The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1919-07-31

in the papers then any more than he
does at present.
81 didn't aim to be so late in getting
home from town." explained Old Bill
Misgiyens. "But there was some kind
Of trial going on, and | set there
in the court house most all the after
noon listening to the lawyers getting
off we'll chosen words" what was
the trial about? ?" asked his wife.
"Durned if | knowp None of 'em
said, as fur as could make out"
. q q
An old fellow over 10 years old
walked into town from the Boise Basin
the other day. When he reached En-
NETT he was greeted by an acquaint-
ance. "You walked all the way?" ex-
claimed the friend How did you get
along7 2" Fine" answered the old
miner. THAT is, until ! came to that
sign out there Speed limit IL miles
an hour "That kept me back bit.
. 2
This advertisement was clipped from
an exchange: downtown; no uptown,
got hous, fore rooms, river water,
gas, city lights and clubhouse inside,
Brick cellar underneath. Want to sell
him quick for $500, and if it amt
handy for you to pay it right now in
cash pay for him by the month. It's
cheap. Ring me up, Red 1907. You
oughta Sc it," What we like about
that bargain in real estate is that the
cellar is underneath; a cellar in the
attic is so hard to get to. We'd con-
slider "him" if it were not so far from
our work
Two farmers were talking about |
scarecrows. One said "Why, my
father once put one up and it fright
ened the cows so much that not one
entered the field again for more than
a year" He looked triumphantly |
around him at the company who had
gathered around. That's nothing"
Old Bill Misgivens who was
IN the bunch, "a neighbor of mine once
put scarecrow into his potato patch
and it frightened the birds so much
that one rascal of crow, who had
stolen some corn, came next day and
put it back"
A young soldier while engaged in
the desperate fight at Cantigny was
found by some of his American pals
at the conclusion of particularly des-
perate fight squatting in the middle
Of piece of grass-covered ground.
He had little pile of hand grenades
at his side and there were several
enemy dead on the outskirts of the
little green oasis. He had been fight
ng like a demon, single-handed.
What's the idea?" asked the ser
yeant, running up. why stay here
Its all over" "See this grass?"
was the answer, pointing to lush
patch that had been put to seed by
French peasants before their retreat
n the face of falling shells. I'm
Seeping it for COW back on the lines
hat belongs to a family Pm billeted
With. It's the only pasture in forty
niles"
The game season will soon he open.
Speakin of good shootin' said Old
ill Misgivens, 81 have seen some pref
y fair shooting in my time. There
vas a Teller | used to know who was q
title the best shot | ever knew One
lay he was out when a rain commence
d. There wasn't no place to go for
heller and Bill said that he guessed
hat he could fix it if his ammuni-
ion didn't run out. Then he pulled
wo revolvers and as the rain COM
nenced to fall he begun to shoot. He
hot every drop of the rain before it
ad chance to hit the earth. AS
asst as he emptied revolver he flung
! to me to reload. The rain kept up
or half an hour and we want even
ret. 1t was just as dry as bone for
space of 40 or so feet each way
round where we were. When he got
through the barrels of both of 'em
,ere melted down more than half way
nd the wood of the butts of both guns
'as on fire"
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