The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1885-06-08
NO pLAcEroR COWBOYS.
Cathsrine Street Has Little Use for Walk
ing Arsenals from the West.


ing Arsenals from the West.
"Cowboys?n repeated the saloon
keeper, gazing contemplatively at his
solitaire diamond ring. "Oh, yes, cow
boys come in here once in a while, the
same as in saloons lower down town,
where ons would be more spt TO look
tor them. Yes, you'n see them occs-
sionslly in full .toggery, with a couple
of pistols foot .long-guns, they call
'em-s belt stuck full of Cartridges and
knife down their back, perhsps, They
come here, suppose, because, notwith-
standing their Wild lite on the plains
snd in the frontier towns, they have
longing, Hndeyeloped, perhaps, for
higher things" and the bartender cast
an approving glance st the inlaid walls
and ceiling, the plate glass mirrors and
the glittering tiers of glassware. "Do
We ever have trouble with them? Why
bless you---Ah, look out, sir!
\ young man with high colls-, float
ing trousers and silver headed cane
held horizontally under his arm stood
with his back 10 the bar. As the bar
tender spoke the young man was in the
act ef turning. The silver headed cane
swept over the bar and sent the delicate
glasses crashing on the floor.
"Fellows like that is q blame sight
worse nor any cowboy muttered the
bartender angrily, land you can't fire
'em out, either" Then recovering his
elegant manner, he received the young
mans apologies with condescending
grace, SGT out fresh glasses with a lordly
air and had the colored assistant remove
the Fragments
THE EYE DOES 1T.
TITS all mistake about these COW
boys being a-what you might perhaps
;erm-tough," he continued, smiling
blandly, while his finger tips toyed deli
cately with spoon in glass filed with
amber liquid and cracked ice. "They're
easily managed. No, Pm not a large
man, but bartender should never use
physical strength. 1t is often
sye TO many gentlemen to
e customr thrown out
with violence; and besides it gives a sa.
| loon bad reputation if a man falls out
on the sidewalk with a bleeding face
and the bartender's foot behind him. No,
| II IS with the eye that we manage bois-
| ferrous customers-the eye, sir,n and the
bartender presented his own for inspec.
ton, IL was not at all threatening, but
was very steady and had an expression
Of determination calculated 70 bring q
drunken man to his senses.
But was saying that cowboys We're
not a-touRh," he resumed. 81 recollect
a year ago after little-s misunder-
Standing with the boss, caused chiefly
by an unfortunate mistake In Wall
street, | was tending bar in a--a-the
Bowery an apologize cough
'snd pretty far down in Bowery, too"
he confessed, with becoming coutric-
ton. "Well, one evening a cowboy
came in looking as If he had just come
to town. He was a strapping big fellow
and meant fight, He had been drink
ing, too, aud The first thing he did was
10 slap big gun down on the bar"
"Ihats me- he said, looking 81 me
hard.
u took up the gun and began TO ex-
anime il closely. He put the other 8,
my head. Both OF them were loaded
"'Drop that stranger he said, In a
husinesS.like voice.
CATHERINE STREET RESOURCES.
lain you afraid ssmebody'u take
those guns from you? asked withou.
taking any notice Of the gun az my
head. 1T amt safe Cor a stranger to
carry such things on him about here.'n
"'Take my guns from meg he roared,
The hull town couldn't do it,"
Have you tried Cstharine street
YETI | asked quietly.
"'Whar's Cathsrine street, he
shouted. l told him Just around the
corner, ana of he started, with his two
guns and his cartridge belt and his
knife and whatever else he had, 70
clean out Cathsrine street. You see
cowboys are no trouble if you know
how TO manage them," the bartender
added, as he turned away to give fin.
ishiug polish TO q glass.
"But how did Csthsriue street like
i.?" asked the listener, seeing that the
bartender had stopped talking.
ooh, II didn't amount 10 much" re-
piled the bartender, csrelessly. Those
weapons he had on him didn't bring
much, and he'd only SIS or SD besides
them. His clothes weren'. worth TAX.
ing.n
"But the fight, mean," insisted the
listener.
There wasn't any hght,n said the
bartender, looking bored At the Gus
toner's persistence. "They just slugged
him when he got 70 Cathsrine street and
took what he had Then, as the Gus
toner stared az him puzzled, he cOntiu-
ued, YEARLY: AFTER that q policeman
arrested him FOR being drunk. he get
10 days. What re did after he got ouI
don't know. Perhaps he was horse car
He wasn't good enough for
the ~ road. But that has nothing to do
with the story. What was saving was
that New York was no place fow COW.
boys Then he turned and began TO
talk with q new arrival about blue
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