Year: 1875

" Not any in mine if you please" said
Jim Boggs to our reporter, as they were
about to indulge in friendly glass of
lager at Alex Muller's upon whose we'll
spread lunch table jim discovered q plate
Of fragrant Limberger. "I rayther
soured on cheese, leastwise on Limberger
at the ball at Salinas. never told you
about it, did ?" said jim. "Well, it
was when they he'd mud and fog at Sail
mas, you bet. The mud was so thin and
the fog was so thick that you couldn't tell
which was which. Old Peters had just
built his hall and the boys thought it
about the square thing to start off with a
dance-a right nifty one and when the
Salinas boys let themselves out suthin'
had to come. You kin bet your bowels
on that and stand right smart chance of
gettin' spare set of in'ards.


:" 1t bothered 'em some to git their
boots in shape cause in them days if fell
Ter walked on his hands his boots would be
still three feet under that DOLBY mud. So
they finally concluded to bring their boots
to the old hall alongside the ballroom,
and have Pete, the boot black, shine 'em
up and then when they got ready the fell
lers could get 'em there, and into the
dance without ary speck.


" SO eleven Of them brought their boots
and sent for old Pete and told him to
throw hisself and not mind expenses land
when he got done to put in suthin so they
could git 'em on without being pounded
on with maui. And then the boys
went off and had a socabie little game of
pitch seven-up tor the drinks.


Pete blacked the boots clean up to
the tops and when he had gone through
'em and stood 'em in row, you could
see twenty-five Petes-it looked like the
house was full of darkies-and ther he
fixed 'em SO the boys could git 'em on
easy, and quit.


"After Pete had gone, along came that
! Internal cuss, Sam Jones. He took a
look at them boots and then scratched
his head like he was trying to think of
suthn' and he started for Johnson's store.
"I'd like little of that old Limberger of
yours, says Sam to the clerk. Like
what 7? says the clerk. SO Sam told him
again. Not much you won't like it,
said the clerk but you can help yourself.
It's out in the back yard


"Sam started for the back yard but the
clerk yelled to him to hold on.


You amt fixed to go after that
cheese, said the clerk. So he gave him
onion to hold in his mouth and put a
clothes pin on his nose and told him to
keep to the windside of the cheese and
not come back through the store.


at wos a mighty heavy job, but Sam
got away with the cheese and got back to
them boots and he jest mashed up that
Limberger and put right smart chunk
into each one of them boots and then he
went and split kerosene and cologne on
the floor and burnt up two or three old
shirts, and he got up such a smudge, you
would have thought 'pothecary shop
was afre, and then Sam jest lit out.


The boys come in for their boots at
about ten O'Clock. They was putty well
set up and they materially put it up that
the things that Sim had strung around
was what was the matter, and then got
into them boots and out of the room as
quick as they could.


Mighty nifty they looked in the ball
room, and the boys that come in from
the ranches had to take back seat while
them shiny fellers waltzed in.


at weren't long before their pardners
began to look wild like, and their noses
got sot up like old women's when they
go pokin' round the house in the night
time, askin' everybody if they don't
smell cotton burning and then the fell
lers would quit and go outside and stand
on one foot and twist their neclls off try
ing to look at their heels and ask the 9TH
er fellers if they saw anything on their
boots beside the backing; and then de-
sired to know who some fellow was and
then they'd go back and dance again;
and then the rest of the chaps went out
aud looked at their boots and cussed and
eat cloves, and just said what they'd like
to do, and they tried to go on with the
dance, but it get too hot and the gals
wouldn't dance, but sat by the winders
and said it was awful and one or two
tainted and the chaps got white around
the gills and the ball jest busted. Then
every feller made remarks and insinua-
tions about some other chap, and there
was five or six fights and when they got
home they went sniffin' around the same
way and finally concluded that it was in |
the atmosphere; and then when they |
pulled off those boots it was in the atmos-
phere so it would well nigh knock bull |
down and eleven pair of boots went out |
of eleven wnders and eleven Of the mad
dest fellers you ever see lay awake all
night thinking what they'd do the morn
ing with shotgun.


Next day they found out who got
that Limberger, but Sam johnson had
gone to Monterey. He came back in
about two weeks and packed a shotgun
all the while. Wher ever he csme across
one of them cheese felers he'd make him
throw up his hands till he explained it to
him.


II were at the ball and I've had no
use for Limberger SINCE" said Jim.-
San Jose Mercury,


AN Iowa father who has succeeded in
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