The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1877-04-13
THE FIRST MIN.


Ting themselves as comfortable as posi-
bic in the depot, in walked a native. FL
wasn't native Indian, nor a nativ,
grizzly, but native Neyadian, and h,
was rugged out in imperial style. H,
wore bearskin coat and cap, buckskir
leggings and moccasins, and in his bel
was big knife and two revolvers
There was lightning in his eye, destruc
ton in his walk, and as he sauntered NJ
to the red hot stove and scattered tobacco
Juice over it, a dozen passengers looked
pale with fear. Among the traveller:
was car painter from Jersey city, and
after surveying the native for moment
he coolly inquired:
Aren't you afraid you'll fall down
and hurt yourself with those weapons ?''
"W-whatW gasped the native in as
tOnishment
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you've got on at auction out here, don't
they?" continued the painter.
"W-what dye mean-who ar yep
whispered the native as he walked
around the stove and put on terrible
look.
"My name IS Logwood," +" was the calm
reply, "and l mean that If were you,
I'd crawl ont of those old duds, and put
on some decent clothes"
Don't talk that way to me, OF you
won't i've mint" exclaimed the ma
tive as he hoped around. "Why you
homesick coyote, I'm Grizzly Dan, the
heaviest Indian fighter in the world ! l
was the first white man 10 scout for Gen.
Crook | was the first white man in the
Black Hills! l was the first white man
among the Nodocsw
4 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
stranger, will We come over behind
the ridge and shoot and slash until this
thing is settled?"
''You bet l willn replied the man
from Jersey, as be rose up. Just pace
right out and I'll follow"
Every man in the room jumped to his
feet in with excitement. The native
started for the back door, but when he
found the car painter at his heels with a
six barreled Colt in his hand, he halted
Aend said
" Friend, come 10 think of it, I don't
want to kill you and have your widow
come on me for DAMAGES.
4" Go right ahead Pm not a married
man :" replied the painter.
"a But you've got relatives, and l don't
want no lawsuits to bother me just as
spring is coming"
"Pm an orphan, without a relative in
the world!" shouted the Jerseyite.
81 Well, the law would make me bury
you, and it would take weeks work to
dig a grave at this season of the year l
think I'll break a rib OF two for you,
smash your nose, gouge out your left eye,
and let it 60 at that"
THAT suits me to a dot :" said the
painter. Gentlemen, please stand
back, and some of you shut .ae door to
the ladies' room"
q / was the first man to attack a grizzly
eear with the bowie knife" remarked
the native, IA he looked around. 81
was the first man to discover silver in
Nevada. l made the first scout on Pow
der river. l was the first man to make
hunting-shirts out of the skins of Pawnee
Indians l don't want to hurt this
man, as he seems kinder sad and down
hearted, but he must apologize to me-"
" l won't do itW cried the painter.
" Gentlemen, never fight without
taking off my coat, and l don't see any
nail here TO hang it on" said the ma
tive"
"Tn hold it :" shouted dozen voices
in chorus.
"And another thing" softly con
tinued the native, &" never fight in hot
room; l used 10 do it years ago, but l
found it was running me into con
sumption always do my fighting out
doors now"
"Tn go out with you, you old rabbit
Killer exclaimed the painter, who had
his coat of.
"Thats another deadly insult, to be
wiped out in blood, and l see l must
finish you. / never fight around
depot, though. l so out on a prairie,
where there is a chance to throw my
self"
Where's your prairie?-lead the
wayW W howled the crowd.
at wouldn't do any good" replied
the native. as he leaned against the wall
81 always hold a ten dollar gold piece in
my mouth when fight, and | haven't
got one to-day-in fact, I'm dead broke"
Here's gold piece!" called tall
man. holding up the metal.
"Tm thousand times obleeged,"
mournfully replied the native shaking
his head" never 60 into a fight with
out putting red paint on my left ear for
luck; and l haven't any red paint by me,
and there isn't bi, in Reno"
"Are-you-going-to- fight ?" de-
manded the cal painter, reaching out for
the bear-skin cap.
al took a solemn oath when boy
never to fight without painting my left
ear" protested the Indian killer. You
wouldn't want me to go back rOn my
solemn oath, would you ~
You're a cabbage, squash, pump
kin, dressed up in leggingsr' contemPtus
ously remarked the car painter, as he put
on his coat.
" Yes, he'sIa great coward, " remarked
several others as they turned away.
"I'lI give $4,000 for ten drops of red
paint ~ shrieked the native. Oh why
is it that have no paint for my ear
when here is such chance to go in and
kill?"
A big blacksmith from Illinois took
him by the neck and run him out, and
he was seen no more for an hour. Just
before the train started, and after all the
passengers had taken seats, the rirst
man" was seen on the platform. He