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From the Albany Register, Nov. ell
| Thanh you, don't care If do.s said f.st
young man, with large pressed brick In his hat a.
he surged up to the Indian that stands ia front N
tobacco store In Broadway with bunch OF cast
| iron cigars in bis hand "I'I take one smoIe )
sometimes, and he reached out to take the proffer
ed weed, but the Indian wouldn't give It up. He
hung on to the cigars like grim death. "Look here
| old copperhead,' said the fast young man, "nene
Q. mat no u,eEs Ks upon travellers, or thereH be .
In the head. The Indian said never word, but
held on to the cast iron cigars He was calm die
nined, unmoved, as an Indian should be, LOOKING
MS assailant straight in the face, and no muscle
moving single hair. "Yesl yesl Look at me old
ieatherhead-rm one of EN- I'm around, Pm full
weight, potato measure heaped up, and he placed
| nimseif In position, threw back his coat. and
squared on for fight. All the time the Indian said
| nsve. word, looked without the least alarm un.
winkinely straight into the face of the fast young
man, SUI holding out the cigars in mighty friend
| y sort OF way. The young man was plucky. and
Jus. IN condrion to resent any sort Of insult or
put the calmness and imperturbability of the In.
son the matter. 80 - fe- y Ao''
| I'll take one" said he certainly / said 30 be-
kers. My father was one Of the smoker - ra.
one OF the old SORT, and Tn edition number two,
| revised and corrected with notes autbor,s hand.
writing on the title PAGE and copyright secured -
.So' IdA0 oHc All right, Old red akin. I'll take
one But the Indian said not word ali the time
look straight in the face Of the fast Young man
and holding on to the cigars "Look here, old gin.
olet'eye, I'm getting riled-my backs coming up.
ana you and iii have q turn-smell of that old
coppernead and he thrust his fist under the nose of
the cast iron Indian, who said not word moved
not muscle but kept right on looking straight In.
70 the face OF the fast young man. as IF not caring
ng TOR his threats, taking in at all the odor ~
his fist -"Very we'll said the fast Young man. sI'm
agreeable, Pm around, look to your upIv mup. old
pumkin-head," and he let 60 righthander. SQUARE
against the nose of the cast iron Indian who never
| moved an inch, nor stirred muscle, looking with
calm, unchanged dignity, before, in the face of
his enemy. .;r f4s. = .,f.s,s,,..
"Hallo,r cried the fast young man, in utter be
wilderment, as he reeled back half way across the
side walk. with the blood dripping from his skinned
knuckles; "Hallo /! here's a 60, here's an eye
opener, here's anything to hunt for round cor
ner. I'm satisfied, old iron face, am Enough
| said between gentlemen" Just then he caught
sight OF the tomahawk and scalping knife in the
belt OF the savage, and his hair began to rse The
| Indian seemed to be making up his mind to use
Them "Hold on" cried the fast young man, as he
lodged round the awning post. "Hold on none of
| that, I'll apologize, squat, knock under Hold
on, say" he continued, as the Indian seemed to
| scowl with peculiar ferceness. "Hold on
Very well, I'm Off, I've business down the street,
people at home waiting tor me, can't stay" and he
6olted like quarter horse down Broadway and
his cry of "hold on" died away as he vanished be-
yond the lamp lights up Columbia street.
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