Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1874-06-26

Utlt5 HUb 81 lhcb. II Il dul W udNu
fighter. / want the best that is to be
had. don't want a fellow that will be
kicked and cuifed about town by every
hummer. | am able to pay for first
class fighter, and | won't have anything
else"
"Ain't 1 fighter r rolling his eyes
6ercely, and thrusting first his right and
then his left arm straight out from the
shoulder, ducking Ills head comcally
about, and posing himself on one foot
will anybody kick and cuff meme,
the war boss of the hills. the Taranter.
Ter of Calaveras /? Not much"
Have you ever whipped anybody?
Ever whipped anybody? Me---have
| ever whipped anybody? You make me
laugh. Next you will be asking if | was
ever whipped? Show me your man
show me your mentor amt particular
about 'em coming one at time. Bring
'em on, and I'll whip all that can stand
in this room in one minute by the clock"
"Well," said u. p" II think you'll
do; but as | said before, want the best
man in the country. Ny fighter must
be regular fighting striker Now I
have another man in my eye. He is
something of fighter. has graveyard
Of his own Of considerable size. 1t lies
between the pair of you. The best is
the man for my money"
''D--n your man Bring him on
DIN me, I'll devour him! Show him to
the Taranteler !"
Remain here two minutes and I'll
bring him in."
Now, before coming into The room with
the fellow, Mr.. Jones had observed Jas
n. Cartter-commonly known on the
Pacific coast as Big Jim Cartier
terihg about the saloon. AS is well
known to everybody in this city and
pretty generally throughout the towns
and cities of Nevada and California, Jim
Cartier is a powerfully built man, stand.
| ing over six feet six inches in stockings,
Il man who is con the shoulder" and is
at home with either knife or pistol. as
more than one grave can testify. CALI
ing to Cartier, Mr. Jones briefly made
known the situation and invited him in to
interview the "war boss of the hills"
This was as good thing as Cartier
wanted, and into the room they went.
"Here," said Jones, as they entered
the room, lis the other man. Nobody
will disturb you here, and after all is
over the best man is the man for my
COIN"
jim waltzed into the room with his
hat standing on two hairs and wicked
smile playing upon his features. Said he:
lis this the blessed infant that has
come to eat me up? Is this the Calaveras
skunk that has come over here to set him
self up as chief Move back the chairs. "
| With this Cartier began to wrggle
from side to side in the effort to "shuek"
himself of the loug-tailed black coat he
always wore, and so doing lie displayed
on one side that famous old white-han-
died, sixtecn-inch bowie knife, his con-
slant companion, and on the other tic
butt of a navy revolver.
$50 this is the lop-eared cur of Gala
veras who comes here to set up as fight
cr? Move the chairs to the wall !" cried
Cartier, still ringing at his coat.
"Mr. Jones, " cried the mighty devoiir-
or of men, "Mr. Jones, this man is a
friend of yours. With any friend of yours
| am lamb; / could not harm hair Of
his head p
''No friend at all. lie Is a fighter
like yourself Besides, what has friend
ship got to do with transaction involv4
ing 81 900? I want the best man / can
find. If you whip this fellow hire you
as a. my fighter. That's all there is about
IT,"
That's fair business-like you skunk"
cried Cartier. Peel yourself and waltz
out herep'
"Mr. JONES'" said the "war boss of
the hills" in mild, conciliatory tone,
II am satisfied that this man is friend
Of yours. You might insult me and
banter me and tear me all to pieces. but
against friend of yours I'd never lift a
hand. Now, your friend is Of the right
stripe, | like his looks Thar's no use
Of two good men a fghtin' for nothing,
so I'll tell you what you'd best do. You
give him $500 and me $500, an wen
work together The two of us could
cbaw up the town--wc'd be terror to
it,"
mo" said Jones. "you wont do
You amt game, you
Hes dunghill," Clipped in Cartier.
IL can't fight in room, - said the fell
low; Il have never yet had fight in
room. | don't like It"
81 guess you are not stuck after it
anywhere" said Cartier.
"Tts rather close to fight in ROOM"
said Jones. Then turning to the fellow,
whose eyes were still wandering in the
direction of Carriers coat tail, he hand.
cd him $50 gold piece. saying, "Take
this I hire you for my open air fighter
You are never TO fight for me except in
the open air, and where there is a good |
chance for you to run"
Thank you, Mr.. Jones'" said the
fellow, pocketing the coin and making /
for the door. "Thank you. and if /
ever see a show to put in a lick for you,
I'll not forget to do it,"
Provided you have chance to rum"
sneered Cartier.
Turning as he was passing out Of the /
door, the fellow said
"Ifs all very nice, Mr.. Jones, but I
that is either Big Jim Cartier or the dew (