The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-12-27
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sr DICK STEELE.

the bar, winning everybody's respect. Crawford's was a aami-suheeFraneou town, ten miles west from Leadville, Col oVado, and 1t had heea chTissened Craw~ fords in honor of the hotel and saloon keeper.
 Ostensihly It was mining town, but in reality hiGh-Hall poker. faro, monte and roulette comprised the principal indus. tries. The capital necessary to labrica,s the same was brought in from the east by so'oalled senderfeet looking for wealth and dropping their spare change like Shakespeares superior quality of mercy which is not strained.
 Aside from a small trunk and emaci. ated vaiise, Bigelow was accompanied by a cuEiously shaped leathern case, or bag. What tt contained remained a mystery for awhile. bu; the morning succeeding Bigelow's arrival divulged the secret. At last it vas out So was Riselow. He was out on top of the porsico of the hotel an hour before sunrise, playing an old army bugle with cracks in its bsassy sides and seams, giving n a wheeIy articula- ,ion. He blew 1t indus,riously for forty. i've minutes, and only withdrew into his own room when 1t became painfully evi- dent that he had thoroughly awakened the last indignant guest of the hotel.
 Then Bigelow went down into the bar. room for cocktail. Tha, depar,men, was half filled with partially dressed aud hairy strangers. They were discussing some particular topic with animation. At last one of them approached Bigelow, and inquired
 Stranger, what mough, be tha, ere in. s,rument you was rasseIin' this mornin afoTe sun up p'
 My bugle." answered Biselow, "why2"
 Don't rassel hi, enny more, pardner, leastwise not in this locality. Hit har- rows up our feelings, wakes up war recol. iections, an is worse HOT inc bloody shirt, an besides that the guests CT this house don't git enny too much sleep, specially durin' the early evenin' hours"
 "That was reveille was blowinRn
 "lt wAr1 We'll don't serenade us enny more in that style; don't do hit, pard- ner"
 bigeiow allowed the safBss; speaker considerable latitude, thinking he was probably in,ox.cated, and along about noon he pu,,ied up some more leaks in the seams of his bugle. and corning ou, oD the balcony treated his friends to some new and startling variations Of mill itary melody. Then he again repaired to the bar room for his monday ,oddy. The long-suffering and long haired guests were assembled in convention. The chairman approached Bigelow, and said
 |" l thought reminded you not to rassel that brass enny more around here or hereabouts. But p'raps 1 neglected to do hi.'i
 Yes, you did say something about it," said Bigelow, "bu, presumed you were only speaking in A metaphoricai sense. Ina, was feed call executed just now. IL is the regular thing in the regular army barracks"
 "Hi,'s the irregular thing in this neck of the woods, an besides that these haint no barracks, pardner, an I'm spcakin' as friend to ye when advise you to s,ash hit. Slash hit while there is time. While the lamp holds out to burn s,ash hit"
 At six o'clock that evening Bigelow ap reared in the gallery, and gave the -boarders the dress parade call. There was wild ligh, in the eyes of the assem. bly 10 the baI-room when the musical Bigclow walked in and called for whisky straight with appollinaris on the outside
 Stranger, I'm despri, sorry for ye,' observed the grim and grizzly objcctor of the morning hours.
 "Have somethingi" said Bigelow.
 Nav, not enny"
 Wont drink with me F'
 Nav, ye air too near the divide. Hit would be too much like drinkin' with a ghost"
 "What do you mean ?''
 Hi mean you're a goin' over into the misty afore mornin'."
 Bigelow drank his liquor in silence, aud wen, up stairs. The strange con duct of the inhabitants" of Crzwford's bsr-room puzzled him, and he could no, help feeling a triAe uneasy. To solace himself. he unlimbered his bugle, caulked up few seams, went out on to the yer. andah, and sounded a few wijd potes Ia the moonlight he sa~ dark forms be- low scuddipg to and fro among the