Weekly Trinity journal., 1872-07-06
" Yes, l understand. "

before ?"
dead before No. Do you think a
man has as many lives rs cat? But
you bet he's awful dead now, poor old
boy, and | wish I'd never seen this day.
| don't know no better friend than Buck
Fanshaw. l knowed him by the back
and when know a man like him freeze
to him-you hear me. Take him all
around pard, there never was n bullier
man in the mines. No one ever knowed
Buck Fanshaw to go back on tliend.--
But it's all up you know ; it's all up
1t amt no sort OF use. They've scooped
him."
"Scooped him ?"
Yes-death has. Well well, well,
we've got to give him up. Yes, indeed.
It's kind of hard world after all, ain t
itP But pald, he was a ruster You
ought to see him get started once. He
was bully boy with glass eye just
spit in his face and give him room ac-
cordng to his strength, and it was just
beautiful to see him peel and go in.
$50 in--where ?''
" Why, II muss, a fight, a shindy. He
was the worst son of a thief that ever
draw'd breath. Pard, he was on it. He
was ON it bigger than an Injun."
"On what T''
"On the shoot. On the shoulder
On the fight. Understand lie didn't
care Il continental--lor anybody. Beg
your pardon, friend Tor coming 80 near
saying cuss word-but you see I'm in
an awful strait in this paIaver, on account
Of having to cram down and draw every
thing SO mild. But we've got to give
HIM up. There amt no getting around
that don reckon. Now if We can get
you to help plant MIN"
" Preach the funeral discourse Assist
at the obsequies p
"Obsequie9 is good, Yes. That's it.
that's our little game. We're going to
get the thing up regardless, you know
lie was always nifty, himself, and So you
bet his funeral ain t going to be no slouch
Solid silver door-p plate on his coffin, six
plumes on the heatse and Niger on the
box with bied shirt and plug hat
how's that for high And Wen take Gaze
Of you, pald. There will be kerndge
for you, and whatever you want just scape
right out and we'll tend to it. We've
got shebang fixed up lor you in Mum
Der Ones house, and don't you be afraid.
just go in and toot your horn ii you don't
sell a clam. Put Buck through rs bully
as you know how, pard, for anybody that
knew him will tell you that he was one
Of the whitest men that ever was in the
mines. You can't draw it too strong
lie never could stand it to see things go
ing wrong. He's done more to make
this town peaceabe than any man in it.
I've seen him lick eleven greasers IN four
minutes myself. anything wanted reg
ulatng, he wasn't man to go browsing
around after somebody to do it, but would
go in and regulate it himself. lie warn't
Catholic but it made no sort ol differ
ence about that when it came down to
what mans rights was-ard SO, when
some roughs jumped the Catholic bone
yard and started in to stake out town-lots
in it, he went for 'em. And he cleaned
'em too. | was there and seen it myself"
"That was very we'll, iudecd-u least
la l. hat h,.r
strictly deleusible ornot. Had deceased
any religious convictions That is to
say, did he feel dependence upon or
acknowledge allegiance to higher pow
or ?"
More reflection.
" | reckon you've stumped me again.
Pard, could you say that over once more,
and say it pretty slow p
" Well, to simplify it somewhat, was
he, or rather had he been connected with
any organization scquestered from secu-
lar concerns, and devoted to selt-sacritice
in the interests of morality ?"
"All down but nine-set 'em up on the
other alley, pard."
"What did understand you to say ?"
"Why, you're most too many for me,
you know. When you get in with your
left, hunt grass every time. Every
time you draw you fill, but don't seem
to have no luck Let's have a new deal. ."
" How? Begin again ?"
"That's it,"
every well. Was he a good man,
and -"
"There--I see that don't pull another
chip till | look at my hand. A good
man, say you? Paid, it amt no name
for it. He was the best man that ever
-pard, you would have dotted on that
man. He could lam any galoot of his
inches in America. 1t was him that put
down the riot last election before it got
start and everybody said that he was
the only man that could have done it.
He waltzed in with a trumpet in one
hand and a spanner in the other, and sent
fourteen men home on shutters in less
than three minutes. He had that riot
broke up before anybody ever got
chance to strike blow. lie was always
for peace-he could not stand disturb
ances. Pard, he was a great loss to the
town, 1t would please the boys if you
could chip in anything about that and do
him justice. Here once, like when the
MieI,s got to throwing stones through
the Methodist Sunday school windows,
Buck Fanshaw, all Of his own notion,
shut up his saloon and took a couple of
six-shooters and mounted guard over the
SnndnY school. Says he, No hi.h need