Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1884-05-30
THAT'S ALL RIGHT"
An Interesting Story From the Wild
West.

An Interesting Story From the Wild
Laramie Boomerang.
1t occurred in tie winter OF 'S1-S2,
at Cheyenne, the capital of Wyom-
ing. He was a member of the terri
torial Legislature, represented q
Western county. and his name was
Smith. He had been in attendance
upon the daily sessions of that august
body all through the term, and, like
the most of his worthy colleagues,
had spent some money during the
time. He hadn't spent any great
amount of cash either, for that mat
ter, but had used his check so often
that it had become as toagh as a
boarding house flapiack. He put up
with landlord Jones, who ran the
Railroad House at that time, aud
bought most of his Havanas and the
coffin varnish at Luke Murrin's Muir
ria always kept the best, and Smith
was connoisssur when it came to
cold poison. Singularly enough, too,
his bill at Murrin's was about 800
mora 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 ad-
tournament Smith called for his bill
at Murrln's, and after glanclng care
lessly over the formidable array of
figures told Murrin that Jones, mine
host of the Railroad Hotel, owed him
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 that amount,
and with That's all right, what'll
you have?" 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 that Murrin
owed him a few hundred on stock
deal; would he just as lief collect the
amount due him?
That's all right" said Jones,
"Murrlns good for any amount.
Well the day of parting came, ard,
of course, all the boys gathered at the
depot, which was really the Railroad
Hotel, to bid the lawmakers good-by
Smith was there, and catching hold
of Murrin's arm, he said pleasantly:
I'VE might just as well 60 in now
and fix that matter up with Jones,
eh?'
"Oh, that's all right" said Murrin.
well but l want 1t understood,
you know"
Come in," and Smith hauled
Murrin through the crowd of wor-
shippers who thronged about the
shrine of Bacchus to where Jones
stood.
"You remember that matter l spoke
to you about the other day-when |
referred you to Murrin here, eh?''
asked Smith.
"Oh, yes" said Smith, turning to
Marin, you understand it, don't
you?"
Certainly" answered Murrin
that's all right"
well I'm glad it's fixed. Let's take
something"
They bowed their heads as presid-
ing deacon passed the fluid. The
conductor shouted. 'AIl aboard =
and everybody made
RUSH FOR THE CARS.
AS the train left the depot Smith
stood on the rear platform waving a
soiied nabkin at his friends.
| Murrin and Jones walked into the
barroom together, and lighting a
cigar, began a conversation which
lasted full hour. Finally it began
| to drag, and at last Jones said
Il suppose that little matter of
Smiths can be fixed up any timer
No hurry-no hurry, my boy,
replied Murlin. That's all right"
Jones looked up inquiringly, but
said nothing. They talked stock for
fifteen minutes, and then Murrin
abruptly remarked:
Good fellow, that Smith"
Eyes; jolly good boy. Funny he
didn't have the cash to settle his bills
when he left. Must have had rustic
with King Pharaoh.
But the arrangement made was
satisfactory"
"Oh, yes, that's all right. Whas'll
you take?"
After they had touched glasses
over the walnut slab and threw then
heads back to inspect the frescoes on
| GIlc W 1OoNS-
saying, as he put his handkerchief
back in his pocket:
Just send the check for the
amount of Smith's bill up to the house
any time. No hurry, my boy-nc
hurry"
"Eh?" 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 that you'd pay
me-that it was all right?"
A flood of light began to pour in on
the subject, Illuminating their Gran
iums as candle up the interior of a
halloween pumpkin. Jones handed
out the same bottle once again, and
the only sound heard fer several sec
onde was that of some liquid coursing
its way along narrow and tortu0us
| channel,