The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-04-23

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| Somebody shot at me a couple of times
through the window, and | caught a fellow
on the other side of the Office with his gun
| over his shoulder trying to get my range in
little pocket looking-glass.
! They kept going back and forth be-
tween the hotel and the ballroom, stopping
at all the saloons ON the way, and pretty
| soon it kept me busy lodging bullets The
| fellow with the looking glass was practic-
ing all the time, and getting madden be-
cause he couldn't come close enough to
draw blood on my ear. l never wanted
to get back to Peoria so badly in my life
Pretty soon a man rode in and registered
himself and horse and said he wanted sup
| per. He insisted on riding into the dining
room and right up to the table. The waiter
went after his order and l started back to
the office, when the man yelled at me and
told me to get his pony some hay.
He seemed to mean it, and so went out to
the barn and got an armtul of hay and
brought it in and stuffed it under the table.
| The horse put his head down and went to
| eating and the man sat up in the saddle cary
i ing up pie with n bowie-knife.
! II thought about Peoria and lodged bull
lets for the next few hours. One fellow
rode in and tried to rope me with a lariat
| like he would steer, but | got down be-
hind the safe and he gave it up. My one
| eyed friend dropped in with rope with a
| hangnanS nose on one end II it and said
! he reckoned that was about what l would
come TO fore morning. He said was the
| first man that ever tried to keep him from
registering. Then he threw the rope over
| the chandelier SO that the moose hung q
couple of yards from my face and went
| away.
81 was wondering why ever left Peoria,
when couple of men came i'll and walked
up to the counter. They were pretty drunk
and thought they were in a saloon. Said
| one of them:
| "Podner, nominate yer pizenr
! whisky, said the other, and he took
hold of an inkstand filed with red inlztwhich
l had set up alter the other was empty
! "'Hm a-Sp'ilin gin this timer said the
first one, and he took the mucilage bottle,
and then they both tipped back their heads
and drank. When they finished they threw
the bottles at my head and abused the liquor
for minute or SO and went out.
up to this time had been shot at forty
two times, and thought of Peoria on an
average Of five times to each shot. The
looking glass man had tired out and gone
away, and another fellow was riding up
and down the street ON the run and firing
into the Office promiscuously every time he
went past.
"After while a man rode in and said
he wanted to go to bed. took lamp and
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| into his room. There he got off and tied
his horse to the wash-stand and turned and
| jumped into bed with his boots and spurs
| on, and pulled his hat over his eyes and
started TO 60 to sleep. | knew 1t wa, against
! the rules of the house to wear spurs in bed
so | said: Il beg your pardon, sir, but you
have forgotten to take off your spurs He
began to roar like man with his foot in
| lawn-mower and tried TO turn over to face
/ CIYV-c in, Nl,..h ,,1 I,t6
| backed toward the door and he began TO
kick. Great Caesar! / never saw anything
| like it. The bed clothes began to rip and
! fly through the air rs if there had a couple
Of cyclones collided, And all the time be
was yelling the horse was bucl1ing and
| jerking the washstaud around the room.
! The pieces of quilts and blankets were get
| ting so thick in the air that | couldn't
! breathe, SO | went out and slipped down
stairs and left him standing up on the back
of his neck and nearly reaching the ceiling
| at every kick 1t reminded me some of
what read about the Charleston earth
quake.
when got down the stairs | heard
! great noise in the office and hooked through
a bullet-hOle in the door to see what was
the matter. The one-eyed man was swing
ing the hangman's moose around his head
and telling how ] tried to- prevent his reg
istering and how l ought to be lynched and
| the others were applauding him. He said
the proper thing was to lynch me in front
of the post office. | looked out window
and saw the rest of the crowd on horseback
in the street yelling, Bring him outr /
made up my mind to face them till | saw
the proprietor of the hotel standing on the
edge of the walk swinging his arms aud
heard him saying that l couldn't be strung
up too quick to suit him. Then | concluded
| I'd got enough. | thought of Peoria and
| slid out back door and didn't stop walk
ing till l struck this place and lad my
ticket bought straight through They say
here that the b US we're only having a little
fun with me and that the proprietor is a
great hand to joke that way. They may
be right, but it isn't my style of humor.
1t isn't on the Peoria plan 1t may be all
right, but I'm going to sit right here on the
| depot platform till tine train comes"