JUST WHAT HE WANTED.

Pelorus Guardian and Miners' Advocate., Volume 21, Issue 90, 6 December 1910, Page 2

JUST WHAT HE WANTED.

He was a weary, thin, and sallowlooking American, who had never been so far West before, and when he struck Carson City he hailed the first native he met. '

'"Can you tell me, sir, if there are any mineral springs about here ?" "From the East ?'» asked the Westerner.

"Yes." "'Come here for your health ?" "Yes." "Tried everything, I suppose ?" "Pretty near." "Tried sulphur springs ?" "Yes. Di'dn't help me a bit." "Been to Arkansas ?" "'Yes, and everywhere else." "What kind of water are you looking for now ?" "Well, no kind in particular. I was told, though, that I'<§ find a variety of springs out here." "Going to locate ?" "'That depends."

"Well,* stranger, I have got just what you want. A vacant lot in the best part of the city. Finest iron springs in the country. Go and see for yourself."

j "But how do you know it's iron ?' 1 queried the Westerner.

"Well, pardner, I drove my horse through it, and he came out with iron shoes on his feet. And that ain't all. I drove some pigs down there to drink. They turned into pig-iron, and I sold them to the iron-foundry. Just what you want. For sale, cheap. Why, halloa ! What's the matter ?"

1 The weary Easterner had turned abruptly and was walking off up the road.