San Antonio light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1911-1993, 1923-08-26

panion was one of those birds who
goes In for the marrow-curdiing pas
time OF chasing butterflies with a net.
He had me up one morning at q o'clock
to be off on the high adventure.
He was hunting some bug of the
Aeolian or Victrolian pefiod--l forget
which-and, would you believe it. he
carried a little knapsacl; for his kill.
We mounted green hill. The bug
stood him up. Didn't show up at nll
and all we took home were thorn
scratched hands.
l was for inveigling him into the
ancient game of "spipe hunting" but
it was entirely too easy, He wouldn't
have seen the joke,
ROughine il In Silk.
In one of the camps was group
of well Numbered lounge lizards
"roughing it" in sills bath robes and
! white flannels. They made the night
hideous by singing songs about bah
bling brookr. One of them left the sec
ond day he was there, when, with a
cry of horrcr, he discovered he had
not brought his hair pomade.
Then there was the curious fellow
| who wanted to know everything about
you. He had heard l was Il writer.
Rumor travels that way. ! told him
| wasn't and that / was an expert
polisher of pump handles. He bad
never heard Of such an occupation. One
of those fellows.
And then the lady who wrote odes
! to things. l must tell you about her.
1 ,aI, n. (forrta1 n
cane. And every time she came to n
rise in the ground she began imagin'
| ing she was Aristophanes on the Aero
polls gazing at the crescent moon. It's
hard to do that with chiggers working
in "a hour shifts but she did.
I've never been in Acropolis any,
way. Where is that town, by the way!
| The advertisements for this particu-
lar "opcn space" were alluring. They
told of web-washed grass and the
golden clover and the giant elms. Cen
trail Park had it skinned a mile.
The fellow who met us Mt the train
was named Zeb. Something had hap
pened to Zeb and something worse had
happened to his wagon. The wheels
were different. II YOU know what /
mean. After humping over about two
miles ! asked him il we were nearing
Zeb said: "when we git thar
you'll know it," / tried to draw him
| out but he refused to be drawn, At
last We arrived and Zeb said; "Thar
she be.'
| Arrived at "ElySian Dell"
A crudely painted sign on the gate
post said: "Elysian DELL" The pro-
prietor came out to greet us.
Welcome" he said, "to The
Dell.s
He was n loquacious person and in
sisted on telling us couple OF Joe
Millers while we carried our own bag,
gage up 10 the house. Zeb unhitched
his horse so it would not die in har
nes,.
1t was explained that owing to thu
crowded condition of "Elysian Dell
we would be "put in the parlor."
The parior may have been par
lor once just MS IL is possible to ina
CINE. o we'll anything,
Morning came, as mornings have
habit of doing. and Ieb stood unde'
the parlor window and gave an imita
ton Of Swiss bell ringer doing {
sole.
First call to breakfast" he shout
ed.
I began 10 think of some Of the PEG
ple whom I would postcard: "Havini
n fine time, wish YOU were here" ant
fell into n gentle doze. I awakened 4
sec lady cows head stuck in TN
window and jumped out of bed to triT
over a rooster,
So We marched out to breakfast
J Everybody sat at a large table, 4
islatternly waitress came up benin,