The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1892-06-01


tee on lariats, these yere nuptials, which
now looks some feasible, would be clean
busted, an the camp get a setback jest
that much. 1 wish this yele maiden
would tip her hand in this to some dis
Greet gent, so play could be made in
advance to get the wrong man outen the
way. Whatever do you think you'sef,
Rosewoodm
cts delicate deal, said that sapient
cardist, "to go tamperin' round a young
female for the secrets Of her soul, but
shorely deems it a crisis, and public inter.
est demands somethin' is done. These
yere boys is CROWN mighty hostile of
each other, which notes last night over
in the Gold Mine saloon, where they was
paintin' up for war, an oness wo all in
terferes yere it's my Judgment some of
this yere love-makin' III come off in the
smoke"
"Thar oughter to be a nact of Con-
gress," said Tut, the pessimist, ''agin
love-makin' in the Far West, an the
East should be kept for sech purposes
speshu', same as reservations for Injuns.
The Western climates too exyooberant
for love-makin'."
"S'pose me an you an Tut yere goes
over to this young female, an all polite
an congenial like, we ups an asks her
intentions9" continued Armstrong, in an
interrogative way, to Rosewood.
"Excuse me, pard," said Tut, with
sad earnestness, "but l don't think l
wants cards in this at all. The Cactus
is mighty spirited lady, an you all re-
calls as how I've been pesterin' 'round
her in the past myself, for which reason,
with Others, she might take my comm
on sech errants derisive an bang me over
the fore'erd with a dipper, or some sech
Objectionable play. So l reckon better
keep out of this yere embassy whole
lot. 1 amt amin to shirk nuthin', but
it'll be heap more shore to win if
do"
"Tutt ain unlikely to be plenty right
about this" said Rosewood, sam 1
reckon, Armstrong,we all better take this
trick ourselves"
The mission was not success. When
the worthy pair of peace preservers ap-
peared in the presence of "The Cactus"
and made the inquiries noted, it excited
the scorn and ire of that retiring damsel
beyond the power of words to describe.
"What be you all doin' in my
kitchen2" she asked, her face flushed
with rage and MONDAY cookery. "Who
fsent you all canternin' over yere to me
with those insultin' questions, anyhow
demands to know"
"And yere," said Rosewood, in relat.
ing the exploit In the Gold Mine saloon
Immediately after, "she stamps her foot
like buck antelope an let's fly stove
griddle at us, an all with proud, high
air, which reminds me mighty sight of
goddess.
At the time it would seem the duo at
tempted an apologetic explanation of
their presence, and made effort to point
out to "The Cactus" the crying public
need of sope decision on her part.
"You don't want these two young
male persons to take to shootin' of each
other all up none, do youl" said Arm
strong.
~ wants you two sots to get outen my
Kitchen" replied "The Cactus vigor-
ously, ''an' wants you to move some
hurried, too. Don't never let me find
your moccasin tracks round this ycrc
water. hole no more, or I'll turn in an
mark you up whole lot
"Yere, you," she continued, as they
were about to leave, something cast
down by the conference, "you all can
tell that Riley Brooks an Rice Brown if
they're blamed fools enough to go max
in gun play over me, to make it
hard. Tell 'em can pick my man out
when the smoke blows away"
"Tutt's way right about The Cactus
bein' some sperited," said Armstrong,
as the two walked away.
'She's shore spirited, an that's q
fact" mused Rosewood, in assent.
The result of the talk with "The
Cactus" found its way about in CHINA
bar and in less than an hour bore
its hateful fruit. The peaceful quiet of
that Gold Mine saloon, which, as a rule,
heard no harsher note than the clatter of
stack of chips, was sullenly broken.
"You all who amt interested yere
better take to lower limb"
1t was the voice OF Riley Brooks.
The trained instinct Of the Cinuabar
public at once fathoned the trouble and
proceeded to hide its many heads be-
hind barrels, tables, counter and any
place which promised refuge from the
bullets. All but one, and that was Rice
Brown. He knew it meant him the
moment Riley Brooks uttered the first
syllable, and his pistol came to the
front with a brevity born of long prac
tice. His rivals was already there, and
so the shooting began. AS a result Mr.
Brooks received a serious injury which
crippled his good right arm for
many day, while Mr.. Brown was
picked up with a wound in the side
which even the sentiment of Clnnabar,
Injured to such things and inclined to
optimism at all times, admitted as dan
gerous.
'Well," said Armstrong, after the
duelists had been cared for at the o. X.
House, ''yere we be again an nuthiu'
settled. Yere we has all this shootin'
an all this blood-lettin', an the camp
gets all torn up; an still thar's Jest as
many of these yere people now as there
was before, an most likely the whole
deal to go over again"
~ shore abcminates things a-splitin'
even this away" said Rosewood, "but
Cinnabar must bar it's burdens same as
other camps. 1t can't be he ped none"
The next day the two duehsts were
still in bed. A new phase was given the
affair when "The Cactus" clothed in