Weekly Trinity journal., 1877-05-19
THE FIRST MAN.

possible in the depot, in walked a native.
lie wasn't native Indian, nor a native
grizzly, but native Neyadiau, and he
was rugged out in imperial style. He
wore a bcarskin coat and cap, buckskin
leggus and moccasius, and in his belt
was a big kni,c and two reyolvers. There
was lightniug in his oyc, destruction in
his walk, aud as he sauntered up to the
red hot stove, and scattered tobacco juice
over it, dozen passengers looked pale
with fear. Among the travellers was a
car painter from dorsey City, and, after
surveying the native cody inquired
"Aren't you afraid youll fall down
and hurt Yourself with those weapons p"
"W-whatw gaspel the native in as
toni,hment.
Il suppose they sell such outfits as
you've got on at auction out here, don't
they % continued the painter.
"W-what d'yo moon-who ar yo ."
whispered the native, as he walked
around the stove and put on terrible
look
"My uame is Logwood, >" was the calm
reply" "and mean that, il were you
Id crawl out OF those old duds and put
on some decent clothes ~
"Dou't talk that way 20 me, or you
won't live mint :" exclaimed the ma
tive, rs he hoppcd oroud. 'Why, you
homesick coyote, I'm Grizzly Dan, the
heaviest Indian tightor in the world ! !
was the first white man to scout for Gon-
eraI Crook WA, the first white man
among the Modocs :"
81 don't believe itW fatty ropliod the
painter. Nou look moro like tho first
white man down to the dinner table I"
Tho native drew his knife, put it back
again, looked around, and then softly
asked
stranger, will you come over behind
the ridge and shoot and slash till this
thing is settled ?"
"You bet viii" replied the man
from Jersey, as he rose up. "Just puce
right out, and I'l follow -
Every man in the room Jumped TO his
feet in wild excitement Tho native
started for the back door, but when he
found the ear painter at hi, hepls, with a
six barrclcd Colt in his hand, no halted
and said:
"Fricud, come to think Of it, | don't
want to kill you and have your widow
come on me for damages"
"Go right ahcad-Im not married
man "rcpiod the painter.
"But you've got relatives and | don t
want no law suits to bother me just as
spring is coming"
"I'm an orphan, without relative in
the world !" shouted the Jerseyitc.
well, the law will mike mo bury you
aud it will be II weeks work to dig a
grave at this season OF The year. | think
TN break rib or two for you, smash
your nose, gougo out your lott eye and
let it go at lbnt %
"ThAt suits me to a dotw said tho
painter. "Genilemen, please stand back
and ,omo OF you shut the door to tho
ladies room ~
&" was the irt nun to attack criz-
zly bear with the bowie knife, " remarked
the native rs lac looked around. 81 was
the first man to DISCOVER silver in Nevada.
l made the first scout up Powder river.
don't want to hurt this man, as ho seems
kinder sad and downhearted, but he
must apologize to mo-"
81 won't do it - said The painter.
"Geutamen, never fight without TAX
ing of my coat, and l don't see any
mad here TO hang it on, J." said the native.
"I'li hold it-l'll hold it I" shouted Il
dozen voices in chorus.
"And another thing" softly continued
the native. 81 never fight in hot room
used to do it years ago, but | found it
was running me into consumption. al
way- do my lighting out doors now.'
"l'll go ont with you, you old rabbit
killer!' exclaimed the painter, who had
Iii, coat Of
"Thats another deadly insult, to be
wiped out in blood, aud / SEQ | must fin
ish you. 1 never fight around depot,
though | 60 out on tho prairie, where
there is chance to throw myself"
"Whare's your prairie, lead tho way p
howIed the crowd.
1T wouldn't do any good, replied the
native, as he leaned against the WALL 81
always hold a ton-dollar gold piece in my
hand when fight, aud haven't got one
toduy-in fact, I'm dead broke"
"Hore's a gold piece' ~ called a tall
man, holding up the metal.
"I'm thousand times obleeged, :"
mournfully replied the native shaking his
head. 81 never 20 into fight without
putting red paint on my left ear for luck,
aud / haven't any red paint by me, and
there isn't bit to be had at Reno"
"Are-you- going to- fight ?" de-
manded the ear painter, reaching out Tor
the bear-skin cap.
1 t'uN hulNlHh Vhth "hcH bOy
never to fight without painting my left
ear," protested the Indian killer. "You
wouldn't want me to 20 back on my sol
emn oath would you p
You're a cabbage, a squash, pump
kin dressed up in leggns !" contemptu-
ously remarked the car painter as he pat
on bis coat.
"Yes, he's great coward" remarked
several Others as they walked away.
"Id give ten thousand dollars for ten
drops OF red paint ~ shricked the native.
"Oh! Why is it that l have no paint for