Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1891-04-30
FRANK WESTON WAS GAME.
How Eme Ellsler's Manager Tanned Il
wild, Bullying Western Cowboy.
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A few nights ago as the 6:25 p. m.
train on the Sioux City & Pacific Rail
road was moving out OF the depot the
rear door of the smoking car was open
/ ed with a bang, and as the cold air
rushed in it brought with it tall, we'll
/ built, wiry-looking chap, apparently
under the influence of that sort OF
| whisky that "makeS man want 10
/ leave his grandmother" He was a
/ fair specimen of the dime novel sort OF
| a wild western COW boy, and it was, per-
haps, i've feet eleven inches from the
car floor to the top of his, in this case,
closely shaven head As the air chilled
| the passengers their hearts almost stood
still, and their blood curdled as an un-
earthly yell something like "Whoo-pe-
wee. You bet Pm all here, and ready
money 10 pay my way, and Id like 10
see some -- in this here caboose try TO
put me out; no, stree. Whoop-er-wow''
All this Introductory overture came,
of course, from the tough young man.
Several gentlemen, one by one, LETT the
car for the more comfortable SecluSiOn
of the one in the rear, while the tough,
all the time yelling how bad he was,
kept staggering up and down the aisle
and giving 90 nearly every passenger an
afectiOuate mug around the neck with
one arm, while with the other he swung
his slouch hat over mis- head. as he
assured one and all You - can't put
me Oft; whoo-pe"
To one unofIending man the tough
was particularly insulting, and at two
different times placed his foot over the
back of the mans seat and all but
careSsei his victims cheek. lmme-
diatey behind the tough sat quiet,
silent man. who had never taken his
weather eye of him, and whose chief
distinction was "a sill, hat and cOrncOb
pipe. This combination finally struck
the tough as good game, SO planting
himself down i'm the turned seat Oppo-
site tine quiet man, he squared himself
and with q slap on the quiet mans
shoulder announced with a volley OF
oaths, "See here, uncle, 1 want you 10
talk 10 me, whoopee, see me?' The
quiet mau promptly replied, NO, my
friend, you're drunk. You're all right
but you're drunk. Now, don't bother
me, but go away
you be Quashed, or atleaSt it sound
ed like chat, roarcd the bad man. "You
jus, talk 10 me, that's what
The last word had not been lost upon
the Other listening passengers before the
owner ol the silk hat aud cOrn-cob pipe
arose 90 his feet and with his left hand
gaasncd the "mau-hunter" by the left
lapel OF his coat The next instant the
quiet mans open right hand collided
with the tough mans hardened face ON
the left side, aud then something all in
a heap las doubled mp across the car
aisle aud down in between TWO seats on
the opposite side.
As The fallen one struggled TO rise the
quiet man reached for him again, raised
MIN up 0y both lappelS of his coat this
time and, pushing him down into "a seat
and against the side of the car, drew
back his hand again, this time closed,
and said: IL viii talk to you now and
90 this effect. If you open your mouth
again, I'l' talk Co You ia d still more
iorcibe manner. think you under
stand what / mean" And then this
fighter. who had all along wanted some
body, blood tremblingly cried, Don't
mister. don't hit NE, I amt saying u
word. and amidst the laughter and
ieers % the once frighted audience
the tough with final push
from his >ubduer, subsidized, and
KEEP, completely silent until his
station was called He then made for
tue same door through which he had
entered So yalant'y an hour before, and
amid tine renewed laughs and shouted
good-byes of every one he disappeared
INTO lhe irtgid night. There was OF
course. @ good deal more excitement
,nau thi, article indicates, and when
quiet had finally been restored one en-
thusastic traveller approached the hero
" tne moment and said: Il beg your
pardon, sir, but may have the pleas
ure OF knowing your nance and as
quietly rs ever the wearcr of the silk
hat. and the smoker Of the cOrn-cob
pipe handed over card which read in
neat type, Drank Weston, manager
EMe Elsler."