tom, fiji the hole with earth and rock
Isand ron the biggest boulder available
on the top of II ALI
HE had dug down about three fee
! when he struck solid rock, He scrape'
the loose earth and small stones oui
thinking II was only q small bowlde
that he could get rid Of IA some man
ner. Then he had AT Of the tru
miners ecstasy, for that rock wa
gtraaked and veined with native alive