Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1890-03-22

| fruits O the Coercion Act, "a they CAL
it. I'm suspect, and indeed It's q
wander he had dacincy to ak his wor-
ship to sign a warrant, for they can
clap any one in Jail if we only look
crooked" Meanwhile the policeman
had approached the window, and after
few words Oh the all-absorbing topic
of the murdered bailif, with which he
seemed to have been well acquainted,
he handed up the warrant to ODaly.
That's the writ, your worship, q true
copy, and here's the original. You're
jooly sarved.
The words were no sooner spoken
than the bogus policeman bounded
down the avenue with the speed Of a
deer toward the lodge and Immediately
disappeared.
Its Peery Costigan, the bailiff, as
sure as I'm livin' sinner" cried Matt,
"and he's sarved the master with his
dirty piece O. parchment in spite of all
the care tux to guard him. Niver
fear but I'll be a match for the same
Peery wan O. these days, as cute a fox
as he thinks himself"
About one month after the foregoing
piece of strategy had been so skillfully
executed by the willy Peery, wander
| ing mountebank strolled into the town
of Bally-, carrying a card-table, on
which lay pack of greasy cards,
which he shuffied with great dexterity,
challenging the country boys as they
came around him, for it happened to be
the market day, to try their luck for
any sum from sixpence to a pound.
A shrewd-looking countryman put
down shilling and having cut for deal
won it.
The game commenced, and it hap
pened for some time that the country
man had fortune at his fingers ends,
he won almost every game; and from a
shilling it rose to five shillings game.
When the owner of the table stopped
and said he would play no more, the
countryman insisted that he should go
on. The bystanders supported the
countryman, and with great reluctance
the mountebank resumed the play.
The countryman, already confident in
his own run of luck, increased the
stakes, but in the course of a little
time, fortune, as she frequently does,
| shifted to the other side. The country
man now became desperate, doubled
his stakes, lost his GOODNESS, and, of
course, the natural result was he lost
his luck; in short, he was soon cleaned
out. But so ungovernable became his
temper, under the change of fortune.
that on finding all his money gone
somewhat about Globe raised his fist
and knocked the mountebank down.
Now, il happened that there were
couple of policemen looking on all the
while, but before they had time to in
terfere, tie countrymen struck his OPP
ponent three or four blows, by which
the unfortunate mountebank was very
severely cut; so much so, indeed, that
the blood was flowing in torrents from
his mouth and nose. The bystanders
to man were in sympathy with the
countryman, for they believed him to
have been wofuily gulled by the expert
manipulation of the cards.
The mountebank's table was torn to
fragrants, his cards flung into the
street, and but for the timely interior
ence of the police he would have been
roughly handled. On seeing the po-
liceman he Immediately charged his
brutal assailant and requested to be
brought before magistrate.
The policeman having witnessed the
assault could not refuse to take the
countryman in charge, and in conse-
quence both were brought to the nearest
magistrate, which of course was Red
mund O'Daly.
"Mulligan," said ODaly to the police
man, whom he happened to know by
name, "you know my situation and must
know how I've been tricked by affairs
of this nature before. Keep these two
men outside till 1 hear the whole cir
cumstance."
Its a gambling affair, your worship"
said Mulligan.
who is the PLAINTIFF" inquired o.
DAILY from the window.
Il am, sir!" said the mountebank.
"What is your charger"
"What ia my charge! look at my face
and twill spake for itself-look at my
head and my cut lip, look at my poor
nose-this schamin' vagabone, your
worship, won my money till he left me
with but five shillings. then wanted
to stop, but he threatened to bate me if
I wouldn't play on. So I played again
and won. 1t was then he got mad and
began to skull-drag an abuse me till
he disfgured my beauty, as you see,
sir"
%What have you to say to this?"
said O'Daly, addressing the country
man.
at was foul play O. the chatin'
rogue" answered the countryman, as
he continued, with shrug: Can We
deny it, We swindlin' slaveen, that you
renagaed the ace o. hearts to my five
fingers?"
Il deny it, roared the mountebank;
" tbs your own case you're tellin'."
Didn't I win the last trick?" cried
the countryman, when you wor down
for % shillins, with my Brian the
Bowld?"
Don't believe him, your worship"
said the mountebsnk; he hadn't such
card in his hand"
Its the truth I'm tellin' your Honor"
shouted the countryman. Il had Brian
the Bowld in my hand, an can prove,
it before any Judge in Ireland. Yes,
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