The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-08-22

the native troops far out beyond the
clif, with instructions TO hike back to
the hotel II they scented the foe. In
casual way he led them to believe
that they wouldn't have to do much
lighting. Just take prisoners after the
new president had shaken a little
parlor magic out OF his cum. This
pleased them immensely, and they
said we were their saviors, Jupiter
Stators, and all that kind of stuff.
But we were In very disagreeable
situation. The warm climate didn't
make the 'Gazelle rags so bad for the
girls. and we men knew we could get
used to our makeup after a while. But
only a narrow strip OF beach separa-
ted us from the sharks, and Tib and
his picture game from the dusky
and bear 1t, and we were there to tote
the machine and fixings up to point
near the white cliff.
mo one troubled us that night, but
on the next a horrible screeching
aroused us from uneasy slumbers, and
when the pirate and got down into
the open we could just catch glimpse
of Tbs armor twinkling in the moon
light far ahead.
bring your shepherds horn, Ru.
pert cried Tib--he sometimes called
me by my stage name--and / obeyed
him.
"a long, lean valentine guided me
hn e. RVfp n
where Tib and Jones were stationed,
To my horror found them facing the
cliff, backs turned TO the enemy.
For Heavens sake! cried, let
us receive our wounds in the breast
and die facing the tyrant.'
when | begin to let loose Uncle
Sam, Just sound some merry lay on
the horn, ignored Tib. Give 'em
boots-and.saddles and bit of that
| Tyrolese warble.'
II was so choked up l didn't believe
could wind the horn, but Tib and
| Jones were cool enough. Tib had the
| machine all ready. and as a fearful
howl went up behind us he turned on
the illuminations. There on the cln
pranced the Fighting Seventh cavalry
while Banana Jones split the shadows
with hoarse shouts and military or.
ders, accompanying his vocal stunts
by hurting rocks among the bushes
in short, making enough noise for a
whole regiment
! An would ye save me, blow!' cried
Tib.
| Forgetting my peril really believ
ing that the brave phantoms on the
white rock stood ready to succor me
fixed my eyes on Old Glory and
gave them Dixie. Any one ought tc
fight by that tune! Between notes
could hear the great gasp of astonish
ment from the foe, as they halted
Then the cracking in the bushes be
gan TO recede, and Banana Jones
chuckled. They've vamoosed Bes
pictures ever saw
you can safely gamble that the in
surrectlonists down on the beacl
looked upon us as real warriors wher
the sun rose and brought no invaders
Tiberius was so chesty that he wanted
to pursue the enemy and incidentally
annex San Salvador. But as white
cliffs aren't always handy, we helC
him back.
well, three days passed and ouI
stage costumes began to look tar
nished. Then came the second at
tack. Our scouts said II was differ
ent party, and when they approached
the pass 1t was hardly dark enough
to operate the machine. Tib com
manded us all to follow him. and ar
ranged us in semicircle position
for the curtain raise in act II.
Nov warble!' he commanded, ant
we did, with fringe of lime.ligh
playing over our rich vestments ant
scared faces. What the enemy though
on seeing 2S fays all covered gold ant
cut glass, giving the serenade, will
never be known. But ii staggered 'em
Maize Adams and the other Venuse
sang and looked like angels, and tn,
brownies didn't care to buck VI
against a celestial choir without an.
investigation.
If you can hold 'em few minutes
Wen win in canter,' cried Tlb.
AT that we all stalked forward
few PAGES with the best Tilt of tn
whole piece pealing from our rub
lips. Then came the welcome order t
stand aside, and the faithful oil
picture gallery began to squirt photo
on the cliff. What with the howing O
the ballet, the boarse cries OF Jones
the bugle calls and prancing pictures
the brownies were held up for fail
"'See 'em rum cried Banana Jones
"Then, Just as the old One Hundre
and Fortieth infantry began trampin
by, we all, with one common impulse
insane with elation, charged the PAL
alyzed ranks in the brush, With on
long-drawn-out soreech they fed, bu
not before one beggar gave me Gu
in the leg with a big cheese knife
Tiberius would run amuck, and 500
distanced us, the twinkling and clanl
ing Of his tin suit only revealing hi
whereabouts. When the compan
caught up with him he was trying :
lift a good'sized chest in his arms.
"It's probably full of tortillas, rt
marked the pirate, after we had rt
I a a 4.