The Dickinson press., 1883-08-11
Another Ranger.
RrocElvn Eoulo

Thls is something OF bridge,
observed mild looking gentleman
to big, burly fellow as they were
both sauntering across that structure
so dear to the City of Brooklyn.
eyes, it's in something OF the style
we bridge cutters out West"
"Ah, then you are western MANI"
remarked the pale city toiler.
sYou can ante on that boss, every
time. I'm just landed from the
bosom of the rip roarin' west.''
"And how is the west! A pretty
nice place to live in, fancy, but
from all / hear, it must require some
nerve to face all its dangers!'
"Ne.ve. nerve! Well I should
smile: why man you'd not live Ion :
enough in that climate to pick your
lot in the cemetery. I'm from Mon
tana, hear me! from the land OF
glory, scalp locks and busted ther-
momete:s.'
'sIndians there? Why I supposed
they were all at peace now and
gathered into the agencies
"Agencies,'' snorted the weste N
range, swhy as l came down the
Missorri saw no less'n ten thousand
in war paint and feathers. Did you
ever see an Indian pony. regular
scrubby, half-breed pony!"
The city man never had.
"Well," continued the plainsmai,,
81 was coming down from the up
country to strike the Missouri, when
Was set onto by rcd devils. Twas
just coming dark, and head such q
hullabaloo as would make you shake
in your skin; horses stampin,
g:easers yellin' and bullets hyin' ali
around me. l know'd it was ron
die, and l just let go that pony. He
was Of my t'ainin', and l made just
two hundred miles between that an
daylight. OH, we travel out west.
''Well. did you outrun them!'
81 should smile. Long about mid
night I heard the last yell, and wher
l struck the Missouri I was empty a
a contribution box an d.y us a praye
meetin'.''
''And the pony?"
"Oh, he was fre6her'n when h
started, but was no good, as Id mad
up my mid to come down the rive.
"But where did you ind IL boay!
> asked the pale man.
'Doat, who said I wanted a boat
Why, man, did you never hear of ,h
Missouri liver! Did nobody evec te
you what a current that river hsc
l just took a comfortable sized 10.
mountcd that, an with a couple Q
= b:anches paddled out in the STREAM
Once in the current / just stretche
myself OIL the log and went to slee,
waking Up that afte noon al Fo.
Buiord, til ee hund ed miles below
Ou.. riveis has currents, they Ike
glide you bet.'
Il suppose you have been some
thing of Il m aer too!'
!. "Well, there stra ,ges, you sssruc
:. my racket pat; ratlet think Nv
We shoveled DIT. Me an my paine
washed claim that panned thou!
ard to the Got. We rolled up wealt
until we sickened Of the yellow d.,
> an then pct the hcll thing on a poke
hanG-''
"And lost?"
:Lost? No; but we won bigge
one than our own"
"And where is this mine now?"
"Where we found it, snee3ed til
fierce p]ainsman. "We people Yves
make money when we stat. No tie
\ dolla: week clerk brsinecs you bet.
"And this game o: poke, how
that!" timidly asked the city maj
"Never play it? Why, man. yo
don't mean it! Let's l.cker up al
I'll teach you. That's my s;am
Ert only play squase with you an
show you some points. I'm th
-s ch ampion player f.om Glendive, yo
heaI mev'
Presently the quiet city man al
the roaring terror Of the west we
absorbed in a poker game in the bsc
pa.lor OF a Fulton street salool
The crowd gathered. The play wei
! on. Luck favored the city mai, al
I' he raked in his opponents more
ten, twenty, fifty, one hrnG-e'
Then luck tuned, he lost and kel
losing, Until the hundred list wo
and fo,:: hundred more we e in IL
hands OF the plainsman. Then, L
o, longer daring to lose, lie grasped Ii
C hat and fed, amid the ro.cs of til
crowd.
Lets imbibe.'
s. The crowd stood up. The chan
pion poker player flung ten to I'll
barkeepei.
s'Dot is no goot."
Another and another bill was pr
sented and refused.
"Done fummixed. skinned by a
internal tender foot howled tt
Montana man tlinging his roll {
couGta felt bills OH the floor
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