St. Paul daily globe., 1892-02-07

with him to pay the fine. but he would
get it, and the Judge allowed him to go
upon his own recogniZance. The next
morning he walked into the room while
the court was in session, and advancing
close to the judge, said:
Judge Davenport, Eve come to settle
that fine"
Very well" replied the judge. strok-
ing his magnificent beard with COM
placency at the subdued tone of the
outlaw.
Thereupon Peel seized Davenport by
the whiskers with both hands, and
pounded his head against the wall until
he was almost insensible. Half dozen
officers were in the court, but they
made no attempt arrest the rufian.
They knew him too well. When he had
done "wooling" the Judge he calmly
out Of the court room, and that was the
last of it. The fine had been settled.
Dan de guile, city editor of the En-
terprlSe, however. took occasion TO re-
view the whole career of Peel in the
local columns of the Enterprise next
morning. He did not mince matters.
He pictured the character of the deS-
pera 10 in its true light, spoke of his
misdeedS III the plain and fOrcible terms
they deserved, and called upon the au-
thOritieS to overcome this terror ana
bring him to summary punishment.
The article was so bold that Dams
friends were alarmed, but it is not likely
that he himself had given thought to
its consequences. In spite of the gray
ity of the situation the printers. in the
spirit of that familiarity which exists be-
tween the edit0riSl and composing
rooms of interior newspaper offices, re-
solved to have some fun at Dams eX-
i,u N
desk that evening, one OF them told him
seriously there had been party in sew
eral times during the day making in
Quiry for him.
Dan asked who it was. His infOrmatn
replied that he did not know for certain.
but he thought it was Farmer Peel. as
his look and manner appeared decidedly
hostile. Dan applied himself to his
work without making any comment.
After his nights labor was finished,
without saying word to any one, he
took a stiletto that he had picked up
somewhere as a curiO, the blade of
which was scarcely larger than knit
ting needle. and sticking it inside the
lapel OF his coat as you would pin,
sailed forth from the office.
He had accepted the printers state
ment in good faith, and had made up
his mind that if there were. hunting to
be done he would take hand in it him.
self. He did not know Farmer Peel by
sight, their lines never having come to-
gether. By inquiry he finally located
bin in big gambling saloon on g
street. He entered the place and asked
the bartender to point out Farmer Peel
to him.
The Obliging youth indicated
square-bullt, full-bearded man standing
near one of the tables. Without an in
stant's hesitation Dan approached him
and stood shoulder to shoulder; then
his left arm he pinioned Peel
fhile with his right hand he drew the
Stiletto and held it to his throat.
''You are Farmer Peel, are you EOt?''
said Dan.
~ am" replied the astonished des-
perado.
Il am Dan de guile, of the Enter
prise. L understand You are hunting
for me. II there is any grudge we will
settle it right here.''
"Pve not been hunting for you, but
I'll make it very warm for any one who
told you SO II you will let me know who
1t is. There's no hard feeling Oh my
part, assure you. On the contrary, /
hold you i'll high respect and esteem.
ou NIote ilOtll1S dDOuC HE Uu5 what
was true and deserved, and l admire
man who is brave enough 10 say pub
llcly what he thinks about a character
like me.'
The desperate was so manlfestly sin
cero that Dan released his hold, with
drew the stietto and apologiZed for his
behavior.
You needn't APOLOGIZE" said Peel.
"Y on pursued the right course for one
who has to deal with me ordinarily.
You got the drop on me-something no
man ever did before. l respect you
more than ever for it. Come and take a
drink with me. l want you to believe
L III your fast frIend.'
And the friendship thus strangely
formed remained unbrOken until Far
mer Peel met his death at the hands of
his old partner, Johnny Bull, in Mon
tana,