The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1891-08-01
BILL kINNY, OF DRYFORK

/ DlAl hllllN, VI OEy COTkt hllIeuu plOul-
inent man Of the community. and the
authorities, after some little meditation,
decided that he ought to be arrested.
But Bill objected, aud when three dep
uty shcriffs called OH him he laid a Win
chester rifle across one corner Of his
homestead, killed one OF tho deputies
and go painfully injured the other two
that they stroiied back to the Shady
Grove court house. Several days later,
while Bill vas sitting in front OF his
door. Mark Townsend, the sheriff in
chief, walked up to the fence and lazily
placed his arms on the top rail. Bill
reached back anil took up his rifle.
Good mornin', BILL"
"Hi, Mark"
"Had good bid OF frost last night"
"Yas, rIther. Which way you trav-
elm, Mark"
"Oh, no way in particular. Lowed
you mout he lonesome. an ] thought
Ia dFap over and talk with yon a
while. Don't make no difference how
lively Teller is he's apt TO get lonesome
once in a willie, specially ut this time
OF the year."
"Somc fellers como out here the other
day, and one OF them got 30 lonesome
that he just natchuliy had to Jay
down."
80 hearn, saidthe sheriff. "By the
way, he added, "them fellers that You
speak about wanted you to go to Shady
Grove with them, didn't they?"
"Yas, they lowed that jedge down
thar wanted to make my acquaint-
'"You don't say sol" exclaimed the
sheriff. "W'y the jedee is mighty big
man, an I'd think you'd like to meet
him, Bill"
a would, but you see amt in sOci-
ETY. this year."
'.Sorter retired, air you?"
"Yas, thought l was a-gettin' o leetle
too old fur the bright foolishness an
yaller trimmiEs of this here life"
"Yes, that mout be" the sheriff re-
piled. "a Teller does withdraw might
lily as he gets along in age; but, say, the
ledge is friend OF mine an l want you
to meet him."
mo. Pm oblecged to you. l never
banker after these here fellers that
pride themselves on their book farnin'."
~ don't exactly crave Them" the
sheriff rejOined, "walloping" his tobacco
about in his mouth, "but still / think
We ought to meet them once in while.
But say, Bill, there's a man down at
Shady Grove that do want you to
meet"
"Who is he?"
"Sam Powers"
Hes the jailor, amt hc7"
"Yes, an the best one you ever seen."
$50 they say" Bill replied, fondling
his rifle. ain fact, them iellers that was
hero the other day wanted me to meet
him"
$50 l hearn," said the sheriff: "but !
lowed that mebby they didn't extend.
the invertation in soft and gentle
enough way"
"Oh, didn't have no fault to find
with the invcrtation. ! jest didn't
wanter 60, an sortcr pulled back little,
an then one OF them laid down an the
other two limped nightly"
$50 Ihcarn." said the sheriff. "Still l
thought there mOut be easier an
smoother way OF putin the ihverta-
ton. Gentleness always pays. You
can sometimes lead man with string
OF beads when you couldn't drive him
with hoop pole. You recollec old
Wash Bowlcs, that was once the sheriff
OF this county, don't your"
"Mighty we'll"
"Ah, ha! Well, that old TELLER had
more gentlencss and consideration for
the feelins Of other folks than any man
ever seen. One time he had TO hang
Teller named Brice, and Brice sorter
kicked against 1t, bein' Teller that was
hard 10 please anyhow, so Wash, in that
soft way Of hisn, stepped up to put on
the rope an says, Bricc, you'll please
excuse me, but I'll not detain you but n
moment So thought that il I'd come
here to-day with strong consideration
an smooth gentleness you mout accept
the iuiler's invertation 10 come an
spend while with him."
"No, I'm obleeged 10 you. l don't
care about goin' to-day. I've got TO go
oyer the ridge an whip Teller to-mor-
row, an II don't do II Pm Altered he
mout be disappointed. Well, now,
NlWTht le uihSAi " yOu NAh NV
further business with me reckon you'd
better be shown Along"
"But have got some further bust
ness with yon, Bill. want you 20 go
with the an zoe tue ialler."
"Wall, amt gOin,."
II lowed you would, Bill"
"You don't saw SC"
"Yas, an l want You to go With me"
elbow many men did you bring With
your"
"Mebbe; utter all these here cart
ridges is shot oil.
no, | thought you would go with me
without having to waste any OF the cart
ridges. You know the prize of brass
an powder hav riz mighty OF late"
"0h, now here, Mark, l don't care
nothin' for expenses. don't mind
shootin' few balls into TELLER that
wants to put me in Jail and afterward
hang me-
u am glad you amt stingy, Bill.
Some oi the boys over at the store said
that you WIS mighty economical, but
I'm glad to see you amt. 1t hurts
man nightly, yOu know, to have 1t
horated around that he Is close.
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