FROM THE DELAWARE TO ALASKA 



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Rainier-Grand, and this incident of 

 Seattle pleased us particularly, for Mr. 

 Lewis told exceptionately well a good 

 "coon" story. 



"What are you doing here? When 

 are you going?" 

 "I ain' gwine, sun." 



'What do yon mean, yon rascal ? The 



It was told of a real Kentucky col- Colonel never leaves yon behind! And 

 cnel. well known in New York, par- on a hunting trip, too !" 



THE AL-KI AT HER WHARF 



ticularly around the Fifth Avenue Ho- 

 tel, where he lived much of the time. 

 Equally well known was the colonel's 

 body servant, Jonas. The colonel never 

 traveled the least distance without him. 

 He was part and parcel of the colonel 

 himself. Imagine the surprise of sev- 

 eral who knew them well, then, when 

 one morning that the colonel was sup- 

 posed to have gone on a hunting trip to 

 the Adirondacks they found Jonas with 

 solemn expression, slowly walking 

 down the main corridor. 



"Why, how is this, Jonas," one asked; 

 "hasn't the colonel gone to the Adiron- 

 dacks this morning?" 



"Yas, suh, de Curnel done gone dis 

 mawnin'." 



"No, suh, I ain' gwine dis time. I'se 

 dischawg'd, suh." 



"Discharged !-You are joking with us. 

 The idea of the Colonel discharging 

 you ! What is all this about, anyhow. 

 Tell us about it." 



"Well yo' see, suh, de Curnel he say 

 to me dis mawnin' soon — 'Jonas, heah's 

 ten dollahs, an' you go an' buy sum pro- 

 vishuns.' I ain' jes' shoah w'at de Cur- 

 nel mean by provishuns, but I got nine 

 dollahs an' fifty cen's worf o' whiskey, 

 an' fifty cen's worf o' brade loafs ; an' 

 de Curnel dischawge me 'cause I got 

 too much brade." 



On the strength of this, Jimmie Hus- 

 ton and I ordered some "provishuns" 

 for the table at once, without "brade" ; 



