The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1890-08-31
THE ARIZONA KICKER.
The Western Editor, Like Many
Others, Has His Troubles.
We extract the following from the last is
sue of the Arizona Kicker:
THEY GOT LEFT.

We extract the following from the last is
sue of the Arizona Kicker:
THEY GOT LEFT.
Feeling the need Of few days rest from
brain work we hied ourself to JIm's Peak
last week, to remain about ten days. Soon
after supper a stranger approached US ana
gave us hint that the boys were planning
a serenade, and that we had better have a
speech ready.
In this Western country some words have
double meaning. A "serenade" may mean
sweet, soft music by the band, with call
from lot of jolly fellows, or it may mean
a visit from the gang who are provided with
a rope but no music. In order to be on the
safe side we took up temporary home in u
thicket, and from thence discovered that this
was to be rope serenade. Some of the
boys from Jshnson'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 quar-
tiers.
In one sense we do not blame the boys so
much. An occasional hanging adds Zest and
gusto to the 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 cd mule chain.
We make no boasts, but let our readers watch
for deye ouments. We will have Sheriffs
and detectives here after at least thirty-one
OF them before the week is out, and then we
shall borrow shotgun and 90 on hunt
after the odd one.
SOLD AGAIN.
Our esteemed contemporary has made an.
other dismal failure. On Monday he came
out in u 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 for Judge JOhnson's
death. At the Coroner's inquest, held on that
same afternoon, Major Bliss testified: Il
was sitting at a table in the Red Cross 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
Sunday-school. Judge johnson came in. He
was pretty drunk He saw Bob Wharton at
a table beyond us and pulled his gun. The
editor of the Kicker kindly asked him to put
it up, and offered Kim years subscription to
the paper to 90 home and take nap. The
Judge refused and pressed forward to get q
shot. Next moment Wharton dropped him."
This was the truth and the whole truth,
and yet our jeal0uS-pated contemporary,
hoping he had hold on us, tried his hard
est TO make out that but for US there would
have been no shootingi We used to refer to
him as toothless, knock kneed, bow-legged,
lop-eared, hump backed, white-livered, cross
eyed, and so on. We have a mortgage on
his whole outfit, and we used to threaten to
foreclose on it. We used to meet him on the
street and scare him into kneeling down and
begging our pardon. We now let him have
his own way. Some day we will bury him
in our private -yard-some day when
he has tired us completely out.
THEY ARE WRONG
Those of our citizens who are asserting
that our late trouble with the postmaster
was caused by jealousy of his position on
our part are doing us a grave Unjust CO.
True, we We're a candidate for postmaster and
true, also, we are mighty sight better man
for the place than the present incumbent,
but we are not jealous. Wanamakrr refused
to appoint us, and we refuse to wear Wana-
makers clothing. It's an even thing thus
far.
The trouble began as soon as this man
entered the Postotfice He held back our
mail and made us weary in many other
ways. We pounded him half to death one
day, and for two months he was 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 ia bowie-knife, and in sheer self-de-
Tense we shot off a 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 q week, and for the next
three months he'll work like steer and be
as pleasant as eaches.-DetroitF Free Press.