The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-02-14

not IL said friend could keep UP with
him..
Not dead?'' says ne, gittin' white.
Where is he, them"
Under this cage. Want to see him."
"Ah, nc" yells Nuttree. "Can he not
upleap?"
He can-some.' I says but not fer
enough" an Nuttree let out another
yell. Every time Nuttree'd holler, the
monks'd jine in, an I'd skip to the edge
O. the cage. an look at the lions tail;
an every time he'd be wsvin' the tip
Of Il a mite quicker 1 grabbed Nut
tree, an drug him to the edge, an pint
ed to the tail, an explained things to
him.
"Nuttree," says ]. Il don't think he
can git up, but I hain't nowsys anxious
to have him try, so you an the monks
have got to hold yer clack. But what
troubles me most is that we can't git
down, unless-say, Nutty. BY thun-
der I've got an idee, Yes. sir, an If
it works, I'll hunt that lion back to his
waitin' bride quick"
What for an idee is it?'' he says.
You'll see" 1 says, IF il works. I'm
goin' to git down from this perch. an
git out You stay here. If you keep
quiet. ] don't think he'll try agin."
The cage we was on was the first
one, as ye come in the alley. an the
door was close to it. I thought If 1
could climb down. without maxim no
noise, till I got close to the floor, I could
make q skip to the door, fore the lion
could turn himself, fer he hadn't much
room- Well, sir, done it, I slid down
the front Of the cage. till my feet wasn't
more'n yard from the lions tail. Then
give myself a powerful whirlin' push.
mt 4
touched the ground. I jumped fer the
door. unlocked It, got through, slammed
II, an 1t ketched. The lion came agin
1t. slam, bang, an heered Nuttree an
all tie monks screechin', an the lion
roarin'. I skipped through the next
room-full Of stuffed birds, an SIGH
an ] was dreadful uneasy. for, thinks I.
what if ] have disremembered? But l
hadn't No, sir There II was, Jest 20
the side O. the big front door. 1t was
made out o boiler iron, I jedge. from
the heft Of it, an had belonged to Gus
tus the Strong.
Gus was heavyweight, but he
wasn't no talier'n me, an I calculated
II | could git into it, wouldn't ask no
ODDS Of all the lions in Afriky. What
why, armer Sure-suit O. armer. /
spose / thought of IL, from bein' con-
nected with the name. fer so long, in
the cattle business. Wei, got into it.
duickern ye'd think. an grabbed the
club That went with tit had an iron
nub on the end. with spikes in it-an'
started back. It was too loose fer me,
an the piece my head was in was too
high, an KEEP wObblin' SOS I couldn't
keep the eve holes in front, an I KEEP
0umpin' into things, an maxim noise
ike lot O. loose tin roofs in a bliz-
zard, but 7 come 10 the door. an after
fui1olin' fer a spell I opened it. an
str led into the areny.
FRIEND I've sized We I'D as 3 man
mats read an knows the way they fit
beasts, into the Roman coIlyseem. Well.
l wish We could a seen me. I ketched
Just one glimpse o the audience-the
MONKS an Nuttree. sittin' on the edge
Inc cage-then my headpiecs twist
60 way round an 7 couldn't see moth
IN, but I knew bout where 7 was. ar
where the lend oughter be. If he hsdnt
moved I walked for'ard. SLOW. an KEEP
twistin' that darned iron pot hopin' I'd
GIT the holes opposite my eyes, but l
couldn't
Where is he. Nutty?' I Wells.
could hear his voice answerin' but
couldn't understand him-sounded like
a hive o bees
Louder. Nutty." says 7. louder. I
cant hear We an ] can't see moth n
Where is he77
Which way do you look >" he hoIiers.
Behind yoJ-iH frout-no. behind Ach.
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