Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1888-05-16
IN THE MOUNTAINS.
Nashville Mans Experience In . Now
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: 4 Nashville Mans Exporienco In . New
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i One of the young men of the New
South, who has spent some time in
New York. is G. B. Duncan, of NASH
vile. He is the oldest son of w. M.
Duncan, one of the leading men of
Tennessce's capital. Charley" Dun
can is an energetic young fellow, who.
although little past his majority, has
already begun to push his way in the
world. H, is cashier of bank at
Nashville. His first banking expert
ence, however; was in the mountains
of East Tennessee. as cashier of the
only bank Mt South Pittsburg. This
is one of the new iron towns that are
springing up all over Tennessee and
Alabama 1t was projected by the
Tennessee Coal and Iron Company,
which owns the large furnaces there
and most of the land. In talking
about his experiences. Mr. Duncan
said: The natives of the section had
never 50 much as heard of bank.
They did not know what bank was
for until it had been explained to
them that it was a place to keep
the money, and then l fancy
some of the rougher ones thought it
was good place to make haul from
by putting bullet through the cashier
and running away with the money.
For long time l had to sleep in it
every night with couple of loaded
revolvers ready for execution, and my
hair in a wire-spring condition. Final
ly persuaded an old half breed In
dian to watch for me. He was man
who did not know what fear was, and
would as soon shoot as take drink.
The money that they used to bring
into the bank was q curiosity. There
were greenbacks of the very first is
sues, which had been hidden away in
old places until the stuff fairly stank.
Sometimes it smelled so foul that had
to open the window before 1 could
count it, aud then it was as much as l
could do to stand it"
One of Mr.: Duncan's experiences
was with a man who wanted to buy
eggs. There had been for a time a
grocery store in the same building
with the bank. One day country
man came in who had been
drinking until he had scarcely
any sense left in him. He was a
lank mountaineer with top boots and
spurs. and the butt end of a revolver
peering out over his hip. Il want
| some ycggs," he said. 1--WE don't
! keep any eggs. SIR" was the young
cashiers reply: Eyes you do. Igot
yeggs yeah befoah, and want yeggs
now" The cashier again explained
that he was not selling eggs, but it
made no impression on the drunken
man, who reiterated his demand m ore
strenuously than before, enforcing it
with oaths and movements of his
hand to his hip pocket where the re-
volver rested. Young D uncau mean-
while had been slowly moving to a
spot on the desk where his own weap-
on lay, ready cooked for action. He
suddenly leveled the pistol at the
mountaineer' head and coolly said:
If you touch your pistol you are a
dead man. I don't keep eggs, and if
you don't clear out I'll shoot you
sure" This was the kind of an argu-
ment that had some effect. Tho
drunken man was sober in an instant
and looking down the mouth of the
revolver he replied meekly: ':All
right boss. No offense meant
reckon. I thought you kept yeggs.
Good -day."-N r Tribune.