Judge — December 6, 1890 — page 43: what you’re looking at

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CHRISTMAS JUDGE 41 Ithas always been supposed by Mr. Kimball that something about the incident offended the old settler, for he went away from there and never returned to Omaha, or elsewhere for that matter. He was of a sullen disposition, and would go away and sulk that way sometimes for weeks. His wife waited two weeks for him to come home, and then married again. Several of the Chinamen on their return from wherever they selected to go during the explosion struck on their feet, and at once began to pound on their tom-toms, shoot off fire-works, beat gongs, and in other ways they sought to hire their deities and get them to convene. Ido not, however, at this moment call to mind anything more utterly impotent than a Chinese god during a nitro-glycerine explosion. He is apt to show less self-reliance, I think, at such a time than at any other. We cannot be too careful in dealing with explosives. Old John Cummins, who used to preserve a mine better than any man I ever knew as he knew just how much to salt it, once THE ae = - said to William H. Root, the putative duke of Dirty Woman's EERO Wit WEN Gla Ranch, and proprietor of Root's ostrich aquarium in southern RAIN-IN-THE-BACK-OF-IIIS-NECK —‘* Injun too honest to steal cattle, but "— rae Story continued on page 43. Garrett O'Neil said, “Oh, rats! a picnic. This is a marsh- mallow barbecue. It is too slow. Boys, roll out the rest of the barrels and put ‘em on the fire. If we can’t make a noise less have a good bon- fire anyhow.” So Wun Lung and You Now and You Ly and Sam Kee and some more ecru heathen, who point the finger of scorn at our God, and worship alop-eared god with a mouth like the opening in the bosom of the zodiac man, went at it with great zeal, for they were paid by the job, and they got out the whole car-load, or most of it, on the fire. One barrel was placed over the blaze, and the others were near by, waiting their turn. The old settler was standing near the burning barrel and holding his soiled blue hands over it, when people as far west as Provost, in Utah territory, heard a low rumble like distant thunder, and a shower of flesh fell at Cheyenne. ‘There is a hole in the ground there now that you can put a church into, if you have a church with you that you are through with. It was a terrible shock to the entire community, especially to the old settler. ahve ral Opinieieasnereoes. —"‘ nothing is said about jewelry. THE GCELEBRATED “SOHMER” Pianes are the BEST, and are PREFERRED by the conscientious Musical Instructers and Musicians. ay comicbooks.com