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Show The affair wl patched up lor a rather hoggish mon consideration, and we lunched on thl last fragment of our provisions. I When e wife ready to start, bv dint of much talk, wt got the "Stolen Bottle to hitch a burse " beside Jones and help us to the top of the next hill. It was some tro miles and hair, and after reaching the point my husband had designated, he kept tight along fur I another halt mile or so, when we met a loaded team, jaded, aud altogether in a worse condition than our owu. The driver began to swear as soon as he got in sight; and he proved to be "Stolen Bottle's," brother, with a load of supplies. " you,'' he said," why in did'ut you meet me where you agreed to? il ever I'll drive another load fur you, and tnat s what s the matier'. Hegrinnti, "Stuten Bottle" grinned at us while he pocketed the money e had agreed to pay him for his services, and sa d. ''These folks hindered me a a little about getting oft." Then the full extent tf hiscontemptible manners a-td unscrupulous falsehood was laid bare. They say it takes a!l kinds to make a world, but 1 hope there are few like h m. A fevy miles further on we met the team telegraphed for, and our troubles were ever; for although we did not Before the Advent of Railroads. BY MRS. ELLEN' JAKEMAX. Written tor the Rbgktsi. (Concluded ) We stood tfiutiud the wagon weary, discuuraged and hungry, scarcely k owing ow-ing what to dn with ourselves. One of the children asked for a drink but the hired man still stood by the well with his hand on the rope and scowled at us. My husband had neatly crossed the space between our wagmi and the corral where the proprietor sat on the topmost rail ivafrhintr th men wild urp hranH. air.ve at our destination until the next dav at noon, there were no more misadventures. mis-adventures. I went straight home to my mother, and poured the tale of our woes into her sympathetic eat; and a good civ. a bath, a night's sleep in a clean. com( in-able in-able bed, and the circumstances herein here-in narrated, were of the past. Many of the people met on that trip I have had the pleasuts ol entertaining since, but some ot them have passed into the herealter. It had taken us eight days to travel a distance less than one bundled miles; and it had cost, besides the discomfurt anxiety and time, not less than a hundred hun-dred dollars. This is not an iso'aifd case, there are hundredsof peisuiis in iliii County, who have taken such uipr; differing in incident inc-ident but agreeing in points of time, ex-perince, ex-perince, and weaiine. In the face of it all they talk about the (ood old d.iys ol wagon travel, and sighing say; "It is a pity that our children will never have an opportunity to take the lime to enjoy life as we have. To travel slowly over a tract of country and get 1 good look at.it but be hurled hither and thither on a swift and dangerous ttiin. How pleasant it was nmhow, w hen we went from place to placs with our own team and outfit, boss of cmrselvev get-ingacquainted get-ingacquainted with niceeople all alung the road, camping out and making a picnic of it; and the cars are so dauger-ous." dauger-ous." I can't agree with Ihem. If I want to go to Salt Lake, I am thankful that I can go in one day and come home in another when I am ready. I can pay the money cheerfully tnd tuke the risks; bin neither have I ant paliei.ee with people who, having cruised the plains once or twice with ox teams tre too tender to ride from one of our ranrord tuwm 1 without groauings ind Itmantations and lushing into print about it. Men. who when envited to wtite up the resources ol their county, devote half their space to bewailing the fact 1 hat as vet we are still Before thi Advent of Railroads. Oh, you wanted to know what became , of 1'inet? Vell Jonea ii dead. THE END. ing a number of yearling colts, and who hud not once turned hia head in our direction. di-rection. The child asked again for water, and could not be s.lenced. for how could she possibly uudeistand that anybody would refuse us a drink of water. "I tell you what, Mdin," said Sam to me 111 a whisper, il you'll give consent, I'll beat that fellow into a linseed poultice, poul-tice, and draw some water in spite ot the whole dog-on pile ot em." I admired his spirit and really felt a good deal that way myself; but prudence restrained me. "No, Sam, I replied, the man is probably acting under orders, and I think my husband will be able to make all right with Mr. T ; besides I am well acquainted with his wile, we went to school together. We have no bread for dinner and I will send Ntl ie to buy some, and she cau take the girls with her and get them a drink." 