The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1877-04-05

| ssW-what dye mean-who ar ye!'
! whispered the native as he walked
around the stove and put on terrible
look.
'sMy name is Logwood,'' was the
calm reply, land / mean that, if !
were you, I'd crawl out of those old
buds, and put on some decent clothes!'
ssDon't talk that way to me, or you
won't live a mint - exclaimed the
native as he hoped around. ''Why,
you homesick coyote, I'm Grizzly
Dan, the heaviest Indian fighter in the
world was the first white man to
scout for Gen. Crook! [ was the
first white man in the Black Hills!
was the first white man among the
Modocs!''
81 don't believe it - fatty replied
the painter. "You look more like the
first white man down to the dinner
table -
The native drew his knife, put it
back again, looked around, and then
softly asked:
sStranger, will We come over behind
the ridge and shoot and slash till this
thing is settled q
:sYou bet l will - replied the man
from Jersey, as he rose up. s'Just
pace right out and I'll follow -
Every man in the room jumped to
his feet in wild excitement. The ma
tive started for the back door, but
when he found the car painter at his
heels, with a siX-barrelled Colt in his
hand, he halted and said:
''Friend, come to think of it, /
don't want to kill you and have your
widow come on me for damages"
GO right ahead-I'm not married
man ~ replied the painter.
'sBut you've got relatives, and l
don't want no law suits to bother me
just as spring is coming"
"I'm an orphan, without a relative
in the world - shouted the Jerseyite.
swell, the law will make me bury
you, and it would be weeks work to
dig a grave at this season of the year.
l think I'll break a rib or two for you,
smash your nose, gouge out your left
eye, and let it go at that -
''That suits me to dot!'' said the
painter. "Gentlemen, please stand
back, and some of you shut the door
to the ladies' room -
81 was the first man to attack a
grizzly bear with the bowie knife,
remarked the native when he looked
around. 81 was the first man to dis.
cover silver in Nevada. made the
first scout up Powder river. / was
the first man to make hunting-shirts
out of the skins Of Pawnee Indians.
don't want to hurt this man, as he
seems kinder sad and down-hearted,
but he must apologize to me-"
81 won't do it," cried the painter.
ssGentlemen I never fight without
taking off my coat, and 1 don't see
any nail here to hang it on" said the
native.
''I'll hold it'll hold it - shouted
a dozen voices in chorus.
sAnd another thing" softly con
tinued the native. l never fight in q
hot room. | used to do it years ago
but l found it was running me into
the consumption. | always do my
fighting out doors now"
"I'll go out with you, you old rab
bit.killer - exclaimed the painter, who
had his coat off.
"That's another deadly insult, to bt
wiped out in blood, and see l must
finish you. l never fight around q
depot, though. l 60 out on the prairie
where there is chance to throw my
self"
"Where's your prairie, lead thu
way!' howled the crowd.
sit wouldn't do any good" replied
the native, as he leaned against tn,
wall. 81 always hold a ten dollar goll
piece in my mouth when fight, and
haven't got one to-day-in fact, In
dead broke.''
"Here's a gold piece!" called a tai
man. holding up the metal.
"I'm 4 thousand times obleeged,
mournfully replied the native, shakin,
his head. 81 never got into figh
without putting red paint on my lef
ear for luck and l haven't any ret
paint by me, and there isn't bit il
Reno"
neutrality-suspicious." de
manded the car painter, reaching GU
for the bear skin cap.
81 took solemn oath when a bo
never to fight without painting m
left ear, protested the Indian killer
''You wouldn't want me to go back OF
my solemn oath, would yOu!'
you're a cabbage, a squash,
pumpkin dressed up in leggings - con
temptuOusly remarked the car painter
as he put on his coat.
eyes, he's great coward" re
marked several others, as they turne
l. away.
d "fll give ten thousand dollars 70
I. ten drops of red paiEt - shrieked tn
Y native. ooh why is it that have n
e red paint for my ear when here is suc
a chance to go In and kill -
II A big blacksmith from Illinois too
/, him by the neck and run him out, an
Il he was seen no more for an hour. Jus
d before the train started, and after al
! the naSSenoerS had taken scots th