The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-08-17

casiou was had as the morning paper
| would say, looking rs happy a. king
| full. and a, the same time as uncom-
| Portable rs a raw oyster served with
| sweet pickles He danced like he had
! hind hobbies on. and he had vocabu
| lary of about three hunded and fifty
| words that be made stretch over four
| germans "A week. and PlagiariEed from
| 70 get bin through two lee cream sun
| pers and a Sunday night call. He
| seemed 10 be a sort Of a mixture of
| Maltese kitten. sensitive plant, aud a
member of stranded Two Orphans
| company.
nm give YOU m estimate of his
physiological and pictorial makeup. and
then III stick spurs into the sides OF
my narrative.
tsWillie inclined 20 the Caucasian in
mis- coloring and manner of style. HIS
hair was opalesceut and his converse
ton fragmeutarv. His ewes were the
same blue shade as the china dog on
the right hand corner Of your Aunt
Ellen : mantelpiece He took thing
as thew conc. and | never felt any hog
tility against him. I let him live, anc
so did others,
"But what does this Willie do hut
coax his heart out OF his boots and
lose Il 10 Myrs Allison. the liveliest
brightest keenest, smhrtest, and pTet-
test girl in San Augustine ] tell you.
she had the blacklist eyes. the shiniest
curls. and the most tautalizing-Oh, no,
YOU re off WASH Z victim. ! might
have been. but ! knew better. ] kcpJ
out Joe Cranberry was II from tho
start He had everybody else beat Il
couple OF leagues and thence east 20
stake and mound But, anyhow, Myra
was nine pound. full merino fall.clip
fleece. sacked and loaded on four
horse team for San Antoine.
lone night there was an ice cream
sociable at Mrs. Colonel Spraggins s, IN
San Augustine We fellows had big
our hats and things in, and TO comb
our hair and put on the clean collars
we brought along inside the sweat
bands or our hsts---in short, a room 20
fix mp in Just like they have every
where at high toned doings. little
farther down the nall was the girls
room, which they used 70 powder up
in. and so forth. Downstairs We
that is, the San Augustine Social Cotil-
lion and Merymakcrs' club--had
stretcber put down in the parlor where
our dance was going on,
Z" Willie Robbins and me happened
to be up in our-cloak | believe
we called it-wben Myra Allison
skipped through the hall on her way
downstairs from the girls room. Will
lie was standing before the mirror,
deeply interested in smoothing down
the blonde grass-plot on mis- head,
which seemed 10 give him lots OF trou-
BILE, Myra was always full OF life and
devilment. She stopped and stuck her
head in our door She certainly was
good looking. But | knew how Joe
Cranberry stood with her. So did Viii
lie: but be kept on bs-a.a-ing after her
aud following her around. He had a
system of persistence that didn 4 coin
eide with pale hair and light eyes.
80 Hello, Willie. says Myra. What
are you doing 20 yourself in the glassf'
% m trying to look fly, says Will
lie.
Well. you never could be ly,' says
Myra, with her special laugh, which
was the provokingest sound | ever
heard except the rattle Of an empty
canteen against my saddle horn.
II looked around at Willie after
Myra had gone. He had a kind of
lilywhite look on him which seemed
to show that her remark had, as you
might say, disrupted his soul. I never
sounded particularly destructive to a
man 8 ideas of self-conseiousness, but
he was set back TO an extent you could
scarcely imagine.
After we went downstairs with our
clean collars on, Willie never went near
Myra again that night. After all he
seemed TO be diluted kind of a skim.
milk sort of chap, and ! never won.
dered that Joe Cranberry beat him
out.
"The next day the battleship Maine
was blown up, and then pretty soon
some bodv-l reckon IL was Joe Bailey,
or Ben Tillman, or maybe the govern.
meut-declared war against Spain.
'Wcll, everybody south of Mason &
Hsmliu s line knew that the north by
itself couldu I whip a whole country
the size of Spain. So the Yankees
commenced TO holler for help, and the
Johnny Rebs answered the call. 'Wn re
coming. Father William, hundred
thousand strong-and then some. was
the wsy they sang il. And the old
party lines drawn by sherman s march
and the KukluI aud innocent cotton
and the Jim Crow street-car ordinances
faded away. We became one undivided
country. with no north, very little east,
n good sized chunk of west. and a south
that loomed up as big as the first for.
eign label on new eight-dollar suit
case.
'Of course the dogs OF war weren I
complete pack without a yelp from
the San Augustine Rifles, company D.
Of the Fourteenth Texas regiment. Our
company was among the first 10 land
in Cuba and strike terror into the
hearts Of the foe. ! IN not going 10
give YOU a history OF the war; I'm
just dragging II IN 10 I'll out my story
about Willie Robbins, Just as the Re