Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1886-12-11
PENCIL AGAINST PISTOL.
A Bu,iy Receives "a Painful ana Gu
rtous Lesson from Quiet Man.

A Chiyatito special saws one OF the no.
torious characters OF this section Is Three
Toed Watson, whose right first name no.
body knows, and whose laStname probably
was not Watson in the States. liz Is oneoI
the gang called rus,lers who Keep on Tue
edge of civilization and make 1t morally
ragged. Thrce-Toed Watson came here
with the railroad, and has made himself un-
pleasantly conspicuous IN all the Ircc
fights aud fandango aifrayS that nave
varied the otherwise mOaOtOnous course OF
things in Chlyatito. BY shooting two men
and freely flourishing frontier revolver IN
The saloons Watson has acquired the COW
eted notoriely OF being badm and chief
Of the'camp. and also established the Gus
tom among bar.keepcrs Of never charging
him ANYTHING for whiSkcy or ine,cal.
When the railroad went on Three.TOed
Watson did not follow with the gang. It's
not au easy thing TO get acknowledged ~
chief in q railroad camp, but, having got
there, the privilege OF free whiskey, free
lunches, and general bossship OF the sa-
looms are too valuable to frontier tough TO
he lightly thrown away or abandoned.
Watson ~ very liberia, with his privileges,
and never takes q drink without asking All
hands 10 JON him. A refusal 10 driak With
him IL deadly insult, rs II conveys to The
mind Of Three-Toed Watson the Inference
tina, the person refusing considers hin no
gentleman. After to.nigh's experience.
however, he probably win not be quite so
pressingiy liberal.
Two mining engineers were sitting at q
table IN a saloon where the bully was run
ming things, and when Watson ordered
everybody up TO the bar one OF them, 1
German named winkler politely declined
MIR. Watson produced ponderous pistol
and, poklng the muzzle INTO Winkler
face, he reared;
eyer won't drink with me, yer Duicl
tender-foot! Reckon yer cont know me
I'm bowling blizzard OF the persrie,
an, and when Pm turned loose It's dirt,
work cleaning up the ianch. Pm gentle
man, and you'll drink whiskey long O. M
or make a soft seat for the coroner"
Mr. Winkler shut one eye and squlnict
into the ris,ol.bsrrtl. and quietly re
marked
"well, II you insist, I'm with you"
Getting up from the table, he walkcC
over 10 the bar aud stood beside Watson
who 0ourisbCd the pistol once more under
his hose, and then returned u 10 the holster
Holding u whiskey-glass in his left hand
WiDkler took from his vest-pockct y
draughtsman's six II ead.pencil. shsrpeued
to needle-pcint. Turning to Three-Toed
Watson, he said:
'Look here, Dir You are a bigger man
than am, aud could whip me il YOU wanted
20 without any weapons. | didn't want TO
drink, but you pulled q pistol aud would
have shot me II / hadn't stepped UP here.
] carry no arms, you see; nothing but q
pencil.'
Here Winklcr poised the pencil, which
he gTasped firmly with his right thumb and
nnger, directly opposite Watson's face, az
though 10 call attention TO the insignlt-
canoe OF his srmory and emphasize bis re.
marks, al the same time looking the bully
steadily In the eye.
"Now, want to tell YOU" be continued,
"thst YOU are an internal coward aud
scoundrel. and can lick you with lead.
pencil" and Just as the bully reached for
his gun the pencil darted forward Ike
fash into bis left eye, the point passing nc.
rursteIy through the pupil. Three.Tocd
Watson yelled In agony and fell upon the
6oor, writing and sbriektng. Mr. Wink.
M put The pencil back Into his ytsi.pocket,
replaced the untasted whlskey upon the