Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1890-09-06
TIE ARI1oNA KICKER.
western Enterprise Continues to lead.

THE ARIZONA KICKER.
Western Enterprise Continues to lead.
We extract the following items from
the last issue of the Arizona Kicker:
A QUEER PRoCEEDNG.-The other
night some of the boys came around
and routed us out of bed at midnight to
go over and see 'em hang Pete Smith.
Pete is the chap who killed Col. Will
hams In a saloon row last fall, and who
has had shot at several other eminent
citizens, including ourself For the
last two weeks he has been running the
town, and his refusal to take hint re-
suited in his being waited on by the
vigilance committee
We reached the grounds to find Pete
standing on barrel with rope around
his neck. He knew his time had came,
and was ready to die game, but no sooner
did he learn of our presence in the
crowd than he began to protest and OBJ
lect and demand that we be run into
the scrub. We called his attention to
the fact that he had two shots at us at
close range, and that we were the only
party on the ground who could dish up
his obituary in good English, but the
ungrateful rough kept on kicking and
would not even argue the case.
A man In this country can't have
everything he wants, no matter how
big buffer he is, and when it was
seen how unreasonable Pete was the
boys went ahead with the hanging Just
the same, and Mr.. Smith won't sail
around our streets with gun on each
hip for many moons to come. We've
seen some queer things out here, but
the idea of q man like Pete Smith OBJ
jecting to a man like US seeing him dror
off barrel rather caps the climax. We
are charitable enough to believe he was
little off.
A CANARD.-The story in certain
Chicago papers that the editor OF the
Kicker runs faro room in connection
with the newspaper bears the ear-marks
Of our jealous-pated contemporary.
There isn't word of truth in il.
1t was suggested by Col. Kane about
q month ago that we give up a portion
Of our Office space during the evening to
poker club of which we are president,
and we cheerfullv adopted the sugges-
ton, and game is on every night from
to II, but poker isn't faro-not by q
long shot. Our enemies will gain moth
ing by circulating such absurd stories
about our character.
He STRUCK A SNAG.-On the LIST day
Of April we started Indian Dick out Of
town to see how quick he could make q
Journey around the world. To tell the
honest truth, we hadn't over ton of
confidence in Dick, but he had so much
ambition that we gave him dollar and
: half and told him to draw on US for
some more when he reached Yokohama.
The other day we heard of him up at
Overton's ranch, only twenty miles
away, and that he had been there ever
since the Sd of April. 1t seemed that
he was doing bravely on his trip until
be struck Overton's, where an Eastern
genius is making some sort of whisky
! out of cactus roots. The first taste of
! that liquor nailed Dick right to the spot,
and he hasn't moved ten rods since.
Under these circumstances all bets are
declared of, and all guesses have been
turned loose in the back yard to shift
for themselves.
DRAWING THE LNE.-Msj. Atwood,
of Tombstone, came down the other
day to ask a great favor of US. He
wanted US to give him one of the bodies
of our private graveyard as starter in
establishing ore of his own. While
the Major has been our friend from first
to last, and while he always had q
dollar for US in the old days when we
were hard up, we must draw the line
! somewhere. he can have our shirt, our
/ rabbits foot, our dream book our fine
comb, but friendship ceases when he
approaches the graveyard which we
have been at so much pains and ex-
pense to fit up and make feature Of
this section of the country.
DoN'T Stop HIM.-Last week we en-
gagged new arrival from the East to
act as local editor of the Kicker. He
assured us that his name was Barlow
and that he was close follower in the
footsteps of Horace GREELEY. After
twenty-four hours trial he got tight,
stole our Sunday boots, gobbled mule
and Lit out towards shutdown. Don't
stop him on our account. The owner
of the mule may want to see him, but
we don't. Those boots cost US $12, but
if Mr.. Barlow will only keep away we
shall consider it a good bargain. He is
about the twentieth disciple of Greeley,
Bennett or Raymond we have tried
in the last year, and we are tired-very
red.-Detrot Free Press.
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