The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1883-10-31

ture, represented a western county, and
his name was Smith. He had been in
attendance on the daily sessions of that
august body all through the term, and
like most of his worthy colleagues, had
spent some money during the time. He
hadn't spent any great amount of cash
either, fol that matter, but had used
his cheek so often that it had become
a. tough as a boarding house flap jack.
He put up with Landlord Jones, who
ran the Railroad house at that time,
and bought most of his Havanas and
coffin varnish at Luke Murrin's. Muir
rim always kept the "best," and Smith
was a connoisseur when it come to cold
poison. Singulsrly enough, too, his
bill at Murrin's was about 800 more
than he owed for board at Jones', but
either OF them would buy Senator
Tabor three or four pair of %suspenders
with jeweled buckles.
A day or two before the final adjourn
ment, Smith called for his bill at Muir
rms, and after glancing carelessly over
the formidable array Of figures told
Murrin that Jones, mine host of the
Railroad hotel, owed him a little more
than what the bill amounted to. He
would tell Jones to make it right with
him. OF course Murrin knew that
Jones was good for the amount, and
with a That's all right; what'n you
have2" the subject was dropped.
That evening Smith told Jones to
look over his books and see how much
he had set down opposite his name.
This done, Smith said Murrin owed
him a few hundred on a stock deal;
would he Just as lieve collect the amount
due from him?
THAT'S all right" said Jones, "Mur-
rims good for any amount"
Well, the day of parting came, and
of course all the ''bnys'' gathered at
the depot, which vas really the railroad
hotel, to bid the Lawmakers good
bye. Smith was there, and catching
hold of Murriu's arm he said pleas.
antly:
I'VE might just as well go in now
and fix that matter up with Jones,
ehP"
"Oh. that's all right" said Murrin.
"Well, but [ want it understood,
you know. Come in," and Smith
hauled Murrin through the crowd OF
worshippers who thronged about the
shrine of BAcchus to where Jones
stood.
"You remember that matter 1 spoke
to you about the other day-when l
referred you to Murrin here eh?"
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"
"Well I'm glad its fixed. Let's take
something"
Lucy DOWtu IuCll uCduo do VIC pic
siding deacon passed the fluid. Then
the conductor shouted ''all aboardl''
and everybody made a rush for the cars.
AS the train left the depot Smith stood
on the rear platform waving a soiled
napkin at his friends.
Murrin and Jones walked into the
bar room toR ,ther, and lighting a cigar
began a conversation which lasted a
full hour. Finally it began to drag,
and at last Jones said:
ID suppose that little matter of
Smiths can be fixed up at any time ?"
mo hurry, no hurry, my boy" re-
piled Murrin. That's all right"
Jones looked up inquiringly, but said
nothing. They talked stock for fifteen
minutes and then Murrin abruptly re-
marked:
GOOD fellow, that Smith"
Eyes, jolly good boy. Funny he
didn't have the cash to settle his bills
when he he left. Must have had a
rustic with King Pharaoh"
"But the arrangements made were
satisfactory"
"Oh, yes; that's all right, wbatnl
you take?"
After they had touched glasses over
the walnut slab and threw tn cir heads
back to inspect the frescoes on the
ceiling, Murrin turned to leave, saying,
as he put his handkerchief back in his
pocket:
Just send the check for the amount
OF Smiths bill up to the house any time.
No hurry, my boy-no hurryl"
"Ebl" almost shouted Jones.
"Why, you understand !: you owe
Smith and he owes me; you agreed to
pay me instead of him."
Agreed hi why, colonel, the man
owes me, and you agreed to pay it.
Didn't you say it was all right?"
"And didn't you say you'd pay me;
that 1t was all right?"
A flood of light begl an to pour in on
the subject. illuminating their craniums
as a tallow candle lights up the interior
of a Hallow Fen pumpkin. Jones
handed out the same bottle once again,
and the only sound heard for several
seconds was that Of some liquid cours-
ing It's way along a narrow and tortu-
GUS channel.
HORSE PASTURE.