'
"'I am now desperate,' said the Representative, as he chewed a tack
awhile, thinking it was a clove. 'I want to find a boarding house where
the proprietress was an orphan found in a livery stable, whose father
was a dago from East Austin, and whose grandfather was never placed on
the map. I want a scrubby, ornery, low-down, snuff-dipping, back-woodsy,
piebald gang, who never heard of finger bowls or Ward McAllister, but
who can get up a mess of hot cornbread and Irish stew at regular market
quotations.'
"'Is there such a place in Austin?'
"The snake reporter sadly shook his head. 'I do not know,' he said, 'but
I will shake you for the beer.'
"Ten minutes later the slate in the Blue Ruin saloon bore two additional
characters: 10."
[Illustration: "Dear me, General, who is that dreadful man?" (cartoon)]
[Illustration: "Well, I declare, those gentlemen must be brothers."
(cartoon)]
THE PRISONER OF ZEMBLA
[From _The Rolling Stone_.]
So the king fell into a furious rage, so that none durst go near him
for fear, and he gave out that since the Princess Ostla had disobeyed
him there would be a great tourney, and to the knight who should prove
himself of the greatest valor he would give the hand of the princess.
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