The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1916-09-02

"Oh. miragesl" And Louise laughed
joyfully.
II don't see no joke" said Overland.
aggrieved.
IL really beg your pardon"
That's all right, miss. But what
would you call it?"
"0h. an illusion. a mirage, some
thing that seems 10 be, but that Is not"
II don't see where It's got anything
on marriages, then, do you? But
amt generally peppermistic. believe
In folks and things. although I'm old
enough to know better"
'I'm glad you believe in folks" said
Louise. $50 do l."
Its account OF bein' pote, guess"
sighed the tramp. Course / amt a
professional They got to have a II.
cense. never took out one, not havin'
the money. Anyway, II | did have
enough money for a regular license I'd
start a saloon and live respectable"
Wont you quote something's And
the girl smiled bewitchingly. "Boyar
and 1 must go soon. It's getting hot"
I'm mighty sorry you're goin'. miss.
You're real California stock. Knowed
1 Il the minute set eyes on you. Be
sides, you passed us the smokes"
! RED, you shut up"
Overland turned blue astonished
eye on Collie. Why, kiddo, what's
bitin' your"
Because the lady give us the max.
ings don't say she smokes, does itY'
Overland grunted. Because you're
foolish with the heat don't say | am,
does It? Them sandwiches has gone 10
your head. Chico Who said she did
smoker"
Louise, grave eyed, watched the two
men-0verland sullen and scowling
Collie fierce and flaming.
1--WE amt used TOTO real ladies',
apologized Overland. 1--WE could do
better IL we practiced up"
"Of course" said Louise. smiling.
But the poetry"
"U-m-m, yes. The po'try. What'll
l give her, Collier"
II don't care" replied the boy. you
might try Casey Jones' It's better'n
anything you ever wrote"
"That7 / guess notl That amt her
style. / mean one of my own-some
thin good"
"oh / don't know. Toledo Blake
mumbled Collie.
"Nope But / guess the Grand OLE
Privilege will do for a starter"
"Oh, good" And Louise clapped be
hands. THE title Is splendid. Is thu
poem originate"
The tramp bowed a tri1e haughtily
"0riginal? Me llfes work, lady" AnS
he awkwardly essayed TO button but
tonless coat. coughed, waved his hal
consumed cigarette toward the skies
and began:
Folks say we got no morals-that they al
fell I'm the soup;
And no conscience-so the would b.
| goodies say;
And i guess our good intentions did jes
up and few the coop,
While we stood around and watched ZEN
fade away.
But there's one thing that we're Iovln
more than money, grub or booze,
or even decent folks that speaks u
fair.
And that's the grand old privilege &
chuck our luck and choose
Any road at any time for anywhere,
And Overland, his hand above hi
heart, bowed effusIvely.
Il Ike 'would-be goodies" sal,
Louise sounds just like mussy
sticky cookie thats too sweet. An,
Amy road at any time for anywhere
think that Is real"
Overland pulled his chest and cleare,
his throat II can't help It, miss. BorI
that way. Cut my FIRST tooth on a bool
of PONIES ma got FOR premium will
Mustang liniment"
"Well, thank YOU And Louise nod
dcd gayly. keep the tobacco and pa
pers Go remember me by. I must GO"
1--WE don't need them 90 remcmbe
you by" said Overland CALAMITY. Ther
the smile suddenly left his face.