Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1885-10-09
70 me like you W got the hang i,

70 me IKE you,v got the hang nv
things, yit- ri 55
Howwhat dosyou meanP
. 'Wan. you don't peer to Understand
the needs Nv the town. = ss 81
@ he interest of the town is my in
terest, and OF course I am making ii
my Study AS 81
'.You must larn mighty slow. thenp''
y "Why so?'' B
Because you ain't never said a
word agin that TELLER Flip Hanks. Thar
amt bigger scoundrel in the country,
an you oughter say so. =
.'Oh, / cannot afford to do anything
like that" %... I. IS,
''W'y KANT you?''
because it would make him mad
and wouldn't do me any good.
''Uv course it would make him mad
an that's 'zackly whut you've got to
do eff you ever make anything outen
this paper. Le,nme tell you whut
you do now: Jes' come out an say
that Hanks is a thief. Do it an blame
me eff don't help you along"
81 can't do that, Mr.. Tyler, but I'll
tell you what Twill do: I will publish
any communication that you may
write"
"But I'd hafrer put my name to ii
wouldn'tI?
Yes"
"No, that wouldn't be business. Us
folks here air easy set an somebody
mout think that 1 was preiudiced, an
Wouldn't have 'em think thater way
fur a putty, but you ken say whut YOU
please an folks won't pay no 'tentior
to you" ~,
This was high compliment, but
could not comply with old Mats re.
quest: l explained why such course
would be disastrous, but he heard me
with Impotence. When I had finish
ed, he said:
That's putty good talk. but it dom,
show no sand, an sand is whit ,
mans got to have in this here settle
ment; an the quicker you show it, the
better. Wall, I'll leave you to thinl
over what I've said an hope thai
you'll soon come to your senses. Wall
good day"
Old Mat had not been gone more
than ten minutes when Flip Hanks en-
tered the Office. Hanks had never f..
vorab'y impressed me, and the fac
that he had killed a newspaper man il
Texas, made me uneasy when I was sc
unfortunate as to be thrown into his
society.
''Well, how are you stirringp'
Hanks asked as he seated himself on {
box.
II can't complain. How are 70,
getting along?''
"Oh-middling. How do you like
our town."
Every WE'LL"
"Glad to hear it. We are rather al
easy set of people and we like to SEE
every man enjoy himself. How arc
you doing with your paper? Maxim
any money?''
"No; my patronage is rather SLIM
1T always will be unless ou adop,
a different course"
II am dong my best"
Eyes, it seems that you are doing
the best you can against Yourself
You have been here long enough to SET
how the land lays and why YOU dom
pitch into that old fool Mat Tyler and
give him particular hell is somethine
/ don't understand. You've certainly
got sense enough to see that he is try
ing to run this town. He is as ignor
ant as pig, and, more than all, he l!
thief. RI Oh, know what I am talk
ing about. Say, put this in your pa
per and charge it to me-"
he gave me q piece of paper or
which he had written the following:
Taking brains into consideration
there is not'a bigger scoundrel in this
country than old Mat Tyler. WHY
any community that pretends to be re-.
spectacle tolerates him is mystery t.
us. The Hon. Mr.. Hanks, who is we'll
known to all our citizens is the mar
that is building up our county anl
ought to be encouraged by our PEG
Pile"
''Mr. Hanks, I can't print this"
'Why so, sir? You don't pretend
to insinuate that it is not true, d,
you?''
He gave me a look that made m,
feel nervous. No." I replied, Il d.
not dispute your word. but"
'But what? Spit it OUT
"Wen. I'll give you my reason:
don't care to stir up a strife.''
"That's fine way for journals
to talk: You haven't got the nerve O
q fish. Now Iwant that thing printe,
and it's going in your paper. 1 cf1e
to pay for it and ALWAYS demand VIVA
l pay for
Mr.. Hanks, 1 came here with tn,
expectation of conducting my business
in a quiet way, and don't care'to b.
identiiied-''
''All right. Go ahead in your owl
quiet way, but if this thing don't com,
out in the next issue of your paper
you'll hear more music than you eve
heard ut circus. This is all an
going to say"
knew that he would carry out hi.
threat, and as l did not care to hea
his kind of music, grew sick at heart
AS 1 was meditating, trying to devils.
some way to escape, old Mat, who hac
seen Hanks leave the office, entered,
Here's suthin' that I've had ri
out, said he, Fan I want it to 90 il
your paper He handed me q piece
OF paper and l read the following:
, clip Hanks is one of the worst M or
unhung. He served term in the
Texas penitentiary and now he is pa
rading around as one of the best men
in this neighborhood. The Hon. Ma
Tyler, though is an honest. upright
Lock here, Mr.. Tyler, I cannot
print this .'...7.
.'Wall, use your own Judgment, bu,
it it amt printed you'll smell more
powder than You ever smelt before p
When ne had gone I sat down in
despair. While was thus musinp, az
old friend Billy Smith, the drummel
bounded into the office. # b N
''Why, what's the matter, old fel.
low 9l1 ha aaid snf;n;nn. -, %.