The Hazlehurst signal., 1883-12-27
I" That's All Right"

"Thnts All Right"
1t occurred In the winter OF '8l-S2,
at Cheyenne. the capital OF Wyoming.
He was member of the Territorial
Legislature, represented western
country, and his name was Smith. llc
had been in attendance on the daily y.
sions of that august body all through
the term, and, like most Of his worthy
colleagues, had spent some money dur
ing the time. He hadn't spent any
great amount of cash either, for that
matter, but had used his cheek so often
that il had become Us tough rs board
ing-housc ilapjack. He put u? with q
landlord Jones, who ran the Railroad
House ut that time, and bought most ol
his Havanas and co'lin-varnish ut Luke
Murrin's. Murrin always kept the
"bcst," and Saith was q connoisscur
when il came to cold poison. Singular
ly enough, too. his bill Mt Murrin's was
about one hundred dollars more than
he owed for board at JoneS. but either
Of them would buy Senator Tabor three
or four pair of suspcnders with jcwclcd
buckles.
A dav or two before the final ad ,ourn-
ment smith called for his bill ut Muir.
rims, and after glancing carclcssly over
the formidable array OF figures told
Murrin that Jones. mine host Of the
Railroad Hotel. owned him little more
than what the bill amounted TO. lie
would tell Jones to make IL right with
him. OF course Murrin knew that
Jones was good for the amount, anil
with That's all right. what'll you
bavc?" the sub,cc was dropped.
That evening Smith told Jones to
look over his books and SEQ how much
he had set down opposite his name.
This done. Smith said Murrin owed him
few hundred on u stock deal; would
he Just as licyc collect the amount due
him?
That's all right" said Jones, Muir
tin's good for any amount.
"Wcll, the day of parting came,
and. of course. all the ..boys" gathered
at the depot, which was really the Rail
road Hotel, to bid the lawmakers
goodbye. Smith was there. and,
catching hold OF Murrin's arm, he
said. pleasantly:
I'VE might jus, rs well go in now
and fix that matter up with Jones,
ch?"
"Oh. that's all right" said Murrin.
well, but want il understood, YOU
know"
"Comc in." and Smith hauled Muir
rim through the crowd Of worshipcrs
who throngcd about the shrine ol
Bacchus to where Jones stood.
You remember that matter | spoke
to YOU about the other day-whcn !
referred YOU to Murrin here, ehP'
asked Smith.
"oh, yes" said Jones. "That's all
right"
:. And you." said Smith. turning to
Murrin. "you understand it, don't
you?'
Certainly" answered Murrin
that's all right"
We'll, I'm glad it's fixed. Lets
take something
They bowed their heals rs the pro
siding deacon passed the fluid. Thcr
the con luc,or shoutcd "All aboard"'
and everybody made rush for Tho
cars. As the train left the depot Smitl
stood on the rear platform waving {
soilcd napkin at his friends.
| Alurrin AMI Jones walked into the
bar-room together, and. lighting {
cigar. began conversation which last
ed full hour. Finally II began tC
drag. aud ut last Jones said
/ suppose that little matter o
Smiths can be fixed up any timer
"No hurry-no hurry, my bOy.' re
piled Murrin. That's all right"
Jones looked up inquiringly, but said
nothing. They talked stock for iiftcci
minutes, and then Murrin abruptly ~
marked:
GOOD fellow, that Smith,"
"Ycs; jolly good boy. Funny h'
didn't have the cash TO settle his bill
when he left. Must have had n rustic
with King Pharaoh"
But the arrangement made wa
satisfactory
"oh, yes; that's all right. what'l
you take?"
After they had touched glasses owe
the walnut slab and threw their head
back to inspect the frcscocs on the cell
ing, Murrin turned to leave, saying, n
he put his handkerchief back in hi
pocket:
"Just send the check for the amour
OF Smiths bill up To the house an,
time. No hurry, my bOy-no hurry
"Eh?" almost shouted Jones.
"Why, you understand you ow'
Smith and he owes me; you agreed e
pay me instead Of him."
Agreed, the dickens! Why, Colonel
the man owes me, and you agreed 4
payit. Didn't you say it was all right?'
"And didn't you say you'd pay me
that it was all rightP"
A flood Of light began to pour in ol
the subject, illuminating their cranium
as tallow candle lights up the intcrio
of u halloween pumpkin. JOne
handed out the same bottle once again
and the only sound heard for severa
seconds was that of some liquid cours
ing it, way along narrow and tortuou
channcl.-Ldramis Boomeran q.