River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1913-10-02

Well, the Golden Fountain was shut
down, and had no lawyer against US.
1t was funny hook-up. We proved
about the stulls, and got a judgment
| for the widow for ten thousand. Then
we corralled another jury and showed
that Pete had no patellar reflex, and
therefore no spine, and got a shame
full great verdict for him. And all the
time the Golden Fountain never peep
ed, and Lungy Addison looked on
speechless. Our lawyer was numb, it
was SO easy.
II don't understand" said he.
1.-THE law department must be con-
nected in series with the mine ma
chinery," said l. "and shuts off with
the same switch. Do we get this on
foul?"
ooh, nothing FOUL" said he. DE
fault, you see"
mo show-up at ringside," said l;
80 to O? How about bets?"
Everything is all right" said he,
looking as worried. We'll sell the
! mine, and make the judgments!"
"And get the Golden Fountain"
said I "on an Irish pit boss and a
Swede's spine?"
Certainly said he, eff they don't
redeem"
"Show me-" said I; I'm from Mis-.
souri,! It's too easy to be square She
won't PAM"
Date bane hellufa pile money FIR
vidder," said Pete when we were
alone. Ten thousan' f'r Brady, an
twelf f'r spine! Ay git yob work. FIR
her in mine!"
You wild Scandinavian" said I,
that's your spine!"
Mae spine?" he grinned. cay gass
not! Dat leg yerkin' bane only eff
dence. Dat spine bane vidder's!"
/ couldn't make him see that it was
his personal spine, and the locomotor
must be attacking. He smiled his fool
smile and brought things to comfort
Mrs. Brady's last days. But she knew,
and took him to Father Mangan, and
Pete commenced studying the cate
chism against the Sissae ct delti; but
it didn't take Tae s&xJdit between
the Swedenwegian intellect and the
Irish plan of salvation looks like it's
grounded and don't do business.
One night the lawyer asked me tC
tell 'the Peterson as he called call
ed them, that some New Yorker had
stuck an intervention or mandamus
: into the cylinder and stopped the
courts selling machinery. eve may
be delayed a year or so,'' said ne
Pete had gone to the widows with a
patent washhoard that was easy on
the spine, and l single-footed up, too
And there was that yellow mustacheI
Norsky holding the widow on his lap
bridging the chasm between races in
great shape. He finched some, and
his neck got redder, but she fielded her
position in big league form, and held
her base.
''Bein' as the poor man is not long
FIR this wicked world" said she, ian
such a thrue man, swearin' as the
Eyer wanted, l thought whole the
crather stays wild US"
Sure" said L "Congrats When's
the merger?"
"Hey?" says Pete.
"The nuptials," said l. "The broom
stick jumping
The widow got up and explained
that the espousals were hung up till
Pete could pass his exams with Faith
er Mangan.
Marriage" said she, is a sacri-
lege, and not lightly required Oh,
the thrials of young wildly, what
wild Swedes, and her sowl, an the
childer that may be-Gwan wild yes,
We divvle YET"
Now there was a plot for painter;
the widow thinking Pete on the blink
spinaliy, and he soothing her last days,
all on account of a patellar reflex that
an ambulance chaser took advantage
of-and the courts full of quo-warran-
toes and things to keep the Jackleg
from selling a listed mine, with hoist
ing-works and Observation-Disclosures
got this letter from Pete, or the
widow, l don't know which displaying
worn piece of paper), about the
third year after that Here's what
it says:
I've hat yust hat hell bad time savin'
yer presence, and Ay skal skip for tjiens
of climit to guide pless Ay gnow in Bad
Lands Lawyer faller sell mine fer 10
tousan to vidder, an thin, bad cess to
him, sells 1t agin to Pete fer 120OO$ an git
stifkit off sheriff an say haze keep dem
fer fees, an Ay knox him in fess an take
stiff1it. Haze say haze tell mae spine bane
o K all TEN, an thrittened to jug Pete,
an the back of me hand and the sole of
me fut to the likes of him, savin' yer
presence, an Fader Mangan call me big
towhead chump an kant lern catty kis-
mus an marry me to vks1er, an Pete God
bliss him. promised to 5-Sise the family in
Holy Church, but ne Taller gnow dem
tings Bfour hand. an ky tank We hike to
dam guide pless IN Bad Lands yum yare
till stiflxit bane rise an Mine belong vid-
der an Ay bane Yeneral Manager an W.
pit Boss Wit guide yob in Yune or Yuly
next. your truely. an may the BLESSED
Saints purtect We, Peter Peterson.
"P. S. Vidder Brady mae wife git skar
an sine stiflxit fer Brady to lawyer faller
like dam fool woman trik an sattle Wit
, him. but Ay tink dat legyer1in bane bad
) all sem an yump to Bad Lands if we
dodge injunction you're friend. Pete"
u So they got married.
, Well, this lunger sleuthed me out
when l was prospecting alone next
summer
Hello, Bill" said he, abruptlike,
Cook double supply of bacon"
Sure" I said. Got any eating to
bacco, Lungy?"
''Bill," said he. after we had fed
; our respective faces, did you ever
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