The chronicle=news., 1913-03-01
"reminiscences of
The Frontier Day.
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\ nor'id slight In n RonRh Hotel.
The charming Kate Field whom W.
last saw at the " ind>or hotel In
this city In 1854 related nm .Nrer-
i.nce which she had In trying to
sleep In u hotel up At Colorado min
Ing camp. The partitions between
the room, were OF board. merely and
quite innoccn; G: iath and plaster.
The ordinary going and coming OF
the early part OF the night Was bad
enough. but toward morning. when
a, last she had fallen asleep. a loud
voice shouted through her kcyhol.:
Smith. smith" IS her name was
not Smith. she made no response.
smith" came the shout aaS!n.
It's tim. TO skip" My nam. Is
not smith, she then answered
From across the hall came the call
OF the day clerk. who occupied the
room there. No. that Amt Smith.
smiths at tn. end OF the hall
Well. this is the end OF the hall. -
came from the nciEhborho.d of the
keyho!e again. |, was the voice of
the porter. Aren't there two ends
to the hail.' ITS til. other end.
you biockhcad'' "wha wants
Smith" came sharp voice from
the distance. I'm Smith What
Is the matter I'm smith, came
still another voice. Well. which.v-
cr Smith wants TO get up a; four
O'Clock. him's the one" growled the
por'h. Both the Smiths slammed
their doors with a vehement protes-
'ta;ion that hey didn't want to get
up. its Smith in No. l.. screamed
the day clerk. The right smith had
not been wakened at all. so the por-
ter found No. and raped on the
door SO hard that everybody in the
house who had not already been
wakened was aroused and several
people rushed on, into the hall.
thinking there was fire. The port
er went down complacentiy to the
office on the floor below. Well.
said he TO the night clerk, II walked
him up. anyhow" Kate Field was n
gracious old girl and knew how 10
tell good story with Ralph Meek
er to prompt her.-Field and Farm.
/ \ BURNING shame: The late John
W. TAYLOR. n good man at that and
one of the few great scholars. was
the victim Of many misfortuncs. He
was native Alabamian Of that tyne
that VIII never wear out in the mem-
ory OF man SO long rs the snntimcn-
,alitics of life hold out TO cheer the
weary on the way. As pioneer
lawyer up in the hills when the day
of our history was vet Young he will
never he forgotten by those who may
live TO rccollect the things worth re.
imcmbering. Like Falstaff he was n
lnshcr of the old school and would
rather have n cocktail than q hun
drod dollars when he may have need
ed the one much more than the
other.
When Silverton was bursting with
the glories which illuminated the
San Juan country in the silver boom
Of ISIS Colonel Taylor staged him.
self down out OF the hills and pulled
MP one evening at the Windsor hotel
at Del Norte. That night after feed.
ing his team he fell in with Charlie
! Brastow, the receiver of the United
States land office. and he might jus,
. as well have come up with the devil
! on his way to picnic for the cor
diality meant Just about the same
, in any event. They gathered a
. bunch OF live ones around them and
: went over among the big cotton
woods to take In the levee where JOY
reigncd unconfincd and the roses
bloomed the year round.
No one knew just how II happen.
! ed but some big lout of fellow no,
!. belonging to the party butted in jus,
long enough TO pick up 4 red hot
stove lid and slap the blistering ca.