The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1874-06-18

"Cneap! OF course 1t is. L rather ike
your style, or | wouldn't undertake: sthe.
jolt. at that tgger. Come-is it baIgain?
ANT y our maa at the tigger natiaedPf
Eas> 'ssNseH, not soafast. III am to haNefa
| fighter, ! want the best that is to be had
[ don't want a fellow that will be kicked
and cuifed about town by every bumrn Ter
] am able to pay for tirst-class fighter,
and won't have anything else"
Amt l q tighter?' rolling his eyes
ilercely, and thrusting first his right then
his left straight out from the shoulder,
dueking his head comically about and
posing himself on one foot; will any
| body kick and cuff meme, the war boss
of the hills. tie Taranterler of Calaveras?
Not much
Have You ever whipped anvbody?"
Ever whipped anybody? Me-have /
ever whipped anybody? You make me
laugh. Next you will be asking if was
ever whipped Show me Your men
for l amt particular about 'em coming
one at time, Bring 'em on, and IN
whip all that can stand in this room in
one minute by the clock
Well" said y. p Il think You'll
do; but az | said before, l want the best
man in the country My fighter must be
regular fighting striker Now / have
another man in my eye. He is something
of tighter; has a graveyard of his own
OF considerable size. 1t lies between the
| pair OF you. The best man Is the man
for my money
''D-n your man! Bling him on. On
me I'll deyour him, Show him to the
Taranterler"
Remain here two minutes and III
bring him in
Now, before coming into the room with
the fellow, Mr. Jones had observed James
n. Carter-commonly known on the Pa
cltic coast as Big Jim sauntering
about the saloon. AS is well known to
everybody i'll this city, and pretty gener-
ally throughout the towns and cities of
Nevada and California; Jim Cartier is a
! poweriully-built man, standing over six
feet six inches IL his stockings, a man who
Is ION the shoulder and is at home with
either knife or pistol. as more than one
| grave can testify. Calling to Cartier, Mr.
Jones briefly made known the situation
and invited him in to interview the "war
boss Of the hills.
Tiis was rs good a 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 wick ed smile
playing upon his features Said he
| us this the blessed infant that has come
| to cat me up? Is this the Calaveras skunk
| that has come over here to set himself up
as chief" Move back the chairs
With this Cartier began to wriggle from
! side TO side in the effort to ''shuck" him
! SELF Of the long-tailed black coat he al
ways wore, and in so doing he displayed
on one side that famous old handled,
sixteen-inch bowie knife, his constant com
| panion, and on the ether the butt of navy
| revolver
so this is the lop-cared cur Of Gala
Yeras who comes here to set up as fight
er? Move the chairs to the wall 7" cried
Cartier, still wriggling at his coat.
"Mr. Jones, cried the mighty devourer
Of men, "Alr. Jones, this man is a friend
of yours can't fight any friend of yours.
| With any friend OF yours am lamb |
| could not harm hair of his headr'
No friend at all. He is a fighter like
yourself Besides, what has friendship
got to do with a transaction involving
| $1,000? | want the best man can find
If you whip this fellow hire You as my
| fighter. That's all there is about it,
" That's far and business like, Won
skunk cried Cartier "Peel yourself and
waltz out here =
NH. Jones" said the war horse of the
hills, in mild, conciliatory tone, 81 am
satisfied that this man is q friend of
yours. You might insult me and banter
me and tear me all to pieces. but
against a friend of yours I'd never lift
hand. Now your friend is of the right
stripe, | like his looks There's no use of
two good men q fghtin' for nothing, so
| I'll tell you what you'd best do You give
him $500 and me $500 an We'll work to-
gether. The two of us could chaw up the
town-wed be q terror TO it
No = said Jones, You wont do You
amt game, yon-
He's a dunghiIl," Clipped in Cartier
q can't fight in ROOM said the fell
low; Il have never Yet had a fight in a
room | don't like it.''
Il guess YOU are not stuck after it any
where said Cartier
1T is rather close to fight in a room,N
said Jones. Then turning to the fellow,
whose eyes were stlll wandering in the
direction of Carriers coat tails, he handed
him 500 gold piece, saying, Take this
| hire you tor my open-air fighter. You
are never to fight for me except in the
open air, and where there is 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 lick for You, I'll not tor
get to do it,
provided You have 4 chance TO run, ="
sneered Cartier
Turning as he was passing out OF the
door, the fellow said:
Its all very nice, Mr.. Jones but that
is either Big jim Cartier or the devil, and
! ynll caM,t rill o. him In ON mo 3