Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1892-10-20

Jailer Rakes jammed his hands
deep down in his pockets, anc
went back immersed in cogitation
aRachel," said he to his wife
swe've got to wait on this blamed
town another month for my money
Don't you give that fellow but two
meals a day from this time on"
Rachel nodded, but kept up the
usual number, for she was kind
hearted, and hated to break Bunk.
down Bob's heart by paralyzing
his stomach. N
When month number two was
up, Jailer Rakes again presented
himself for payment.
sGood Lord, man /" snapped out
the treasurer, for he was mad on
his own account now, show can ]
pay you when / can't pay myself?
There amt a blanked nickel to the
city's credit yet, and what's more,
Pm afraid there won't be before
you and I go to the poor-house."
"Why the-look here!I can't
live and keep the jail on wind.
Amt some of the other fellows got
their pay YETI"
''No. Pete Langhorn wants to
resign, and Mayor Doolittle sweara
he'll sue the town for his'n."
"Shoot me if I don't turn the
prisoner loose!" said Mr.. Rakes.
And go he attempted to, but
Bunkdown Bob refused to be
turned loose.
''Do yer think I'm a plum fool2"
quoth he, thrusting his head out
from under the warm blankets in
his bunk. 'Here it ia almost
Christmas, cold as blue blazes, and
q foot of snow on the ground. I've
got four months to sarve and I'm
.
going to sarve. .it-see?"
Then he curled himself up for
another snooze;. Mr.. Rakes went
to the mayor.
"I'm going to resign" said he.
Living on nothing and boarding
yourself is an awfulresponsibility
That cussed tramp out there is
eating me out of house and home" I"
ssTurn him loose"
HE won't go. SHears he'lIserye
friBtfms ana tKas Isvs goF rs feed
him. Yet what can I do, if the in
fernal town WON'T. feed me?"
In this perplexity the city
solicitor was consulted.
"Can't I kick the fellow out?"
asked Mr.. Rakes after the situation
had been fully explained.
eyes, you could, but suppose the
fellow brought a suit, against you
for assault, and against the city
for damages for breach of ofcontract?
We fellows wont draw any
pay yet, for several months,
that's fiat. And we oal't fatten
this lazy lout until spring without
a dollar, nor we can't turn him
out. I don't see but what we'll
have to compromise y
The next 'morniug a group of
three presented themselves before
Bunkdown Bob, hats in hand, and
with the humility of the impecu-
NOUS.
"Wot are yer giving us?" ex-
claimed Bob, with his nose in the
air, after he had heard. the city'e
case stated. "Do yer think I am
going to turn out such weather as
this?"
"Come now," said the solicitor
airily. ave can make it worth
your while. How much'll you take
to quietly abscond by the next
down freight that comes along?"
Gone thousand dollars"
why, man, you're crazy. You're
lucky to get off as it is. Take 8
dollar and make yourself scarse,' .
But Bob knew how to haggle, and
came down to one hundred only
after an hour of hot argument. The
city officials nearly bankrupted
themselves to raise the SUM, and
breathed freely only when Bunk.
down Bob saluted the town from
the tail end of a cattle car, as il
rolled away. /.
So long, gents," he called to the
mayor, who had furtively seer
him off. 'sLook for me back mex
fall"
eff he sh ,ws up again in a cen.
tury we'll murder him." quoth the
city's head.
"Amen!" calculated Jailer Rake
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the following interesting conclu