The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1878-07-05

awaiting hi#eonfTero.
The stranger became reminiscent once
more as If weary Of eonpemp plating The duh
lefhargy Of his present location.
9 wish / was back ia GonlterviI1e az Il. :.
he said, regrotfulIy. Oh, but th t vas
the place fur fun an excitement--a buryin'
matinee eY,ry day an eoroner's levy
ey'ry night. shootin' I'LL ye couldn't
rest, an cuttin' ev'y hour by the clock.
Lord, low the time used to fly when was
down thar. Tt seems Ike adream. They
was The happiest days o my life. -
The stranger lost himself in an ecstacy
/ Of delicious reverie.
{ How'd ye come to feel this insatiate
thirst for blood = quietly asked the fidgety
| gentleman, aa cody as Il he were discussing
q companions rheumatic pains or a frjend's
chronic complaint.
" Well, / couldn't exactly say" answer
ed the man Of corpses as earelessly as his
questioner stI s'pose it all comes Of early
eddication. Yer see / was a great reader,
an wen I was quite young I got hold O.
some yeller kivered books Jest full G. blood
n thunder an that sot me thinkin' on
the subjec'. I Ireeollect. one called Dead
Men Tell no Tales ; or, the Fiend o the
Cow Pasture The yarn was better N
the Psr7ice Gazette, an it planted the long
IN fur blood deep in youthful bosom. But
l didn't 60 much on the hero's style O
bizuess He used an AK, an I always con-
sidored thattoo demed brutal. Then
read The Pisoned Doughnur; or, The
Pastry Cooks Revenge This IN was
| powerful strong, but don't cotton to pison
either, faint 'zaekly the thing for man
/ of houor, ye know. 4 high minded killer
like me don't use no sioh means o gittin'
i'd o troublesome people. Then there
was tha5 yarn, forgot the name, about
the doctor that soused his corpses in quick
lime, cause I amt in the scientific line.
Then there was them stories full Of Injans,
an border Toughs, an sich. They used
To raise the hair on nv head till got used
to 'enl but after | killed my first man
they was as slimpsy ez mush an milk.
When gotstarted once could made piles
OF coin, but wasn' in the bizness for sich
purposes. How cud / make money? Why,all
| he'd to do was to let some undertaken or
s1me tombstone cutter know wen I was
out fur a KILN, an he'd a give me big
eommish ON the returns from the plantin'
o the corpse. Why, he'd piles o. good
effers, bnt thet wasn't my lay. was kiln
fur the love O the thing, an money didn't
hey no infooeuce 18th me. But they KEEP
efter me all tie same, an I he'd to make
coffin merchant git into one Of bis own
hoxes aforc they'd quit pesterin' me- an
let up ia their bribIn, corruption games.
Yes, it hes been kinder dull lately, an KEN
up here hopfn' to see better times but I'm
gi.tih' tired waitin'. don't see no signs
I tiffE fffbff II fftag FIR
cast one of his peculiarly baleful glanoes
upon the shiverng crowd, as if seeking
another victim" Each indiyidual--e1-
cept, perhaps. tho selfpossessed gentleman
behiud tic sloye--tied to shllnk from OBJ
selyatiop nd wien tie terrible man
Limited that lie ''hedn't heered nobody
aereein' ilh 1be Gov'nor o sonth Car
ltt,y," lhlle was most luderous alacritg
ou tie }arto tic teamster. the hostler,
and tie dissipated Eoung man TO ''agree,"
and Jhe pdnfuIly nar7ons rapidity with
which ffa barkeeFer mixed the drinks in
dcated tisat bis own apprehensions were
aot by ally means dormant
The gentleman behind tbe stove rescued
the company from its embarrassment BY
irquizipg
Do you approve Of novels ez a general
tblng9'
"0f course I do leastways the kind ez
teaches a fe1ler to rely on himself ii ! row
the kind ez makes man game to jrmp
anything thet walks, runs, Or cTawls.
was passin' q book store down here q bit
asac, and noticed some papers with pieters
representa- the kind o. yarns the little
kids reads nowadays. One was called
Big Ben, tbs seouto o. the Taller Stun
Then there was another called The Boy
Devourer, or the Pirate q the Guf.<
another nieter showed a feller called Lit
tls Lightnin' a-hookin' . skelp oafun
Black1oot Iniun. Them's the KIND O
stories tie BOYS read now. an they'll make
fus,-cls.ss stuff u the risin' generation, you
bet -
This able dissertation upon the popular
juvenile literature OF the day was Listened
to so intentIy BY the strangers audience
that none OF them noticed Tho entrance OF 2
slender, pale-faced young man, clothed N
taultless attire, swinging q huge SehoW
cane, and displaying in his frilled shirt
front an enormous gold specimen pm. he
stood for moment regarding tile stranger
and bis eotsrie of breathless auditors
Then IN short, sharp, crisp sentence he
straightened item all into upright rigid
statues.
Slash the racket, you ornery old BUM
ner. What're yegisin' rs now, Chicago,
taffy
Il was the new barkeeper.
Tuning to the man behind the bar, this
leekless young man asked, n 2 sneefing,
exasperating tone
How many drinks has this id tramp
beat yon out Of, George : 3
The abashed barkeeper did not reply but
glaneed with half apprehensiye expression
at the bloodthirsty stranger. The latter
vas picture. One arm rested helplessly
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He attempted To speak
Ah--I didn't--it's : all riEsht-B Biill, Eoa
know
Ya-as. know, you old Ioatln' whisky
bloat, an ef Jon don't leave the place
double-quica, I'll kick you out az I usually
DO. sayey.n
The stranger arose slowly and unsteady
his eye wandering II perple1lty abollt tlis
rn{.aa His uanvas1efa3a we're 1sESts raEsIu