1 made all this explanation, in a vain attempt to passifv him, for I could see that he was worked up to a pitch that threatened to break over all bound, and defy authority. author-ity. I called Miss Nellie, gave her some change, told her to take the two girls with her and what to say, and dispatched dispatch-ed her for the bread. The mother-in-law had been looking on in silence.and rather quizzically I fancied, fan-cied, and as the girls moved oft turned and said' '.Didvou sav you were acquainted ac-quainted with the woman up there?" "Yes," I answered. "Then why didn't you go up vou:se!l?" "I hardly know, whv do you ask? ' "Because I'm acquainted with her too, and I'm going. If those children get a drink, or if she sells them a loaf of bread, then she's changed sii:ce I knew her." All this had been spoken in a loud tone so that the man at the well had heard every word; and I felt a littl shocked by her unnecessary frankness, and without reply I turned to watch the cliildien. Mrs. T. mast have been watching them Irom behind ihe cumins of the window that fmn'ed that way. for she met them at the djorstep and prevented them from coming in. Miss. Nellie tuld her errand and afier waiting a lew m oments like an humble beggar, she turned lustily away and came bark, the children fallowing her. As she came tiem me 1 saw that uer eyes were lull ol tears, and motion ng me tocome where tiie giin-niug giin-niug fellow at the well could not see her, she told me what had occurcd. "She met me at the door," said she sobbing for over indignation, "and told us not to come in because we weie so muddy. Then I asked her if she would give the little girls a drink, and she said, though I did not believe her. Mat she had no water in the house. Then I asked her if she would sell me a loaf of bread, telling her how long we nad been on the rond, and she said she d.d not have any biead baked, but perhaps-", and Nellie's cheeks burned, and her eyes flashed, "she actually ot feied me a quarter ot a buttermilk loaf in my hand like I had been an Indian or a beggar". "Never mind", Nellie I guess she did n A mean it that wav.and d d not realize how it would appear to us;"l said but I fell very much as she did. I could see my husband speaking to the "Stolen Bottle" on the fence, aud my little girl was pulling my skirts say-inj:"Mother, say-inj:"Mother, I want a drink; why can't I have a drink? Oh, Mother " and then said it all over again "Hush! I said papa will be back in a moment and then you shall have water." "Won't that man let us have any?" she asked in a shrill voice. "Hush!" I said sternly, for I was afraid that Sam's temper was getting the baiter of him as it was. Before I had any idea what she intended intend-ed to do, that little rtbel in petticoats, walked up to the big stollid fel- low at I he well and shook her tiny hst at him, stamping the ground like a little pugilist. "You're a bad wicked man, and 1 hope you'll die fusty;" making mak-ing an awful 1 (ace at him. 1 took the rebellious younster by the shoulder and shook her, and put her into the wagon; while at the same time I was almost wicked enough to hope such fate would overtake the crow-like figure perched so indifferently upon the corral fence. But that was the match that exploded Sim's temper; he made one bound, seized that well-guard by the shirt collar and sent him spinning several rods from the well, and defied him in language more forcible than refined, to set foot inside of 'hiee rods ol the well again while we chose to camp there. Sim sent the bucket to the bottom of the well, and brought it up with a grand flourish, and gave the children who were really ; suffering, a drink. While this was going on, the mother-in-law was pleading with Sam not to kili the poor man for doing what he'd been told to. I afterwards understood that her object was to scare Sum's opponent into the belief that Sam was a regular blood-thirsty desperodo. "Sam", I said, "you did very wrong; this tvell belongs to these people, and if thev choose to act churlish, that does not justify us in breaking a law." "You done just right." said the mothei- in-law, f. r once agreeing with Sam, and the girl who had been the cause of the out-break went over to Sam arid cuddled her chubbyj hand in his and looked difiaucc. See.ng that I was in the minority, I discereetly kept silent; but 1 emphasized my displeasure by refraining from diink-iug diink-iug although almost cunsumed by thirst. I watched the "well guard" as he made his way toward his master, and wondered, wonder-ed, rather indifferently, how it would all end. The "Stoteu Bottle," bounced off the fence when the man told him what had happened; aud I smiled to see that he could be moved, if not by friendship or spmpathy with our situation, . ... . .... i. |