The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1877-04-01
The First Nan.

Inc FIST nan.
Some repairs were needed to the en-
CINE when the train reached Reno, and
while most of the passengers were talk
ing a philosophical view of the delay
and making themselves rs comfortable
rs possible in the depot, in walked a
native. He wasn't a native Indian,
nor a native grizzly, but a native Neva-
dian, and he was rugged out in imper-
ial style. He wore a bearskin coat and
cap, buckskin leggings and moccasins,
and in his belt vas q big knife and two
revolvers. There was lightning. in his
eye, destruction in his walk, and as he
sauntered up to the red-hot stove and
scattered tobacco juice over it, a dozen
passengers looked pale with fear.
Among the travellers was a c%ar-painter
from Jersey City, and after surveying
the native for q moment he coolly in
quired:
AREN'T you afraid you'll fall down
and hurt yourself with those w%eapons9"
"W-what!" grasped the native in
establishment.
81 suppose they sell such outfits as
you've got on at auction out here, don't
theyp" continued the painter.
''W-what dye mean-who ar YEP"
whispered the native as he walked
around the stove and put on q terrible
look.
"My lame is Logwood," was the
calm reply, ''and 1 mean that if l were
you I'd crawl out of those old duds, and
put on some decent c~lothes!''
Don't tal ( that way to me, or you
won't live a minit!" exclaimed the ma
tive, as he hoped round. "Why, you
homesick coyote, I'm Grizzly Dan, the
heaviest Indian fighter in the world 1
was the first white man to scout for
Gen. Crook! I wa the first white man
in the Black Hillsl 1 was the first
white man among the Modocsl"
81 don't believe i'll" fatty replied
the painter. "You look more like the
first man down to the dinner tablet"
The native drew his knife, put 1t
back again, and then softly asked.
~"Stranger, will ye come over behind
the ridge and shoot and slash until this
thing is settled?"
"You bet 1 will" replied the man
from Jersey, as he rose to his feet. 'Just
pace right out and I'll follow you'll"
Every man in the room jumped to
his feet in excitement. The native
started for the back door, but when he
found the car painter at his heels, with
a siI-barreled Colt in his hand, he halted
and said:
"Friend, come 10 think about it, l
don't want to kill you and have your
widow come on me for damages"
"Go right ahead-I'm not II married
man." replied the painter.
"But you've got relatives, and I don't
want no lawsuits to bother me just rs
spring is coming"
"1'm an orphan, without a relative in
the world!" shouted the Jerseyite.
"Wel the law will make me bury
you, and it would be a 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 you go at that"
THAT suits me to a dotl'' said the
painter. "Gentlemen, please stand
back, and some of you shut the door to
the ladies room"
~ was the first man to attack a griz-
ely bear with the bowie knife" remark
ed the native as he looked around. Il
vas the first man to discover silver in
Nevada. I made the first scout up the
Powder River. 1 was the first man to
make hunting shirts out of the skin of
Pawnee Indians. / don't want to hurt
this man, as he seems kinder sad and
down hearted, but he must apologize to
me.n atts azr
81 won't do itl' cried the painter.
"Gentlemen, 1 never fight without
taking my off my coat, and 1 don't see