Semi-weekly south Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1883-1889, 1884-07-25
4 TILE OF THO CITIES.


Bob came to San Antonio with a fearful
record. He enjoyed the reputation Of
having killed dozen or so OF men, and
was respected accordingly. While he
was in San Antonio he did not reduce
the census at all, but that was not his
fault. He had a seductive way of draw
ing his eighteen-inch Arkansas tooth
pick, and examining it critically with
sinister smile, while humbly requesting
the temporary loan OF S.. The people
were v,ry kind to him. Thus it was
tmt Bob went about acquiring wealth
and warm personal friends, but creating
no funerals. There were some rumors
thai B ID was playing bluff, but that was
at he had moved away.
It was during the reign of Bob Au-
On tine, "tho long-rangod RDarcr Of
the Canveras Canyon, AS he familiarity
ralled himself, that a young man from
Boston, named John W.nlhrop, came to
Siul Antonio, presumably in search OF
health, as he brought very little with
lnuI. He was far gone in consumption,
aud nothing but the fact that he had but
II short time TO live, unless the climate
Of Western Texas saved him, induced |
him to come to San Antonio. As every
body carried pistol, Winthrop did not
care to insult public decency by going
unnrmed Besides, such course might
,s seriously interfere with his restora;;
tion to health as putting on a clean
shirt. His Puritan training caused him
to revolt at the idea Of carrying fire.
arms, 80 he resorted to artifce. He
wore holster, but, instead of keeping
pistol in it, he had his cash funds
stored away in it, and nobody was the
wiser for it On the contrary, Winthrop
WIS looked up to by the best citizens
just the same as if he was loaded down
with deadly weapons. OF course, every
body tried to make the stranger from
Massachusetts feel as comfortable us il
lie was ut home so he was told all about
Boz Augustine, the Long-ranged Roarer,
at least ten times day, and he WIS ad-
vised not to be particular in asking Sc
curity for the d ,bt in ca the Roare.
wanted to borrow small, temporary
loan, unless he, Winthrop, did not wish
to regain his health.
AS might have been expected, the
long-ranged roarer called on Winthrop
to collect his usual assessment on stran-
gers. Winthrop was of the opinion that
if he saved his life and lost all his
money he would be doing unusually
we'll. The Long-ranged Roarer's idea
was to chase the blue-bellied Yankee
around the room time or 80, collect
81 or $40, and perhaps make some
ear-marks, la Whitaker, SO he would
know him in crowd il he should meet
him again.
TheLong-ranged Roarer sauntered into
Winthrop's room at the hotel, but, be-
fore the desperate could open his mouth
or draw weapon, the unfortunate Yam.
kee threw back his coat, and with
trembling fingers tugged at his pistol
holster to get OF his money to appease
the would-be assassin. On the other
hand, as soon as the Roarer saw Win
throp trying to get out his pistol, he
turned as pale as ghost. The alleged
desperado's knees knocked together,
the cold sweat belled out all over him,
and he extended his hand and said in
trembling accents:
"Dont draw, good Mr.. Yankee | 1
was only trying to fool you. Ny bold
Arkansaw heart beats for you, my boy.
jest wanted to teach you lesson.
Never let any darned galoot get the drop
on you. Ii anybody insults you, jest tell
them that Bob Augustine, the Roarer, is
your friend"
Winthrop, who was worse scared, il
possible, than the Roarer, replied
30, I'll give you what you want, and
kept on Juggling at the holster, which
came untouched.
With yell of dismay, the desperate
passed out through the window, carry
ing off the sash, and ran down Com
merce street, the principal thorough.
fare, with the sash on his neck, bowling
"Police police" close pursued by
Winthrop, who kept Juggling at his
holster, trying to get out his money, he
believing that the desperate was run
ming to his room to procure shotgun
with which TO commit murder. All that
afternoon Winthrop kept on hunting the
loarer to purchase peace on any terms,
and the Roarer hid himself to avoid the
pistol of the Boston man. Next morn.
ing the Long-ranged Roarer of the Gala
veras Canyon was missing, while Win
tlmop was the lion of the dry for having
run OFF the terror of the Alamo City
GaiOcstm Nci0s.
. TIE M.iOHINERY OE TIL ENiIrRE.