Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1912-04-24

among stevedores and boatmen and eat
beans with tin spoons: yes. sir, beans
beans boiled with salt pork.
kind Of thought we'd strike some
over this way says Solly.
when we had succumbed to the
beans leads him out Of the tarpaulin
steam under lamppost and pulls cut
a daily paper with the amusement col.
umn folded out. ....-E
"'But now what no for a merry
round of pleasure says I. Here's one
Of Hall Gaines shows and a stock
yard company in Hamlet "
But what does this healthy, wealthy
and wise man do but reach his arms
up to the second story windows and
cape noisily. - <.:,
"'Reckon I'll be going to bed says
he. It's about my time. st. Louis Is
a kind Of quiet place, amt it?' 80
"'Oh, yes says 1; ever since the
railroads ran in here the towns been
practically ruined. Guess We might
as we'll 80 to bed. Wait till yeu see
Chicago, though. Shall We get tickets
for the Big Breeze tomorrow?
'Mought as well,' says Selly. 4
reckon all these towns are abeut alas.' ,
swell, maybe the wise ciesro1e ana
personal conductor didn't fail hard in
Chicago! Loolooville on the Lake il
supposed to have one or two things in
It calculated to keep the rural visitor
awake after the curfew rings, but not
for the grass fed man Of the pampas!
I tried him with theaters, rides in auto
mobiles, sails on the lake, champagne
suppers and all those little inventions
that hold the simple life in check, but
In vain. Solly grew saddcr day by day.
And got fearful about my salary and
knew l must play my trump card So
l mentioned New York to him and in
formed him that these western towns
were no more than gateways to the
great walled city Of the whirling der
wishes.
After bought the tickets I missed
Solly. knew his habits by then, 80 in
couple of hours found him In a sad
die shop
AT the depot l telesraphed a cigar
store man knew in New York to meet
me at the Twenty-third street ferry
with a list of all the saddle stores in
the city. l wanted to know where to
look for Solly when he got lost.
"Now I'll tell you what happened in
New York.
II began with him like you'd feed a
starving man. showed him the horse
cars on Broadway and the Staten Is
land ferryboats. And then I piled up
the sensations on him, but always
keeping lot of warmer ones up my
sleeve.
AT the end Of the third day he look
ed like composite picture Of 5000
orphans too late to catch a picnic
steamboat, and was whiting down Il
collar every two hours wondering how
I could please him and whether was
going to get my thou.
"Once thought had In. nailed
a pair of cuffs on him one morning b.
fore he was awake, ana l dragged
him that evening to the palm cage Of
one Of the biggest hotels in the city
to see the Johnnies and the Alice-Sit-
by-the-Hours. They were out in nu-
merous quantities, with the fat of the
land showing in their clothes While
we were looking them over Solly d.
vested himself of fearful, rusty kind
of laugh, like moving a folding bed
with one roller broken. It was his first
in two weeks. and it gave me hope.
"'Right you are says I. "Thsy're 4
funny lot Of postcards. aren't theyY
ooh, / wasn't thinking Of them
dudes and culls on the hoof.' says h.
I was thinking of the time me and
George put sheep dip In Horsehead
Johnson's whisky. wish l was back
in -Atascosa City, says he.
Il felt a cold chill run down my
back. Me to play and mate in one
move says l to myself.
II made Solly promise to stay In the
cafe for half an hour. and l hiked out
in a cab to Lolabelle Delatour's fat
on Forty-third street. l knew her
we'll. She was a chorus girl in a
Broadway musical comedy.
"'Jane.' says l when l found her.
I've got friend from Texas here.
He's all right. but-well. he carries
weight. I'd like to give him a little
whirl after the show this evening
bubbles. you know. and a buzz out to
q fOr N vphi tn hoi
walnuts. Is it a go?'
"'Can be sing?' asks Lolabelle.
"'You know says l. that wouldn't
take him away from home unless his
notes were good. He's got pots Of
money-bean pots full Of it,
"'Bring him around after the sec
ond act says Lolabelle, and I'll ex
anime his credentials and securities
$50 about 10 o'clock that evening
led Solly to Miss Delatour's dressing
room. and her maid let us in. In ten
minutes in comes Lolabelle fresh from
the stage. looking stunning in the cos
tune she wears when she steps from
the ranks of the lady grenadiers.
"As soon as Solly saw her he got uI
and walked straight out through the
stage entrance into the street. l fol
lowed him. Lolabelle wasn't paying
my salary. l wondered whether any
body was.
"Luke,' says Solly outside. that was
an awful mistake. We must have got
into the lady's private room. hope
I'm gentleman enough to do anything
possible in the way of apologies. Do