Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, D.T. [N.D.]) 1878-1884, 1880-09-03
SUNDAY SALAD.
Mr.. Hannaffn at COney Island-Stan-
ley Huntley Gives 1t Away.
Sunday Salad in Brooklv,

Beach. MIR. Hannifn is an oracle in his
own country, prophet highly honored,
and naturally he was not at all abashed
by even the splendor of the walters he
found at the seaside ....
"You might fetch some CLANS, stran-
GER" he remarked 10 more than ordin-
arily high artist, fetch the high tondcst
CLANS in the ranche."
"How'll you have 'em, sir?" interroga
ted the waiter.
"Straight. Fetch the fust ones straight.
Well have 'em mixed directly. Bring
quart of Heidsic, if its good~-we don't
want no poor stocK."
Tie waiter re-appeared with two plates,
each bearing nine clans, and set them
down with flourish.
"aold on, pardner, l beg. Deal me
three more CLANS. I don't play with no
short hand. Shuttle 'em over and stock
'em different"
"But that's dish," demonstrated the
waiter. I'VE only give nine with d
plate"
"What's the matter? Bank busted? I
don't care for the plate. I want CLANS.
Jist set the other three on chair if you're
short of plates"
The waiter looked perplexed, but
finally asked, "Do you want another
plate?"
"No, DON'T" rejoined Mr.. Hannifin,
but want my full dose Of clans. The
stack is three short. You can have the
plate, but you must make the change
good before the game starts. You've
made a m1sdeal, stranger, and you can't
set em up on me. Shuttle 'em over, and
shuttle 'em quick"
The waiter "made the stack good" pos
sib]y intending to take it out of the bill,
aud Mr.. HanDifjn adjusted himself for
the repast. "Reckon I'd better come
down here and keep cases." he remarked,
as he SHE'D two empty clam shells over
the balustrade upon the dodglng crowd
below, "cause these fellows amt quite on
10 the racket and two more shells fol-
lowed "You see," he continued, regard
less OF the angry remonstrances from be-
low him, II aint broke, but l got DO
mouey for style. I come for CLANS" and
he tipped half dozen more shells across
the balcony and down upon the concourse.
Here, you Fetch me more clans, un-
less youhwant to jump the game. Keep
fetching 'em till tell you to quit"
The CLANS came thick and fast and the
air hssed with the shells until some fel-
low in authority hustled up, and modest
]y asked the gentleman from Dakota to
Keep the shells on the table as they dis
turbed the people.
ASK 'em right up" replied the hospit-
able ironiiersman. Tell 'em any voter
is welcome Fetch hundred dollars
worth of CLANS and call the mob. The
house is about to open and the cards are
in the box. Lay out is free to all and
anybody can take a hand"
But the functionary repeated his warn
1rg and moved away.
''Tain't like Dakota" sighed MIR. Han
nifn. 'Where l live when one eats the
mob eats. Say, stranger, fetch me some
cooked CLANS"
How'll you have 'em cooked sir?'
"Bile 'em; bile en- Bile bushel'
"Beter have 'em roasted, Dennis, sug-
gested his friend.
''Reast 'em, then. Fetch 'em cooked
anyway They don't dc this yere thing
my Wa y" he continued, "they don't seem
to hooF ON to their trade. When Brooks
was killed in my place I stored the stiff
for three days and kept the watchers in
tobacco and whskey and opium. l
burned four cord q wood and had the
whole town in to dance. Then putin
a little bill agin the estate. 1t was mules.
Brooks had a fair lay out O mules, and |
put the bill in to the mules Captain
Harmon, he was the administrative, and
he took out some letters patent and al
lowed as had chlpped in for too much.
The watchers had busted msre'n a hun
dred dollars worth O. truck, and the stiff
had spoiled my bed, and couldn't have
a game in the place out o. respect to the
deceased and told Harmon that he'd
pay that bill before Doon, or he'd go to
lawing for the rest o. his life. And lie
paid it. They didn't want no fuss in the
town, so they fixed it and had funeral
instead. They buried Brooks all wrong.
They put him in the second grave yard.
You know the fust crop O. corpses was
buried with their boots on, and the Sec
ond lot came in with the preachers and
had plant all to themselves. Brooks
ought to have been sunk with the men
and not with them as played the bed
racket There was poor old Mrs. P -
They dumped her III the new yard, though
the churches kicked like an ambulance
mule, cause they thought she hadn't
been high-toned. Besides that, they got
up story that the dame went into the
ground warm. know better. She died
on the dead square, without q split or a
stand of, only people must kick. The
night Brooks was killed was the coldest,
night there ever was out doors. | laid
him out like gentleman, cause / knew
the estate was good. He had forty head
o mules. And you bet they paid chip
for chip. The man that killed him
drowned himself right afterwards. He
wasn't like Bannigan.' Bannigan hung
out. When they sentenced Bann;gan to
be hung he borrowed deck o. cards, and
in two weeks he won fourteen months
paw from the sheriff at stud horse poker
When they came to hang him, nobody in
the county would dig the post holes 70.