The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1922-12-01

, and forty cents. We wouldn't have
, paid six bits apiece anyway, even ii
we did have that much: it wasn't the
standard rate, had always been four
, bits, and ye gods, look at the place
, we had to ride! Nope. the man should
: have no dollar and a half from us,
that was a certainty.
The old boy was coming. He was
upon us now.
well, what about it?" he asked
gruffly.
I'VE haven't got a dollar and a
half" said Ralph.
| The shack" looked him over slowly.
How much have you got?"
"a dollar and quarter"
"All right, that'll do"
SO we dug in our pockets and hand
ed him a dollar and fifteen in change.
We had ten pennies but when we
asked him if he wanted them he an
swered negatively. We had nearly
got him down to the old-time rate
after all. He promised that he would
pick up some "empties" in few miles
and said we could crawl in them;
not such bad fellow at heart after
ALL
Again we lay down and again we
frozel We tried putting our suit
cases up to protect us from the wind.
They had little effect. At Duncan Spur,
twenty miles from our starting place,
the shack told us to go up in from
and get on a car of logs. We didn't
know whether to do it or not 1t was
dangerous riding the things, we knew.
There was no telling when they would
start rolling on those curves. But
he said it wouldn't be so cold, and
we told ourselves that anything was
better than riding in that open air
frigid zone.
Goddess Adventure Disappears.
We piled off and found our new
quarters. Yes, we found it was much,
very much more comfortable than our
other home-that is, in regard to tenn
perature. But as to ease of mind il
was far from it. Somehow l had for
gotten my goddess Adventure. l
didn't think of her, in fact The big
long logs formed a half circle over
our heads and below them in the
middle were the smaller logs. And
we were situated underneath the long
logs-they formed a sort of canopy |
above us.
You can imagine our predicament |
If anything broke those top logs would |
come smashing down upon us. Why |
oh why, hadn't somebody, whoever it |
was, piled the little logs on top when |
they loaded the cars? oh, tell you /
no murderer had it over us when it |
came to mental agony. We sat wide |
awake, alert, and ready to quit our
stations at the slightest provocation.
The terror, the maddening terror of /,
those long, long hours
We had to do something to keep up |
our spirits, so we lapsed into a style |
of speech customary to the two OF us |
when we are alone. We like to call il
negro dialect.
DO you all know what abs goin |
to do if these heah logs starts NOV
ir,9, eaid IN Ralph WALL ah I'm |
not goin' to wait fob nothin, niggah
Abs just goin' to make one grand,
eyanescent, Decline dive for that ere
old terree firmee Vas, sab, it's the
old. old mothah earth fob me II any |
thin stahts catastipatin' round these
heah paints. All haint waitin' fob |
nothin'. Absolutely and posolutely
nothin'. Is that ere cleah and recog- |
nizable to you, Brothah Ezeriah?'
"Ah Grasps Yoh Meanin'."
"Yas. all thinks ali grasps yoh
meanin' Samboh. All believe all grasp
YOU. And you know abs just been
thinkin' the same way you all have.
And abs come to the conclupusion
that that ere is the raht and propah
methed fob both you and me to ANAL
gamate. All reckin' you all has the
ono and only idea wheby both Duh
bodies am safe"
We were making first-clsss time LOT