Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1891-08-11

put this yere young one TO sleep. So II |
you all will now withdraw, I'll see how |
near | comes to beddin' OF him down for |
the night Stay within whoopin' distance,
though, 80 II he tries to stampede or takes
to millin' can have hep
80 we all lines out an leaves Jack an
the infant, an turns in on faro an poker
an similar devices which was bein' waged
in the saloon.
'Maybe it's an hour when Jack comes in.
"'Boggs,' he says, jest step in an play
my hand minute, while | goes over an
adjourns them frivolities in the dance hall.
It looks like this yere camp was speshul
tumultuous tonight
"BoRgs does, an Jack proceeds to the
Bale House next door an states the case.
al don't want to onsettle business he
saws, nor disturb the currents Of trade,
but this we're young one Pm responsible
for, in back of the Red Light, gets that en-
gagged in the sounds of these yere revels, 1t
don't look like he'sever goin' to sleep none.
| So if you all will jest call on the last waltz
an wind her up for tonight, it, be regard
/ ed. The kids mother'll shore be here in
the mornin', which will alter the play all
around an matters can then go back to
old lines
"'Enuf said, says Jim Hamilton, who
runs the dance hall You can gamble this
dance house amt layin' down none on
plain dooty an tonight's shindig closes
right yere. All promenade to the bar.
Well take drink on the house an quit
an call it day
$50 then Jack comes back mighty grave
with his cares, an relieves Boggs, who's
st. nhnits I'M of
the infant, who, asettin' up agin a goose
HAIR piller along of his goats milk and
Booths gun, is likewise a-eyein' of Boggs.
"'He's away up good infant, Jack, says
Boggs, givin up his seat.
"'You can bet your life he's a good in
FAINT says Jack, but it seems mighty
like he don't aim to turn in an slumber
none. Maybe goats milk is too invigor
) atm for him, an keeps him awake
/ about another hour goes on an out
= comes Jack into the saloon again.
"T don't aim to disturb you ALL h,
, SAYS, but, boys, if you'll jest close the
t games yere an shet up the store I'll TAXI
D 1t as a personal favor. He can hear thu
click of the chips, an it's too many fol
, him. Dom go 'way-jest close up an Sc
: round quiet
: $50 we does as Jack says; closes thu
games an shets up the camp, an then set
, round in our chairs an keeps quiet await
S in for that infant to turn in. A half hou
s later Jack comes out ag'in.
, at amt 10 use, gents he says, goin
n back of the bar an gettin' big drink
Q that child is onto us an won't have it
t You can gamble he's fixed it up with him
e self he amt goin' to sleep none tonight.
@ allow it's because he's among rank strane
It ers, an figgers it's good safe play t
stand watch for himself
: az wonder couldn't we sing him
Is Sleep says Cherokee Hall.
10 "Nothin' agin maxim a try says Jacl
some desperate, wipin' his lips after h
It drink.
g "'Spose we all goes an gives him "Tf
Dyin Ranger" an SANDY Land" for a
d hour or so, an see,' says Boggs.
A. 80 in we trails. Cherokee lays dow
on one side of the infant an Booth on Il
- other an the rest of us takes chairs a
1, sets round. We starts in an sings him 8
n. we knows an we shorely keeps it up 4
n hours; an all the time that child a-setti
ne an a-starin, sleepless as owls. The last
II recollects is Boggs' voice in The Dyi
Ranger
5, with his saddle for pillow,
ut An his gun across his breast,
Far away from his dear old Texas,
oa We laid him down to rest.
,el 1.-THE next thing there's a whoop an
Id veil outside. We all wakes up-al exec
1T the infant. who's wide awake all along
III an we're it is o'clock in the mornin' a
the mother has come. Comes over fro
It's the last station on a speshul buckboal
where that old inebriate Monte drove
,f wi