Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1870-03-03

took out very shallow-looking pocket book,
and ffom II extracted note
Rising, he extended this to the Colonel. and
said;
81 have tn, honor, sir, to say that when
you have taken note of the contents of that
red to the friend whom you may select to ar.
range preliminaries.'
The Colonel took the note. 1t was I'M
sealed. He read ii and sarcastic smile
played over his features as he did SO. II took
but few seconds, and then he quietly tore
the missive into scraps and threw them on the
| floor.
"What am to infer from that action, sir 2
What reply am l to take back to my friend,
Mr. Frank Belphorw cried Lieutenant Mug
! gins.
II have no reply to make to man of his
class and business" said the Colonel, quietly.
"When he dies, if justice is done, the HANG
MAN will expedite him ON his route below.
| 1t is not work for a gentleman to do. If You
remain here one minute more, LIEUTENANT
Muggins after the declaration that you are
the FRIEND of gambler and scoundrel,
you will have the opportunity of saying that
| condesccnded to kick you out of my room"
"You would kick me-ME, sir! I'll
I'LL"
"Well, sir, WHAT win you dog"
And Colonel Mansfield rose from his chair,
and began with slow, measured step to ad-
vance toward the Lieutenant, whose face was
very red--almost purple-but now began to
whiten.
"rn 90, sir without being kicked, to tell
him you refuse to fight and he'll post You,
sir and chastise you, too! Maybe you'll Kick
HIM!"
The Lieutenant was hurrying over the
threshold when he said this, and as his face was
yet turned toward what he deemed the point
of attack--that is, the end of the Colonel's
heavy cavalry boot-he did not see where he
was going, and, being at the head of flight
of stairs, he made an Unexpectedly rapid de-
scent.
| All the Colonel saw of him was his heels ms
they went up and the head went down.
| He felt no great anxiety about his fate, how
| ever, and finishing his toilet, started shortly
| after to meet his dear young sister
Major L., his worthy host, smiled as he
passed ont, and remarked, quietly:
"You made ten-strike n little while ago,
! Colonel / knew what was up, and was glad
to see you end the game as you did" The
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lowing lines:
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A dashing beau aud belle.
I'll speak of their bctrothal-
Their wedding and Its cost-
Their troubles and their trials
And how they were divorced.
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