"Quad's odds"; . Prancing. There was an awful fight. We all wanted fun, and wekicked the lights out and went in, and for fifteen minutes,or until the shanty fell down, everybody struck out forhimself. After the row the Colonel mounted a rock, theblood trickling from his bitten ear, and his nose swelled totwice its usual size, and he remarked: Feller-sinners—I herefore and hereby resign my posi-tion as boss of this ere debatin society, and after this Imgoin to advance my intelleck by playing the best game ofpoker of any heathen in Black Wolf Camp! That was, I believe, the first and last effort
"Quad's odds"; . Prancing. There was an awful fight. We all wanted fun, and wekicked the lights out and went in, and for fifteen minutes,or until the shanty fell down, everybody struck out forhimself. After the row the Colonel mounted a rock, theblood trickling from his bitten ear, and his nose swelled totwice its usual size, and he remarked: Feller-sinners—I herefore and hereby resign my posi-tion as boss of this ere debatin society, and after this Imgoin to advance my intelleck by playing the best game ofpoker of any heathen in Black Wolf Camp! That was, I believe, the first and last effort ever made toraise the social standing of our gulch. GOING TO )HAT amiable Mrs. Harkins stopped inyesterday as she was on her way homefrom the funeral. She said the corpsedidnt look a bit natural, and she wasalmost sorry that she went. Mrs. Har-kins makes it a business to attendfunerals, and what she says can be relied soon as she hears that any one is likelyto die, she pays them a visit, and if death ensuesand she can get a chance to sit up with the*Qj? corpSe>» she is there on time, and she never leavesuntil she has seen the grave filled up. And Mrs. High is another. She doesnt take the leastinterest in the spring styles or neighborhood scandals, butlet any one die and she is all attention. She wants to knowwhat they died of; whether they were prepared ; whetherthey mentioned anything about her as they went off;whether they kicked around or died quietly; and if theyrequested to be buried in white or black. Tben she visitsthe house of mourning. As she enters by the back wayshe commences to get her mourning look on, and by thetime she
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