White Pine news. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1920-1923, 1923-02-18

an argument with an Irish rancher
named Dooley, long since deceased.
In this instance Dooley grew petu-
lant-kind of lost his head.
"Oi don't want a-talk tye a-tall.
Oh IL not talk t'ye, a-tall, a-tall,
stormed Dooley in a rage.
Lord Hill was calmness persona
ied-composure banished the least
1eek of triumph from his cloudless
~countenanee.
Hi obsawve that you aw GAVIN
scious awv you'ah inability to do
So" was the little jolt he slipped to
Mr.. Dooley.
Students of repartee, of sarcasm,
of epigram and of everything per-
tanning to conciseness of expression,
those in the broad desert country
who have known his lordship for
more than twenty years have pom
dered this faultless verbal shaft.
Their excursions in literature, from
Shakespeare down TO Ben Butler. has
failed to discover to them its superior
as a rejoinder.
As for Mr.. Dooley, for one his
Celtic wit failed him. He could make
no reply.
1t was before the day of automo-
biles when Lord Hill was in his
glory and he transplanted all of said
glory to the bleak Nevada-Utah des-
ert. He drove a pair of docked-tail,
English-bred roadsters and an En-
glish-fashioned chaise, wore a long
linen buster with buttons in keeping,
chappy kid gloves, high hat-every-
thing right out of London. But gaso-
line has put all of that stuff out OF
business and his lordship is looking
after his little mountain ranch. His
health, he says. is declining and he
retired from the profession of peda-
gogue. Almost forgotten as he is,
he still lives and entertains the few
people that he meets by his all but
perfect rendition Of the character
that an old country aristocracy in
bygone ages thrust upon his for
bears and him.
Over at Nephi, Utah. they we're
trying the Jesse Cone murder ease,
the Harris family, mother and sons.
being the accused.
They would not let Mr. Niiier
give his ceremony" said n OF the
retained ncighborhood women after
it was over.
Anyway. since Mr.. Miller aas not
allowed to go on the witness stand
| have my ideas of what she meant.
| sec where Bill Edwards over
looked his main chance to impeach
the woman's testimony. lie should
have picked her up on that statement
that her age was forty-one.
| felt greatly honored Monday OF
this week to be the only adult male
inhabitant to be invited to S~-year-old
Bob Fletcher's birthday party. Think
| passed it up as a joke? Not on
your life. But the festivities were
darkened by my host growing i'll just
after the last course of the banquet.
1t was not that, but a wax candy
watch taken at noon that put him on
the hummer. The evening was spent
in sociability. The Zadow kids had
to jump sideways when all hands
were playing fruit basket, to keep
Mary Swartz from sitting on them;
Bob's big brother Donald went after
a bucket of coal and then swept of
the porch to keep from paying a for
feit; his sister Jenny put on her new
roller skates and cut pigeon wings in
trying TO circumnavigate the kitchen
and I put in the rest of the time
kidding Bob's pa about how Percy
Hull ought 10 furnish him a broad
casting outfit so that he would not
have to go down to the picture show
to punish the piano on occasions like
this. 1t was some party. As l was
leaving | thanked Bob for inviting
me and to pay him back ! invited him
to my next birthday party. which
should come July /, but never hold
my parties till three days later
o. NJ. Wallace Jr. says: This r.
too fine a-weather to he a-workin'. ="
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