The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-09-12
BOB oAMRLR's ELECTION.
lBm MarsAall, in stockton Maverick,

val would have a grea, influence in the fall elections.
 Bill Smithkins remarked one evening in front of the Roaring Cataract" sa- loon that he didn't care durn about the revival only 90 far as 1t hurt Bob Gamble's chance ot being reelected mar sHal of Browns camp. You can all talk as much as ye are a mind tcw," said
 Bill, but Bob Gamble is goin' tew be knocked down it this thing keeps up. Mark wha, l tell yer"
 Brown's camp, located on the summit of the Wind river mountains, comprised two elements iu its Society--the old miner, who was somewhat in the minor lity, and the tender-too,, who was in the majority.
 A few days prior to the remark made by Bull Smishkins, iu tron, of the Roar ing Cataract" a society was formed for camp. The society numbered a, least
 fifty souls, mostly from Nes England and
 strangers 10 the wild and fro!icing man.
 ners of the west. Several of them, how ever, had resided in Browns camp for
 some months. during which time, they
 had held themselves aloof from the society of the Roaring Cnaract' They wete
 industrious, frugal people, and while they worked early and late they didn't seem so strike many atfluent diggings.
 Old prospectors said the cause of their
 failure was owing to their ignorance ot
 fioa, and blossom rock and indications of pay dirt. The New Englanders attributed
 their iilure to the depravity of Brown $ camp. To remove th,s cause they de- cided to hold revival and inceulate the caMp with spiritual truth
 The relig ous element oi Browns camp procured a young man from D .nver to
 enhlade the tents of Satan in the camp
 VI h the sho, and shell oi divine justice
 His arrival was heralded by delegation as the stage, conveying him from Raw
 lins, pulled up in front oi Wells, Fargo X Co s off e in Browns camp.
 The hrst night of prayer, old Jim Eos ter a hardened sinner, fell down at the fee, oi grace and loudly demanded saliva. ton. merely mention this 10 substan-
 tate the statement that the new tender.
 foot was man of power for have seen . Jim Foster loiter about the /" Roaring
 Cataract" days and nights never refusing , a drink and never entirely knocked out . by the frequency of his imbihitious.
 From I'm Fosters conversion on the first night of the revival, antil the open ing of this story, the old miner element
 of Browns camp was very much cxer
 cised. The proprietor of the Roaring
 Cataract saw his old customers crop
 from his grasp one by one. He cared 7 nothing aboui the pecuuiary loss in trade. but he disiked to see his influence wane fnr u nar 4 tr
 huence Tn Browns camp. He was the nominating convention of the cAnfp. He was the political manipulator of the dig l gings. Barker, although strongly imbucd with spirit, was man of spirit he was
 more than this, he was liberal with his
 wealth, and would loan a man twenty dollars quicker than any money broker l
 ever saw. He would do this without ex- , acting promise oi payment, mu h less in
 teres,. The religious element ofthe camp , liked Humpback Barker They said he had fallen into the error of his way through
 evil association and long residence on 1 the frontier. This may be considered charitable, but it was truthful.
 Bob Gamble was Humpback Barker $
 friend. Bob was rusty looking cusS . with long auburn hair and beard. gray eyes and angular features. He was tall
 of slight build, wiry and active. The most peculiar thing about Bob Gamble's $ physiognomy was A wart on the off side = Of his nose which was as big as a well I matured Lodi watermelon. This wart
 showed up in the bosom 6. Bob Gam hle s
 face like Mount Dlablo n Stockton sum mer sunset, Bob was on the frontier
 style of hero architecture. He had been , in several personal encounters, both in A private and official capacity, and strange
 to say, while several portions of Bob's body had been marred and scared, the wart s,lll remained with all its effeminate
 grace and beauty. Bob Gamble had
 beea elected and reelected marshal of
 bro=GS camp for several terms. When
 Humpbsck Barker accidently killed a gambler over the little TO cd table in the , Roaring Cataract" saloon, Bop Gambie , was on the scene of action, and saw to il , that the gambler had a respectable inter ment. When party oi miners from
 Last Chance undertook to jump Bill , Smithkips' claim down the gulch, Bob
 Camble-to use Smithkins own expres-
 sion" was right thar an no f1olin'
 about 1t either" Bob ID this action won } forever the respect and friendship of Bill Smithkins, although, 1 believe, he lost several natural teeth and k,lled a man or
 two in the scrimmage Bob Gamble, be- ing reckless cuss, was poor. He relied on the perquisites of his office to pay his board and occasionally '' buck the tiger |" in the " Roaring Cataract"
 When the revival, headed by the ten derfoot from Denver, began 10 sweep
 Browns camp Bob Gamble, Bill Smith kins and Humpoack Barker, late one night. held consultation in the little back
 room of the " Roaring Cataract " saloon.
 Bob," said Bill Smithkins, at the con- ference, "thar amt no use taikin', them are religiopists are bound tew beat yer at the lection nsx' month, as sure as my name IS Smithkins, them are religionis,s will down yer sar,in
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