The morning news., 1889-04-13
OUR AWFUL FIGHTER.
A True Story of Why He Joined Us
and Why He Left Us.
From the NeU York San.


From the NetO York San.
1t having become noised about that we
were going to make horseback trip
through a portion of the cattle country,
various individuals made applications for
situations. We needed only cook and a
man to take charge of the baggage. but the
applicants kept coming, and the day
before we left chap appeared who intro
duced himself as Awful Davis.
"Look-a-here, fellers, " he began in bust
ness way, 81 want to be counted in on this
Indeed, it's slight on me that you hadn't
applied for my services. You'd have been
in purity pickle to have gone without the
undersigned"
When asked to explain what peculiar
value his services might have to us he ut
tered long whistle Of surprise and replied:
"Well. you are innocents, and no mis-
takel Who's going to do your fighting for
you"
AS the Indians were at peace we didn't
expect any trouble.
"Oh! you don'ti Bless me, but what
dear, good little boysl Injunsl Nobody
said Injuns. It's the white men you've got
to look out for. You're going among the
tuffest lot in the whole world. They are
right on the fight all day aud all night
Any one of the gang can turn himself loose
and hammer Halifax out the whole five Of
you in ten minutes"
He wanted to go along to do our fighting.
He would furnish his own mule and make
the trip for 81 day and his keep. When
asked if be had recommends he put on an
Injured air and answered:
'And you never heard of Awful Davis
Never heard of the man who has fit fifty six
fights, and come out on top every time
Purtend that you want a certificate Of
character from feller that fights standing
k7eeling, or lying on his back! This makes
me wearyp
We t1lked it over and finally engaged
him, and when informed Of the fact he re-
Piled:
"Very well, gentlemen. From this mo
ment you are in my keeping. just pint
out the kuss you want pulverized, and I'll
Go the business. shan't put ary Ii nit on
y1u. Pm to fight day or night, and to lick
six men a day. If you could bring about
three or four a day for the next week
should feel obliged, as my liver is lesttle
torpid and want exercise"
During the first DAYS ride we met but
few people. One of those was an old In
dian, lame in the left leg, and Awful Davis
halted the party and observed;
Scents, did hear any Of you tell me to
lick this copper rep ileg"
None of US had told him so.
81 beg your pardon, gents. | want you
to understand that I'm allus on hand. I'd
like to git down and hammer him for the
benefit of my liver; but of course rm under
orders"
We had pitched camp and were waiting
for supper when cowboy rode up. The
greetings we're friendly and he got down to
have a bite with us. He was hardly on the
ground before he saw our Awful fighter and
uttered humph of disgust.
What you got tharW he asked.
"He's our fighter"
"Your fighter! Did you bring him along
to fight anybody or anythingm
"He hired to us to do our fighting, but he's
had no show yet"
"Well, I'll give him show Come out
o. that, you cowardly kyoteW
The Awful was skulking behind the bag
gage. He rose up at the command, and the
cowboy shouted at him:
"Bill Wheeson, l know ye and owe We
one! Come out here and earn yer hirel"
"Is that you, Jim p 4illips" queried our
Awful as he advanced a step.
"Of course it's me, you yaller cur from
the bottom landsV
"And you want to flghtp
II want to show these ere gents that you
ar the biggest liar and coward in Americal
Come out heren
'Gents, is it your wish that produce
funeral hereY" asked the Awful as be turned
to u.s. "shall bang his feechurs into one
bloody mass-kill him deader'n beef bone
with one blown
We answered that it was.
Here tie one hand behind me-tie both
hands behind me-tie my feet together, and
I'll lick him then!n howled the cowboy.
Jim Phillips you haven't got two minits
to exist" solemnly announced the Awful.
"Tm comm fur ye like dozen cyclones
billed into one! Look out, now!"
He spit on his hands aud stepped back, as
il to get running start, and next thing we
heard was the thumpl thump! Of his feet as
he fed afar into tue darkness. Some time
during the night he returned for his mule.
Next morning we found the following ex-
PLANTATION scrawled on piece of paper and
stuck into a split stick; ''Seezed with sud
ent yillness-good BIZ