Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1888-08-03

my head If suCn a thing as sand-paper
could have been found at any of the
stations. For about amOnth I wore
a bladder On my head, draWed it on
green, and it shrunk as tight as the
scalp. Ny head looked assmOOth as
a tenpin ball What joke it would
have been on the reds when they
pulled my cap of and started in to
/ scalp me. But when my hair began
to grow I couldn't stand the bladder,
so left 1t OF. %
'It's a wonder they never got you,
BOb?"
eyes, it is. I reckon they would
have got me eff I'd stayed out there.
They got a kind of grudge against
me after time all along the route.
Do you see that bit out of the top Of
my right ear? Well, got that out
t'Other side of Echo canyon. Three
Injuns chased me about four miles
that time. Yes, they had kind of a
grudge against me out that way and
when l got a bullet In the thigh and
another through the calf Of my leg, I
concluded to push on out to this side
Of Salt Lake and near the end of the
route, into the edge of civilization. "
"What grudge did they have against
you, Bob? Had you cheated them
at pOker?"
''NO; not that know Of I'll tell
you what it was about. 1t was about
a little time had with 'em when my
home station was at Green River,
and l was running out this way. 1T
is q long story. One day l started
from my station at this end of my
go eastward to Green River. I had
over seventy miles to ride, and three
stations to pass. To the first it was
twenty miles and to the next ten
miles. Well, I made both these sta
lions all right. 1t was twenty miles
to the third station, and I'd got
nearly half way-eight miles, at least
when, happenin' to look back, 1
| saw an injun comm after me full
split.
81 was just rising a little hill when
got sight of the critter, and at a
| glance saw that his was a faster boss
than the one 1 was on. So, as soon
as 1 was out of sight over
the hill, 1 thought my only chance
was in givin' Mr.. Injun the slip. At
the foot of the hill was a little shallow
creek that made long sweep round
the pint of the next hill. Turnin' into
the creek. Idashed down it. That sec-
ton is a kind of about haIfand-half
timbered country. Along the creek
was a thick growth Of alders and will
| Ter. When I'd got into these about
five rods, and was out of sight,
halted and waited to see what the In
Jun would do. AS L had expected,
/ he dashed across the creek and
charged up the opposite hill helter
SHELTER.
'That was pretty neatly dOne!"
| says 1 to myself. ''That teller will
think my boss is chain ightnin' on
the run before he gets sight Of me
again in that directiOnl" and I
laughed as thought of the red ras-
cal peepin' over ridge after ridge to
catch sight OF me.
/ ''AfteF a bit l started on, cOnclu-
! din to fOller along down the creek
/ till came to where it crossed the
/ road again, round the point Of the
! hill. 1 found it was nearly a mile
round and so rough and brushy that
1 couldn't go faster than a walk.
But as long as 1 had given the Iniun
/ the slip ] could afford to take it easy
! for short distance.
CAT last I came in sight Oftheroad,
and found the ground more open
along the bank Of the creek. Seem
all clear, says to myself: After all,
an Iniun amt so cunnin' A white
man can put up trick that
Gust at that instant I ketched
sight of Mr.. Iniun on foot about fifty
yards away by the side of big rock,
at the edge of the creek. As 1 looked
he hauled his gun to his face. I
/ thrOWed myself of, my boss on the
opposite side and almost at the same
instant the Injun blazed away. Down
tumbled my boss, dead as a mackepel.
Here is a gO!'' said I. Now it's
fight on fOOtP 1 dropped behind
the carcass OF my boss and got out
my six-shOOter, calculating to wait
for the Injun to come after me But
as soon as 1 thought of that I re-
membered that his gun was a single
barreled musket. had noticed that
when he raised it to his cheek.
'SOOn as thought of the Injun
havin' only an empty CUR. L cooked
my revolver and charged the bigrOck
behind which he was fOrted up. As I
dashed round the rock I came upon
the Injun, not more than twenty feet
away, in the act of relOading his gun.
Then it was his turn to rustic. In his
haste he broke his ramrOd when his
bullet wasn't morn half way down.
''When his ramrOd snapped Mr. In
/ jun gave an 'Ughr Then, grabbing
the gun by the barrel and swinging
it above his head, he uttered a saw
age whOOp and rushed at me.
''In an instant my pistol was up
and leveled. The Injun stopped and