Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1891-02-14

I
knew them to dash directly through the
suburbs of the town when chased by
horsemen. Once I witnessed singular
scene-a veritable duel between the
youngest and the oldest iuhabitant. A
NANCY, ill-natured old bull, which had
been left behind the herds on their south
ward march, wandered, during the night
close to an outlying house. The first to
discover him was "Kid," precocious ur-
chin who had been a skinner up of leath-
er and crier of papers East. With that
love of travel peculiar to Young America.
this waif had stolen rides on the cars IN
til at last tossed out, friendless stray, on
this desolate spot of desert. When a slee-
by restaurant man in the early morning
opened his door. and, rubbing two very
red eyes, discovered this lump of human
ity curled up by the boards, he naturally
inquired, in the Slect of the district,
"Who in thunder are you?' And prompt
came the answer, rs kid sir, from New
York" Perhaps the boy expected from
the odd reply, the result that followed. 1t
certainly gained him favor among that
rough crew. Since then Kid had been
newer of wood and drawer of water for
chance pennies. On this particular morn
ing, when the travelled boot-black saw
the bison, his ambition took in at one
grasp the project of killing it. Slipping
quietly into the house, and dragging
forth hunters .musket, Kid rested it
upon cottonwood log and fred. The
buffalo was Illuminating quietly, looking
off upon the plain, when surprised by this
bombardment in the rear. Quickly wheel
ing, Kid was discovered on the log pre-
pairing to cheer There was no retreat in
that bison. Down came the immense
head into position like battering ram,
up went the tail erect aud stiff, like bar
suddenly pulled to let on power, and
down upon Young New York came Bos
Americans. Kid clambered on to a rem
nant of projecting branch, and dropped
down like ripe persimmon when the
buffalo smote his support. Alarmed by
the roar of the gun at that early hour,
people rushed out of the neighboring
houses, to discover the following odd
tableau. Close under the side of log
was boy, hugging the timber as affec-
tionately as if forming part of its bark.
Trying to pick the youth out on his horns
was veteran bison bull. But try as he
might, the black spears could only Craze
Kids ragged pants. Whenever this oc-
CURED, yell came forth from under the
log which would have done no discredit
to young Apache. 1t did not look well
for the humanity of the spectators that
they enjoyed the spectacle very much as
they would dog fight, and allowed the
bull to exhaust his fruitless efforts and
walk away before Kid was set upon his
feet again.
Coyote soon disappeared. The tempo
rary terminus moved forward to Sheridan.
If the noise of house-building, the blow
of the hammer and tear of the saw, are
sweet music to the workman's ear,
however jarring to that neigborhood, no |
such plea can be put forth for the sounds
which proclaim a prairie buildings re-
moval in situations where each man is
his own carpenter. A liberal application
Of nails has done the duty elsewhere as
signed to lemons, and the consequent
breaking of boards and voice of the axe
are discords most wonderful. Happy then
5he neighbor who may be deaf! The
5empers of the workmen change for the
worse, there seems to be a general dis
ointing of dispositions as well as the
beams.
In one short week not house but that
If the railroad men remained. Thousands
IF oyster ana fruit cans alone marked the
spot where vice had lately rioted.
Sheridan was Coyote enlarged. We
,hristened it after the gallant Phil, then
stationed at Hays. When the general
vas introduced to his namesake, he re-
marked that, as seat of war, it strongly
esembled the Shenandoah Valley. The
'elling and firing of our Irish mob on pay
lay reminded him of StonewaH Jackson's
)attalions.
ITO be continued