Fergus County argus., 1888-09-20

The Editor Of the Nevada Kicker Relates
Some Of His Trials and
Tribulations.

Mrs Mai. Dubar drove up IN front
Of the Kicker office in her dog cart yes
terday and called us out and consigned
us to the place which is hotter than
this. She talked so loud and so vigOr-
ously as to attract a crowd, and 1t -
only due us that we explain. She sent
us a poem EMIT led "When Am Dead,
and expected us to print it. We found
it one of the --LATEST, silliest effusions
ever written by mortal hand, but de-
string to please the lady We wrote a
beautiful poem ourselves, placed her
title to it, and signed her name as the
author. That was why she kicked.
She had the nerve to declare that she
would hang herself sooner than father
our poem.
Great snakes and black bats! but
the gall of some people! DO them a
favor and they turn and sting you!
Seek to help them up and they want
to crush you down. Mrs. Maj. Dubar
n poetess! We will leave it to any I'M
biased man or woman i'm Arizona II
she knows rhyme from jack-rabbits
When we chucked her poem into the
waste basket and sat down and dashed
off a delicious little gem to replace it,
we expected a word of gratitude. In
it's stead we received insults and abuse.
Such are some OF the trials and heart
aches incident to the publication of a
great journal i'm the wild west.
OUR POLITICS.
We established the Kicker as an in
dependent paper-independent in pol
itics, religion, the labor question, and
all else. We haven't been running il
on an exactly biblical foundation, but
we have kept pretty close to the chalk
mark as originally laid down. Col
Scruggs came i'm the other day and
offered us 80 to print an article il
which Cleveland was called II hypOcrit'
and deceiver. He was followed b!
Judge Shackem, offering the sam,
amount to print an article in whicl
Harrison was characterized as a THE
and fraud.
Gentlemen, we have got your pro
gramme laid out. We amt purity AM
we amt none too good, but We know
a brick-bat when we see it. We stan'
on the middle ground. 1t amt on
fight. Durn your politics! We've Sc
out to get rich by printing patent med
icine ads at 30 cents a yard each in
sertion, and by making family pape
so choke full OF horse stealings, lynch
ings, Indian raids, seasonable poetry
household hints and farm experiment
that everybody is bound to subscrib
or bust his biler. Every newspape
has it's way. This is our way, and W
shall stick to it until we shall se
something better.
SOME STATISTICS.
That fraud upon the earth, old JiI
Huston, who earns his whisky by ac'
ing as correspondent for San FraI
cisco dish-rag, sent off a letter las
week IN which he stated that we ha
been kicked and cuffed all over Arizona
Old Jim is a liar of the first water, q
We shall prove. We began our publ
cation May Z, and our little affairs al
recorded as follows:
May Licked on Apache avenue b
Col. Shackem.
May 19-Pursued by Maj. Wigfa
down Jerusalem alley, but got ava.
May 27-Choked by Tom Dustin q
the postOffice. Not much of a chok
June 3-Kicked by Maj. Rising as v
left the Frontier house, but nothir
like the kicks of a mule.
June 1S-Had our eyes blacked b
Judge Dunn, but it was our own fau
in letting him up after We had his hea
in the gravel.
June 2s-Kicked by register of deed
as we came out OF Snyders grocery.
July : Knocked down in SiOu
Park by Pete Jackson, but not struc
in vital spot. We have always r
gretted that we got up and ran ava.
The above completes the list, an
yet old Jim Huston, the sOre-fOote
hyena of the barrens, says we ha,
been kicked all over Arizona!