Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1890-09-19
THE ARIZONA Kicker.
The Western Editor Also Has HIS
Troubles.

The western Editor Also Has His
Troubles.
We extract the following from the
last issue of the Arizona Kacher:
They GOT LEFT.-Feeling the need
of few days rest from brain work, we
hie5, ourself to Jim's Peak last week, to
remain about ten days. Soon after
supper stranger approached us and
gave us hint that the boys were plan
ming serenade, and that we had better
have speech ready.
have double meaning. A "serenade"
may mean sweet, soft music by the
band. with call from q lot of jolly
good fellows, or it m ny mean visit
from the gang who are provided with o
rope but no music. In order to be on
the safe side we took up temporary
home in a thicket, and from thence dis
covered that this was to be a rope
serenade. Some of the boys from
Johnson's ranch had determined to
lynch us as great moral warning, but
while they were hunting for us around
the hotel we were meandering through
the jack-pines and midnight darkness
to safer quarters.
In one sense, we don't blame the
boys so much. An occasional hanging
adds zest and gusto to this Western life,
and it is very rare that the victims
friends can claim that any mistake was
made. In another sense, the boys are
to be blamed for their lack of taste.
We have it on good authority that they
meant to hang us with an old mule
chain. There We're thirty of them in
the crowd. We make no boasts, but
let our readers watch for developments.
Well have sheriffs and detectives here
after at least thirty-one Of them, before
the week is out, and then we shall Dor
row shotgun and go on hunt after
the odd one.
SOLD AGA1N.--Our esteemed con-
temporary has made another dismal
failure. On Monday he came out in o
double-leaded two-column article on the
Wharton shooting case and tried his
best to prove that we had an active
hand in it and were responsible fol
Judge Johnson's death. At the cor.
oners inquest, held on that same after.
noon, Maj. Bliss testified:
was sitting at table in the Red
Gross saloon with the editor of the
Kicker. We were there to talk over the
Mckinley bill and to take the initiatory
steps toward establishing another Sun.
dayschool. Judge johnson came in. He
was pretty drunk. He saw Bob Whar.
ton at table beyond us and pulled his
gun. The editor of the kicker kindly
asked him to put it up, and offered him
a years subscription to the paper to &C
home and take rap. The Judge re-
fused and pressed forward to get shot
Next moment Wharton dropped dead.
This was the truth and the whole
truth, and yet our jealous-pated con
temporary, hoping he had hold on us
tried his hardest to make out that but
for us there would have been no shoot.
ing! We used to refer to him rs tooth
less. knock-kneed, bow-legged, lop-eared,
hum backed, white-livered, cross-eyed
and SO on. We have mortgage on his
whole outfit, and we used to threaten tc
foreclose on it. We used to meet him
on the street and scare him into kneel
ing down and begging our pardon
We now let him have his own way
Some day we will hurry him in our priv
ate srase-yard-some day when he has
tired us completely out.
They ARE WRoNG.-Those of oul
citizens who are asserting that our late
trouble with the postmaster was caused
be jealousy of his position on our part
are doing us grave Injustice. True,
we were candidate for postmaster,
and true, also, we are a mighty sight
better man for the place than the pres
ent incumbent, but we are not Jealous.
Wanamake1 refused to appoint us, and
we refuse to wear Wanamaker's cloth.
ing. It's an even thing thus far.
The trouble began as soon as this
man entered the postoffice. He held
back our mail aud made us weary in
many other ways. We pounded him
half to death one day, and for two
months he was a model postmaster.
Then he got sassy and shot at us, and
we left bullet in his shoulder. That
lasted him until the other day. He
then got on his ear and tried to prick
us with bowie knife, and in sheer self
defense we shot off part of his left ear
and banged him with the butt of the
revolver. 1t was in the interest Of the
whole public. He'll be on deck in O
week, and for the next three months
he'll work like steer and be as pleas.
ant as leaches.-Detrot Free Press.
Writing a Famous Poem.
The poem Of "Curfew Must Not Ring
Tonight" was suggested to me by the
reading OF story called "Love and
Loyalty, in April, 1867. I was then a
plain, country school girl, not yet seven
teen, residing with my parents at Litch-