Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-12-29

y In the previous paragraph mer
toned Major Hamilton. If there eve
was square man, old Gus was him
hope the Lord has spared him to
! good old age. II he is still alive, pleas
ask him If he remembers the one
+, eighth gallon that he presented m
4 with from that demijohn that he go
from friends in Cleveland, Ohio. Will
we were in camp at Little Rock, AM
that Col. Kit got away with, before
even had time to sample 1t. That is al
interesting incident in itself, but woult
take too much time and space to re
late it. t#
| Then there was Lieut.. e. M. B. Scott
Scott and Il we're very close, %intimat;
friends. One evening in Little Rock
he and attended the theater. It was
a rude affair, thrown together mostly
by the soldiers after we had captured
that city. The seats were Of long
boards seat up on an incline, an aisle
running between An alarm of fire was
given, and sure enough the stage soon
after blazed out The audience ran
scrambled, jumped and choked that lit
tie aisle-Scott jumped up and was
about to jump down into the surging
crowd that was baked at the inward
swinging door. I caught him and
yelled, for Gods sake, sit down
We'll get OUT" But he was frantic and
did make the leap, about ten feet down
right in the surging mass. Just at that
moment the door gave way and Scott
fell on 1t and went, toboganing down
the stairway When the crowd had
thinned out quietly got up and walked
.leisurely out. found Scott out in the
street. badly shaken up, disheveled and
clothing badly torn. One side of his uni
form coat was torn completely off, in
the tail pocket Of which was roll Of
$50 worth Of postage stamps that he
had bought at the postotflce- for the
boys of his company. r, that was lost,
and we never found it.. G, 5F,a; !,
But I must turn now to the
ludicrous. CASTOR was the first man to
brave the dawn of civilization in a tall
beaver hat. He was quite a Top in those
days-dressed neatly and nearly al
ways wore low cut shoes. There were
no sidewalks, executing here and there
a board or two laid lengthwise over
mud-hole or swampy place. and the
street crossings were provided with
stones set up on end. about sixteen
inches apart. One evening CASTOR came
out radiantly wardrobed-it had been
raining nearly all day. but the evening
came out fine. Say. now. I know who
lid lit. but honestly it was not /. al
though CASTOR accused me of it be-
cause was the only one caught-too
clumsy TO run as the guilty ones did.
The fellows who got away had
string across the stepping
stones end awaited Gastcn's return
trip. When others came along they
lowered the string c't of sight. It was
quite dark. but you know us early set
tiers could see almost rs good In the
dark as in tho lieht-when CASTOR
how" in sight. In went the strinc. and
as he einger1y ,s+or,,od from ore stone
IN another, Suddenly that beautiful
shinv beaver hat was toppled from his
head. and the s,,'t7ennoes Of the act
rnhorse' him and he s,ipped O, the
stones I'D sn-a -'led all cr+ in tho
r"d ard mire. It'd I laugh? Vo"ld
you9 TO not rcrre',- her il CASTOR
r-arried any one Of tho girls ~'hom he
relied IRON fre-rnrtlv--i, fact. he
faded frnr, my me-,orv. hut If vet eliva
I assure bin row 8, tive evening Of nv
lie thnt was rot r"ilty If nrenohiug
tic brjl'iancy OF THAT plug hat for
ever.
S~"4'cir~ Of r'r~5 hits calls tn mimi
r. w. Tet+c. tho f,-~t hand r,c-do~n in
~ro presented re with a
fine nluc hat On tho occasion Of nv
, 80 ~
,.-.c;.> 3, tr,-;r- ~ "crarl tho name re
iha "S-rrv 1irr'' who wns Rctts' cI,ief
clerk. 'n. Two cot ',ir, dcw, as c,,e Of
the iollv. hertz ',ovs Of TINT time.
Thnn came thu iaf1ntv. ele~an+
Frcrchr'an tailor VII, "cut the cloth
ard fitted F1nrcrcr Bonancrte. by
~cr!" all rirht there in Betts' store
The first tai'or that ] now remember
was p criet little .Iew who tai1ored AMI
lived in the little frame bri'din~ rirht
acro-e tl,o street n>,o-itc tho r-cnde"-
FIJI 2-storv brick th"t Neville b,,ilt, ard
which was occupied nv the Courier and
pcstcfice when T left Al Barnes was
chief clerk in the Dostcff"e-I think
Major Hamilton was running the
Courier and was postmaster. and
amon~ all Of hem I am 1crrv Tint
cannot recall the ramo Of t1,e chief en-
yineer at the crank If the old TAYLOR
cylinder that ground out the Daily
Courier. Well in time there came.
think. Flmendorf. as tailor Cor was
Il he who owned a drug store in which
Bill Koontz was acknowledgements
At any rate. the tailor now am con-
had iust escaped from the
German army. He trfei to teach us
TO stem and walk like a
Dutch soldier. fret touching the floor
IF ground on the ball OF the foot. let
ting the heels come down noiselesslv.
He conld do it. and always walked that
wav. Can you? never became pro-
ficient at it-one reason. perhaps. I
most always had stone bruises on nv
hoofs; then. again. 1t was, in1practi.
cable to consume time in such exer-
else when most of my time was put in
scratching psoriasus, to cure which my
step-mother would spend hours in
swabbinr me and my brother Bob with
red nercipitate and other like nnctions
II doubt if a rose by the same name