The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-02-22

LIQUOR, too, the next time | call, | won't
leave q whole dish or a whole bone
here" .
And as a foretaste of what he would
do next time, he kicked over the table
and smashed three or four chairs, by
way of leaye.taking.
With SUCH Il customer ON their hands,
il is a little wonder that our two young
friends felt very i'll at ease. Still, they
we're bold men, and were determined
not to be bu.lied into keeping rum; so
! they went about their business as Us ual.
Nothing was seen of Walker for q fort
night, when he again appeared early one
morning while Charles was getting
breakfsst-Gilbert having gone out to
| look after the cattle. The first hint that
! Charles had of his visitor was another
vOlley Of shots into their slde-bOard.
This time Clate had shot the second
letter to pieces. 1t was apparently his
way of kicking the door open as before.
Under the circumstances it is not very
strange that Charles stepped OUt of a
back door az about this time, and went
behind q barrel, from whence he heard
Walker firing repeatedly, and making q
great smashing inside.
when at length the desperate had
taken his departure, it was found thai
he had made a complete wreck of the
crockery and furniture; and IN tbs
grocery-room be had helped himself TO
tobacco, and emptied his revolver at the
kerosene-barrel, which, tapped in half
q dozen places, was deluging the floor.
I shall not undertake to say what the
duty of my young friends was,-whether
they should have resisted outrage and
defended their property at the risk of
their lives, or moved away from so ian
gerOus q neighbor. What they did was
to get out Of sight whenever they saw
Walker coming, and let him do his
Worst.
It CHANGED that amer a time q second
cousin of my young friends came West
to see them. His name was Forney,
and he was then a student at the mill
tary academy at West Point. I am sure
however, but he had Just graduated,
though that does not matter.
He dropped in upon the Small broth
ers quite unexpectedly one afternoon,
and it is needless to say that they were
glad to see him, and that they passed a
very pleasant evening. Nothing was
said about Walker, for Gilbert and
Charles, having an honest pride in their
ranch, were 10th to let Lieut.. Gerald
know how badly they were Off respect
to neighbors.
The desperate happened to come
along, however, the very next morning.
Charles and Gerald were sitting in the
dining-room, when Gilbert who had
seen the gambler coming up the road,
suddenly rushed in.
cold Ciate Walkers coming!' he ex-
claimed. ''Put out at the back door,"
Charles leaped to his feet, but our
young West Pointer arose more leisure
ly. who the dickens is old Clate Walk
err he asked.
"a regular border terror! Adespera-
dol A "killer!" exclaimed Gilbert.
"He's likely to shoot any Of us at sight!
Come on after u.s."
What run out of your own housel'
said Forney, surprised. why, what
hold has this fellow On your"
"Eo hold whatever, but he's a dead
shot and a double-dyed murderer"
cried Charles. "You don't know him
as ~ do. Come along with us and get
out of his wayp'
"NotIp exclaimed Forney--who per-
haps felt that his military reputation was
at stake. Take your shot guns and
stand ready in the kitchen. I'll stop
ACEC anu SEG MI UdIhCIE hLlA liz HUT
riedly took his revolver from his over
coat pocket, then stepped to the win
dow behind the desk on the counter.
With his customary oath, the gambler
and dead-shot kicked open the door
and strobe In. The young lieutenant sat
on the high stool behind the desk, ap-
parently reading the newspaper. lie did
not look up.
Hello, o snaakln shouted Walter.
Where are the tender kids what keeps
this blasted temperance hotei?s
~ think they've gone out to hide"
said Forney, carelessly turning his paper.
They saiG= there was a man-eater, a
regular anthropophagus, coming, and
that they were going to hide some.
where's"
Walter stared. "Weil! weIii'' he ripped
out. .sIf you amt the freshest kid I've
struck in ten years. Right fresh from
the East, aren't We, young feller?"
Yes said Ferney, moving the
paper. I'm a young fellow, but I'm a
pretty nice one.n
Don't you give me any of your lipln
Thundered Waiter. "Doyou know.who
/ ann"
How should I?' said Forney. "It's
none of my business. I'm only here en-
a visit. / don't care who you are
The bully flushed, stung by the care
less contempt in Forney's tone. "Sup-
pose" he muttereds ticking q step to-
ward the counter, while a m~urderous
eleam crept into his eye, suppose T
we're to tickle your Adams apple with
my dirk, what then2"
Then I'd shoot you dead for the
scoundrelly hound you arel" exclaimed
the young cadet, suddenly presenting
his cooked revolver full in walkers face.
"Move-stir a hand, and I'll shoot you
like q dogl"
THE first man that ever got the drop
on mep' gasped Walker; land you q
little whipper-snapper from the eastiy
aternly. eff YOU move a hand. I'll shoot