The weekly miner. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1878-1881, 1879-09-23

old man a little game o. talk one day, and
Induced him to whack up in advance O. the
death racket. He'd no sooner got his dive in
his fist than he shook the old man an struck
out to take in some o. the other camps. He
had a way tp time fur a while, an slung his
cash to the front like he owned the best payin'
lead on airth ; but hard luck hit him at last
an left him fat. The book don't state what
he went broke on, but l recon he got steered
up agin some brace game, But, any how he
got left without a chip, or 2 four-bit piece to
go an eat on. An old granger then TUX him
home an set him to herdin' hogs, an here he
got so bard up an hungry that he piped of
the swine while they were feedin' an stood
in with 'em on a husk lunch. He soon weak
ened on such plain provinder, an says to him
self, says he Even the old mans hired
hands are Twin on square grub while I'm
worrying along here on corn husks straight.
I'll just take a grand tumble to myself an
chop on the racket at once. I'll skip back to
for a new DEAL so off he started"
"The old man seed the kid comm and
what do you reckon lie done? Did he pull
his gun and lay for him, intending to wipe
him out as soon as he got in to range? Did
he call the dogs to chase him off the ranch ?
Did he rustic around for a club and give him
d stand-off at the back gate? Ell? Not to
any alarming extent he didn't . No, sir. The
Scripture book SAYS he waltzed out to
meet him, an froze to him on the spot, and
kissed him, and then marched him off to a
clothing store and fitted him out in the mob
biest rig to be had for coin. Then the old
gent invited all the %neighbors, killed a fat
calf. and give the biggest blowout the camp
had ever seed"
At the conclusion of the narrative the
speaker paused, evidently framing in his
mind proper application of the story. Before
he could resume, atall, blear-eyed gambler,
with a fierce mustache, arose and said:
"Tain't me as would try ter break up a
meeting, or do any thing disreligious. No ST..
l am not that sort of a citizen. But in all
public hoodoos it is a parliamentary rule for
anybody h wants to AK questions to rise up
and fire them of. [ don't want to fool away
time a questioning the workings of religion,
oh, no. As long as it is kept in proper bounds
and does not interfere with the boys in their
games l do not see as it can do harm. Just
want to ask the honorable speaker if he has
not given himself dead away ? Does it stand |
to reason that a bloke who fed upon corn
husks when there was hash factories in the
Would anybody have refused him
the price of a square meal If he he'd q struck
fur it? Would any Of the dealers that beat
him out of bis coin see him starve? As | re-
marked afore, l do not want to make any dis
respectable breaks, but I must say that I |
have got 1t put up that the speaker has been
a trying ter feed lis on cussed thin taffy, and
no one but a silly would take 1t in"
Bill glared upon the speaker and fairly
"Do you mean to say that I am a liar ?"
"Wall you can take it juit as you choose.
folks would swaller il in that shape"
Bill pulled his revolver, d in an instant
he bright barrels of nul- lerous weapons
flashed in the air as the friends of each party
prepared for active duty. The brave preacher
the first to fire, and the rash doubter of
truths fell dead on the ground. Shot
shot in quick succession, and when
juliet was again restored, a score or more of
lead and wounded mel were carried from
he tent. Having secured attention, Bill
laid: ... .. .. ....
Further proceedings is adjourned for the
lay. You will receive the doxology."
The audience arose.
"May grace, mercy, and peace be with each
you now and forever amen /; and | want it
distinctly understood that I am a going to
maintain a proper respect for the gospel If |
AVE ter croak every dirty son-of-a-gun of a
inner in the mines. Meetin' is out"
The crowd filed from the lent as coolly as
I nothing extraordinary had occurred. and
s l gained the sidewalk l heard a man re-
"Bill has got the sand to make a bang-up |
and l would not wonder if he made
big mark in the world yet."-Behemian
Panderer in Carbon, (W. ~ Journal.