The daily intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Territory [i.e. Wash.]) 1876-1881, 1876-06-20
STORIES OF CALIFORNIA
LIFE.

Jaw Charlton. the New York CORES
pondcnt of the Ddajary .Neacs. speaking
Of Gabriel Conroy" aud its author.
says, Bret ilartc owes little To Califor
MIA He never made his pile there.
after il had refusi - make him wealthy
ho panned out from himself some
sketches and poems that did more for
the glory of Gal fornia than it ever did
for him. have heard him express the
same aversion u California that he eX-
presses in his book lie is personally moi,
y popular man; but | have always liked
him. His conversation Is as good as
his writing. He once told me that a, n
certain time he was In an inland valley
" here sunset had taken TO "a tavern
number Of Struggling travellers. OF whom
he WAS one In q corner AT little
man with his head bowed upon bis
hands in melancholy meditation. Men
We're sitting around and playing cards
aud drinking, when suddenly there rose
tall. strong stranger, who, folding his
arms roared
Il am the man from the mountains
There were no RESPONSES. This was
a challenge to fight There was fight
in the air. Again he said with words
of emphatic intent.
II am tire man from the mountains"
He got nc takers. The affair became
very impressive. and the mans manner
became more obtrusive Suddenly the
the little fellow, who had been sitting
quietly with bowed head in the corner.
softly rose. and in subdued but earnest
tones. uttered:
the valley
The big bully looked as him mo-
mcni, and then took out.
This reminds me of story told by
General Gashwilder. One day in the
early times he was standing iii pio-
neer shsnty saloon. III company with .
great biz fighter, Who was the terror ot
the camp and town. There was moth
lng that this giant could net whip. and
very littlo he had not whipped. This
big fellow was setting near the bar when
= stranger entered, He WAS new
conner in town. He was no. more than
twenty y-five. slenderly built, pale, with
hig eyes, delicate features. aud a hand
like girl. lie stepped quietly mp to
the bar and asked for glass of brandy
The glass MAS placed before him, where
upon the bully arose from his chair. pu,
his big. brawny hand in from, of the
yoaugster. took the brandy and drank
H. The young man said nothing, but
quietly laid down four bits and said
Give me another glass Of brandy
The brandy was put on, the glass
filled and the bully again reached for.
ward. took the brandy aud drank II.
The youngS.er put four bits on thc
counter and said, easily:
"Giyc tnc tsre glasses Of brandy.
The swo glasses were put cat. filled
and the bully the third time reached
forward. took a glass aud drank II. The
young man paid no attention even To
The giants pistols aud knives. ba; tax
ing the other glass drank it snd put
down a dollsr Then. with easy tnan-
ner. he leit the bar for the door. walkcd
five or SIX steps. turned like lash OF
lightning and shot the bully thrcagh
the hcsli. ~ be walked on; of the
door be sald 20 one Of the bys,auderS
That fellow might have hurt sosnc
body, yet
Twas one day Standing an the plat
form of the worst of al restaurants II
the world lat Rswlins, Wyoning Ter
sitory. A LADY and her little girl were
sitting At one q The iahles inside. On
The platform was hunter with
hryach-loading rife ard hels fall II
cas;silg~s In f.sollog with the llece il
suddenly went off the halie. drove
through The thin clapb-esrd, passed
through the coat of a man inside and
whixxel between the head Of the lady
and her little daughter. He quietly
smiled ard "a, in another cartridge. |
was thoroughly mAdiened a; has cool
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