The Black Hills union and western stock review. [volume] (Rapid City, S.D.) 1904-19??, 1909-12-10

last!' LAUNDERING old concern-eh, Pei
tiers? Great contrast to the automo-
| bile.
Whats that ant-hill out at sea? 1t
isn't the sea, though, is it? It's land;
gray sand, vow. And so that is Mont
Standardized? Curious Used to be
on land, eh, and then got to be on sea? ?.
1t appears to me that we have quite
a drive before us yet. Looks to me to
be three or four miles. What do you
say, Peters? OF course l don't know,
how big the mont Is, SO l have moth
ing to judge the distance by; but
should say three miles at least.
Great Scott! how hot the sun is,
and no matter how gayly we lumber
along, the mont looks to be equally
distant. What is this road we're on,
anyway? Seems to be a highway in
the most literal sense of the word.
Dixie, Ell? Built on purpose for tour
lists, ! suppose-the American tourists
before all, I'll bet.
We'll, so that is the mont close to.
Appears to just comfortably cover up
the whole island. Curious collection
of houses and staircases topped OFF by
church. However, my main care at
this moment isn't what we've come to
see, but how in thunder we're to get
down to see it. Well, the people line
up pretty thick, and they have the adj
ditional joy of knowing that every last
one of us is tourist. That's one
good thing about America, Peters, you
can travel there without being tour
list. You pay stiff price for very lit
tie, but that Titles good, and the
game ends with 1t.
We'll, Yvonne, think you'd better
go down first. You go next, Lee. You
and !, Peters, will wait and take our
time. vow, I'm not very keen on
this descent. Just hold my hat, will
you? Here, you, down there, hold this
ladder steady. Peters, where's the
bottom? vow l.
Safe at last! quaint old place-old
wall with gate in 1t, Ell! Fishing
rods and oars all about; when does
the tide come in? Faster than a horse
can gallop, Ell? Well, that must be
sad for the horse. Anyhow, l didn't
ask how fast it came in; asked
when it would come in next. Wen,
ask some one An hour after we
leave, eh? Interesting. But come on; ;
let's go up to Nine. Poulard Aine and
eat the omelet. and then we can climb
around some. You walk on, Yvonne,
and order the luncheon, and Mr.. Pc
tiers and will come leisurely after.
"And SO this is the famous omelet-
place. Well, in we go. Quaint-very
quaint. Look at the chickens turning
on the spit and dripping in trough.
My, but they look good! Nine. Pou-
lard herself, isn't it? Good day,
ma'am; bon jour-bon jour. Glory,
what a smile, stereoscoped and illum;
mated! Makes me think of the china
cats head that we used to put can.
die inside of when l was kid Do we
60 upstairs? Eat up there, eh!
Quaint-very quaint. Every fellow
did what he pleased to these walls
evidently. Well. Peters, let's sit
down."
"And so we now set out to clint
Mont-Saint-Michel. Picturesque flight
of steps. No, l don't mind climbing
exercise. Curious little wind
ing walk; old woman with baskets Il
!; sell. No, we don't want any; go way
go way. Terrible nuisance such, peo
pie. Here's another with yellow flow
i ers. No. no, go way, you-and an
. i 9TH 1r,}th IN
]. Well. that's pretty tall flight o.
steps. isn't it, Peters? But l guess
we can make it. Where's Yvonne.
I, Ahead, Ell? Well, presume those
two fellows can look out for her
}, Let's stop and look at the view. Fine
I, view! AS l was saying, Peters. II
, was too bad the way we broke up al
j Wire. really felt mean over leaving
as we did. What did you say? Non
/ sense; none Of that, Peters, none o.
that. But will say one thing for her:
i She certainly was woman of grea'
Il perception--always thoughtful FOL
}, others. Did you notice how she
! used to push the ash-receiver toward
me? It's things like that that make {
man comfortable. Astonishing tina
such woman should never marry
j Well, let's go on. Not more than 81
!, more steps and two flower women t.
"a get over. Peters, have you observed
] how many stairs there are in Europe
1t fairly bristles with them. We &
] pretty nearly stairfree with us, ant
j, over here it's stairs from dawn till
j, Great Scott, will you look at them!
oh. I never can go up there, never!
j, We may as well go back. II you wan,
L to, you can go up; but couldn't pos
sibly see anything that would com
i pensate me for those steps. I'll bel
il there are 10, 900. and like as not there
are more beyond. I'm going bacl
n and sit with Nine. Poulard Aine TIL
i! it's time to go. You go on alone
,IJust tell him we won't want any Of
those osyster-shell pincushions first
Twin you? Then you 60 on by your
y self, Peters, I've had enough"
Song.
i oh! like q queens her happy, tread,
4 And like d queens her golden head!
Il But oh! at last. when all, ts5said,
Il Her woman's heart for mel
i we wandered where the river cleaned,
Il Meath oaks that unused and pines that
4 IA Wild thing 81 the woods she seemed.
60 proud and pure and free!
II - -, is5i t.szi5saa. Boz