FETCH HER OUT.

Dunstan Times, Issue 771, 26 January 1877, Page 3

FETCH HER OUT.

In California, twenty years ago, men would flock in crowds to catch a glimpse of that rare and blessed spectacle, a woman. Old inhabitants tell how in a certain camp the news went about early in the morning that a woman was come ! They had seen a calico dress hanging out of a waggon down at the camping giound—sign of emigrants from over the great plains. Evcrhody went down there, and a shout went up when an actual honn fide dress was discovered fluttering in the wind. The male emigrant was visible. The niinchs said .- ‘‘ Fetch her out!” Ho said, “ It's my wife, gehtlcttteh ; she is sick, and we have been robbed of money, provisions, ahd everything by the Indians —we want to rest.” “h'etch her out!” That was the only reply. He “fetched her out,” and they swung their hats and set up three rousing cheers and a “tiger”; they crowded around and gazed at her, and touched her dress and listened to her voice, with the look of men who listened to a memory rather than present reality ; and then they collected two thousand five hundred dollars in gold and gave it to the man, and swung their hats again and gave threo more cheers, and went homo satisfied. Why is a dog's tail like tho heart of a tree ? because it is farthest from tho bark. A doting young father boasts that his baby son is so affectionate that ho sits up with his parents nearly all night, and so tough that ha soems to have no conception o£ fatigue or of tho time of day.