Daily Colonist (1897-09-01) by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: British Columbia; Newspapers
Published: 1897-03-25T16:00:00+00:00

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The beer that Made Milwaukee famous, on draught at the

BANK EXCHANGE,

Five cents per glass. The cosicBt cheapest and cleanest restaurant in the city; European delicacies; never closes.

^ COWICHAN LAKE

The Fishing Resort of B.C.

Btago loaves Duncans Monday, Wednesday and Friday. myl

WHAT HE LOVED, j *

I had a live. Dark haired was silo.

Her ey ?s were gray. For sake of b.er across tho sea

I sailed, away.

Death, .sickness, tempest and defeat v All passed me by. I

With years canto fortune fair and licet, And rich was L

Again for me tho nun looked down ,

Familiar skies. I found my love; her lock:; had grown

Gray as her eyes.

"Alas," sho sighed, "forget me, now

No longer fair!" "I loved thy heart," I whispered low,

"And not thy hair."

—Sun Francisco Chronicle.

A BURGLAR'S YARN.

LP. FISHER, Newspaper Advert Bing Agent , 21 Merchnats' Kxchange, Han Franolaco in onr authorised agent, This pajx r li kept on Bio in his office. J-B

"Aye, tho Berinoodas is a verrn nico place," said Archie.

Then ho peered ont of tho window into the chill London mists and moodily watched tho rain pattering against the panes.

"A verra nice placol This weather makes one think on 'em," he exclaimed in n miuuto or two, without turning round.

I fancy I heard him sigh.

There is a grim practicality about Archie though. Down I dropped from the clouds in ouo swift second.

"Taller Jack verra busy when I paid my first visit," he said shortly and plumped himself down into his chair before tho lire..

"Oh!"

"Aye; took off many on us." "And you?"

"Me. Oh, hewero n verra gnid friend to me, were Yaller Jack. Aye, I've newt but kind words for him."

Never .before had I hoard tho praises of yellow fever sung. But Archie is original if he is anything at all.

"It were in this way:

"As usual, I were nearly always in hot water with my obstinate temper and my willful ways.

' 'The cut and mo was well acquainted, likewise the dark cell, likowiso cheens anil rings, likewiso bread and water.

"Things was gettin to a verra had puss v hen Jack come to my rescue.

"But it were verra hard for a man to keep out o' difficulties.

"I'll tell you about Nat tho stockman, fro' Leicester, who woro doin sev-i n year for settin lire to his house. Him uutl me was diggin tho foundations of a reokhouse. Nat wera down i' the hole until were utop wlieolin tho muck away. One day it were pipiu hot, and Nat were takiu a speel-o. Comes up a warder—an old slave driver he were—and looks down at. Hat, 'Now, then, get on with your work,' he sings out. Nat looks up and never moves. 'Now, then, stir, or I'll como down and make ye,' cries the warder.

"But old Nat only laughs. Then in goes Mr. Warder, and Nut knocks hira down—silly—for meddlia—wi' his lau}$ handed shovel.

"And would yo believe me? I don't say nothin about Nat—he win a bit short i' Ins temper—hut they gives mo 'M days bread and water for not interfcriul

" 'And you stood by, Hloss, and see him do it,' says the governor.

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