The Springdale news., 1888-11-02

' .z9zz= ''wELL, MIR. GRAY, THEY'RE TrLLIS' SOME
 HtED YARNS oS fE.a rscya ci.her m.5:aken or knowingly per- vcr-ag t,1a truth, and then eontlnued to y9risc.
 - tel. ye. if kin iist git Tom Simmons o.f tae :rae :, I'll ba taa next sheriff, sho' as ,.eg bas'..s.
 '.D5r7a thsnSToa Siaaoas is candi- date for aatrsfT.',
 H.O,c32r5eI d3.
 "I don't believe it.
 II know it." said Nr Strong hotly 'If hcisn,t 2 candidate, EflT is he loaIin about here all tho tiza2. Ga why's IL always dodgin' me ol tho street!o
 Il lsao;v aa;v that hc will not be your op- ponent; b1t E0I seem - be again troubled with doubss a. U my sincerity in support ing you
 Wall, Mister Gray, I must say thar's somcthm' kinder queer in yer actions. that's all. You aa' that ar feIler are allcrs collogm together fur s0Mcthia."
 Nov, Mr. Strong. am going to do what 1 would under no ordinary circumstances begin to do. If Foa will enter into an agree IiCit b'I It'll a lDIiHIl bI OIt lIiDuS0lu uOlllIS to run for sheriff, l will enter into q bond i'll the SH:a of one thousand dollars to support yosI.
 Hr Strong at once saw that he had every thH9 on his sids. T. intended to run for sheriff without any contract or obligation, and by this one sweep he was sure he woa!d hare the editor safe and be sure 10 beat the man whom he despiscd Allen had prcparcd al article somewhat similar to that which Simmoas had signed, and now presented 1t to Strong for his signature.
 Mt. Strong was delighted to sign 1t, and left the offie2 checking at the assurance that he had fo- once proven too shrewd for Simmons.
 Alicn bowed his head in his hands and his thoughts reverted, as they invariably did, when not pressed with politicians or poets, to that beautiful being i'll the mys- terous oil rock house Ever before him, as if glzlnE from out so.9e mIst-lille cloud, seemed to appear that sad but bewitching face iu sucn mute appeal that his heart was always heavy. Those sad blue eyes seemed always gazing f5ndly into his.
 "Oh BertA,s, Bertha, hoV is all this to end!' he gasped.
 Copy cried Toby, it the sanctum door.
 The demand brought him back to the stern realities of life. and he set to work. driving his pencil at furious rate, dashed of something and handed it in.
 A man iamy frame of mind Is not it to edit q paper"
 Before his mind had had time to again re- vert to the painful subject oa which it seemed to loyo to dwell, the door opened and broad-shouldered eountryman st2lllcd uabiddcu into the room. Allen looked up aad befo.c him stood a towering giant, whose face was dark with wrath.
 '' Ire you the felcr what runs thls she- bang:@ the modern Hercules demanded.
 II a;.t.'
 ''Then take that fur mcddlcsome liar" cried the stranger, aiming Il blow at Allen, winch he successfully parried. The cdltor now thanked his stars that in his more youthful days he had not neglected the manly art of boxing. Though no match in strength for thls rural giant, his skill made him more than his equal.
 For several moments Allen had all he could do to parry those slcdge- hammer 1 blows. which fell thick and fast upon hiEl. But at last he got in q well directed blow from the shoulder, which staggered the 1 stranger. This gave hm decided ad l vantage over hi, antagonist In q min ute $ time the stranger was down in one 1 the man whom he had assaulted was be- la0oring hl.2 with telling blows.
 Ike Hatchett ran into the sanetum, and, assisted bT Toby, got the men separated. | w hat does this mcan9f Ike asked.
 Allen answering that he did not know, the stranger struggled to his feet, growl- ing:
 II know. What did yc put that piece in 1 the paper bout me fur!"
 What piece. have no recollection of having ever seen you until now" answered l Allen
 But ye lied about me. Yc said I stole . 1 corn-llnifc, an 1 warnt agon' to stand it. 1t was George Lecpcr who sot yc on me l As soon as the ot tor could be made to un- l derstand what particular article had given otfense, he explained that Lceper had as l sured him that the whole thing was q harm less joke.
 Harmless joke, thunderation ,n growled Herrn, wipmg the blood from his face "Acouse feller O stealin', an then say ] is all harmless ioke.n