The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1876-09-14
How iIIe Name OftsaTOiheT'' Saw
eda OHIpFit's Neck.

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The present instance, a wild FcussS
seen froqgonting the settle
fihsMtsi bad been appropriating. q
'broncho' Qndian pony belonging tc
a ncighboring ranchman, and had
been pursued, captured, and brought
back. Old Job was summoned to try
the culprit, and aspot in the rocky
gulch near the squire's cabin was Sc,
lected as the site for the investiga-
tion. A motley crowd of hunters,
trappers, miners, and rancheros were
present. Some were lying on the
ground and others were sitting upon
the rocks, all anxiously awaiting the
squire's coming, Jobsoon came from
towards The cabin; and, with dignif-
ed air, seated himself on a boulder,
took off his bcar-skin cap, and said;
'Fellers, the court are ready to git
down to biz, an i want yer all to
cheese yer racket, an let up on that
chin music accordingto law. Throw
yer hair in sight, an pay 'tention to
the court,
Every hat came off at this COM
mand, and his homo, glancingaround
the circle, said; 'Whar is the d
cuss?'
The mountainccrs armed with
Henry rifles and six-shooters, step
ped forward with The thief, a young
man wearing a bold, deyil-may-care
expression. His hands were secure
ly fastened behind his back with
buckskin thongs. Clad in buckskin
from head TO foot he presented 4 pic
turesquo appearance as he faced the
squire,
What do yer call yer when at
homo?' Asked The court, -.
Amt got any home, '1east@fsd IN
these parts, sullonlylcplicd the pris-
oner.
Amt, hey? Well, what's thename
yer TUX when yer left the States,
thcn?'
The boys hycr on the hills call me
Tiger jim.
well, Tige, yer spotted hoss
thief, an reckon thar's somethin'
in it, or the boys wouldn't Il brought
youin, You can't expect tony tlial
like you'd get down to Laramie or in
eny of them towns along the road
We haven't eny paper, pens, or ink,
or cny of that sort of foolishness up
hyar in the hills, an thar amt one
of us could engineer EN- if we had,
so we'll jest grind your through, an
do the best we can for yer In the
law l now asl; yer, did yer collar that
hoss-but STOPPER right thar, doggone
it, forgot to swar you. Come mitcy
near forgittin' it. Hold up yer right
han'r
'Holdup nothin.' How kinIwhen
they are tied titer'n blazes?"
That's so. Yer k'rect, Tige, but
guess eny member of the body'll be
'cordin' 10 law in extreme cases.
Steddy him a little, fellcrs, SOS he
kin hold up his right foot
Tige raised his moccasin-covored
foot, while a guard of each side held
him in position
Now, then, amt a fly on them
ar lawyers afydavys, but I'll make
her stout enough to hold a Mexican
mule Tiger Jim, doyou swarby the
laws of Wyoming Territory, that ev-
cry time yer chip into my racket
yell give us a square truth2 An ef
yer don't, do yer hope that yer may
get chawcd up by grizzly, chopped
to pieces by Sioux, strung up to u
pine with a rope round yer neck, an
fail to connect Oh heaven when yer
light goes out, to the best of yer un-
dclStandin' asprovidcd by law, s'hclp
yer, ch?
That's jest wat I does, paidy.'
Now, Tiger, yer under oath, an
ovry time yer speak yer want to hit
the bulls eye. Did yer hear thas
boss?
Wall, Uncle job, thars no use
olyin' bout it, an I'll tell yer jist
how il war. Las night you know
thar war u jamboreo over at Al Milk
ings ranch, in Millor's Gulch, and /
war thar AL had bin in Larime
city mn got a kcg o good old bulge,