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Show PLATTE CANON. 167 in great numbers and made her cook for them, from early morn until dark. Presto, change! Her husband, a few years later, sold a mine for five hundred thousand dollars. To-day these romantic, sequestered parks, flower-gemmed and shaded with graceful trees, are dotted with rustic cottages where many of the "first families of Denver" spend their summers. At Webster we took an " observation car," and the first thing I observed was a train of burros, otherwise donkeys, packed and about starting for some point in the mountains. The mule that the Dutchman, who had charge of the train, was to ride, refused to go, and persisted in its stubbornness until the poor man became discouraged. His wife, a little, round, fat German woman, indignantly rushed to the scene of action, saying, " don't you know notings?" and unceremoniously gave him a push, which precipitated him down a declivity. First she tried to lead, then to persuade with a stick. The husband, who had recovered his equilibrium, was standing with his hands in his pockets grumly watching the proceedings. At last, thoroughly exasperated, she ran around behind the animal, raised both hands and let them come down on its hips with a sounding whack. Whereupon the donkey lowered -liis head, raised "KUN HERE, YACOB." his haunches, struck out |
