Bill Nye At A Military Banquet

I am not imieh of a military man. I once undertook to hold a claim in the Nortk Park, but a bitterness j sprang up between uiysclf and tho lndians, and I lost iiiy front hair. Cholera, cliief of thö Utes, carne to tho Boomoran g mine one day and said he would give me two sleeps to get away in. Ididn't want any diflículty with him, and I thought onu sleep was i enough, and so I hurried rtffbt away. i 1 said to him: Noble warrior oí the knock-kneed Utes. tako my mine, you can have it, t's already salted ; it will keep through the hot weatner all righC Help yourself to anything you can lind; take my grub, take my whisky; drink yourseíf into a premature gravo at m}' expense, firo up with my nitroelvcenne and di-op on yoursolf. And then I got out.-