The Hot Springs star. (Hot Spings [Hot Springs], Dakota [Dakota Territory, i.e. S.D.]) 1886-189?, 1890-01-10

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NaA<3NEaR NJ who made up for
&SasshNdf ~ his lackof knowl-
Wl'Ns " edge by the free
ME@sA8&SSsS use of big words.
VI TNs%sA He knew nothing
MkMA of the printing
MaAE:#J business $, and
E%%aSS$M& could learn moth
ing; ii alive now,
he could not tell q foot-slug from q
colu,nn-rule. He vas iall and eXas-
rera.inglv lean, wore a plug hat ana a
sack coat, and l,rided himself on dong
the diinkingof the establishment. But
he was a good man, for he trusted me
once, of which 1 shall tell.
One afternoon in June, when n
dark green hills and shady valleys
Looked unusually tempting and made
me long to lie. u fish or squirrel, OF
a grasshopper, anything than printer
at $40 q week, he came into the Office,
stuck his elbow on u half galley OF
small plea, and pied q stick full of his
leader, "rhe True Solution OF the
Negro Question" i wet the matter
and began Strengthening 1t up. He
said:
Say, Eph. I've got an idea
"If you have you stole it," said l to
myself; to him | answered:
"What is it,"
YOU'RE a good printer and can write
purity we'll. When I left town last
spring to keep way from the Cram
jury, your work you done then was
we'll spoke OF by the patrons OF the
Eagle"
"Well, what's the idea?" i said, as 1
distributed the pi.
"This new town out here, where
they've put the cotton factory, need! a
paper. I've got more stnff here thanI
want. S'pose you take some of it, and
II of them presses. and give EN- onc?"
L went. Begonia was the name of
the place. 1t was in the woods, seventy
five miles from n railroad.
The "city" vas not incorporated. and
hilarious people had therefore q wide
field for the exercise of their rnedilec-
ton. The Border St2ai,m that was
the name OF my paper-did not assume
q pious role, but it occasionally adj
monished the boys to keep their prac-
teal jokes for the vulgar multitude.
This admoniticn was FIRST wrl,ng from
me by the facs that one evening they
made u target of my signboard. They
laughed at my warning, and said
thing about dumping my old shop into
the road. On acertain Saturday when
they had been unusually atrocioils they
wound UP their entertainment by shoot
ing an old Negroes mule and sending
me the cars. Tho next issue of The
Sentinel contained this paragraph:
Hunk Best, jim Costing. aud ni,other m1lo
from. of Tolta Can.ield's saloon last s,strrllny
evening: The trouble grew o.;t Of u wager b..
tween them as to which could bray the laudest.
affair, but 1t seems that the otiicr mule mako
some funny Remark about Hank and .rim aud
get the Laugh, on them with the crowd. They
got ilnd. pulled their pops. and iii less time than
1t takes to tell Ill the Ioor other u,ula fell NOR
tally Wounded nul died i'll IL Tow minutes. hut
~ seems thu. Hunk aud Jim lost Gael, IN car III
tho 5foi,ild soon nttar The fight, piclIel up two
c.ars-and they nre both left ones. They nro nov
IN or pnssession, ,Al having heel, previously
submit them 10 tho preserving process. III lin
and Hank want their ears, They can get them b.
"Giliiis Mt our Office.
Working in tne spinning department
of the factory was n little red-headel
girl, with tilbert-colorcl eyes, and n
i'eacli-blow complexion, partly hidden
beneath Il layer OF brown freckles.
boarded with her mother, who was a
widow, and fell in love with her-the
girl. mean. One night Twas smak-
ing-np"-not TO the girl but the forms.
at the Office. The weather was clear
and cold: with starlight. 1 had justi-
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my hands, when there was a knock nj
the door. l have rs much grit as The
ordinary printer man, but that knock
scared me The door was locked.
Pistol In hand, / walked to the front.
and, in the most composed voice i
could assume, asked:
Who's there?"
"It's me-"
Ii a man loves Il woman, her gram.
matical inaccuracies arc pleasing
eccentlicities. When he hears them
ut midnight. instead of the assassin's
whisper he is fearing, they are sweeter
than music. The voice was Elias
that was her name. 1 laid down my
pistol, opened the door, and took her
i'll my arms.
", soou SrNclOuS, Nf. Lester, do
,yon think / came all the way from
home this time OF night TO let you hug
me:"
"No, Ella, but"
1 stopped short,s for I saw she was
very pale.
Whats the matter, Ella:" i asked.
tits ies' this, Mr.. Lester. Iou'rein
awful danger. Hank Best and Jim
Gosling's tixin' to kill you. Mammals
sick, an [ Went to the comp'ny storeto
git some medicine. When i passed
the blacksmith shop I heard your name
spoke. l stopped and listened. Jim
liosling, he said: All right, boys. I'll
sot fire to his Office tonight, and we
kin git the drap on i'm termorrow Of
'sinuates anything erbout it,"
"1he constable lives two miles from
here" lsaid. "My nearest neighbors
are of the Hank and Jim kind. You
go home, Ella, and I'll stay here and
see Jim set fire to the Border Sentinel
No, MOI no., she pleaded; eff you stay
But, think. What will people
say
II don't care what they say, when 1
know I'm right"
\ gust Of wind blew the door open
and put the light out.
Now, you must co." 1 said, after