Los Angeles herald., 1892-10-06
WHY HE LIKES DUDES
HOW A PUNy TENDERFooT ASTON.
isiiED A ROUGH wEsTERNER.


Clean Collars He Was Dubbed "Mush
and Molasses''--He Showed What He
Was Made Of by Saving Rangers Life.
We had stopped at railroad station
on the Pecos river, and many of the
passengers were walking up and down
the long platform. Among them was q
dudish young man who excited con.
siderable ridicule from the dozen rough
fellows hanging about One of them
finally said something about "chawing
him up" when an old man in the gang
raised his hand and said:
''That's 'nough, boys; don't go any
further"
"What's it to your demanded the
other.
"a heap, Ireckoni It's SO much to me
that I'll do leetle shootin on that fell
lows account if needs be-"
The two men looked menacingly at
each other, and for twenty seconds ex-
pected to see them draw and fire. Then
the younger one walked away, growing
as he went, leaving the field to the old
man.
'sWould you have foughtfor the dude?'
/ asked when the strain had been re.
ieved.
''Sartinr he gri1nly answered.
"But you don't know him."
"No, and probably never shall, but
he sort o reminds me Of leetle sar-
cumstance that happened seven or eight
years ago. / had ranch up on the
Pecos plains, and dude came out from
New York city to visit naybur O
mine. He was jest sich d beanstalk as
this chap. He had soft hands, woman s
way of talkin, and i looked him over
and made up my mind that a Texas
baby three years old could give him
pointers. Why, durn it, if he didn't
wear white shirts and collars and play
the pianner! i tried to be civil to him.
cause he was stranger, but it bout
made me sick. never looked at him
without thinkin O mush and Iasses."
"Well?"
"Waal, arter he'd bin out thar bout
three months, Jim and me went out one
day to look upsome stray mustangs. The
fust thing we knew we got a volley from
a lot of Injuns who had broke loose from
the reservation. Jim was hit in the
shoulder, but fortunately carried off by
his boss, who was flier. l headed for
a sink l knowed of and reached it with
out scratch. Then, you see, my caper
was to stand 'em off till Jim could send
help. had Winchester and plenty of
cartridges, and durin the fust hour I
wounded one cuss and killed another.
Then l got a chunk O. lead through this
right arm and begun to feel bit
narvous as to how it would turn out. I
lswiped bullet into another, and in re-.
turn l got this rake along the skull. 1t
wasn't ten minutes arter that befo' be-
gun to feel powerful sick and weak, and
/ jest reckoned that my scalp was goin
to make an ornament on some red crit
ter's belt"
"But you still stood them off?''
Gas well as able, but the end would
hev come in about fifteen minutes more.
The last three or four shots fired I was
so blind couldn't see a rod. The reds
wv do ouOnoili w CdSA OtuCl anu uldklll
ready to close in when | heard white
man yellin. l couldn't see what took
place, but l know how it was jest the
same. That mush and 'lasses dude was
out ON hoss huntin jackass rabbits.
and Jim run across him and told him
how l was fixed and axed him to ride
fur help. What do ye think the burned
cuss did,"
erode for homer
"Not much! He rode fur me! He'd
never seen war Injun in his life, and
Jim told him thar was full dozen ar-
ter me, but it made no difference. He
comes up on a dead run, yellin and
shootin, and I'll chaw my hat if he didn't
lay out two of the critters and kill a
pony afore they could git away. He
sailed right in so mighty hard that they
thought he had big crowd behind him.
That thar leetle dude with soft hands
and puny arms lifted me onto his boss
and rode to my ranch and then heads a
crowd back and runs them reds 'leven
miles and kills another.
"Why, durn mel he got two ponies
out of that scrap, and he gathered up
more wampum, bows, arrers, toma-
hawks, knives and sich than any six of
us had collected in five years. When
got about I helped him to box and ship
'em to some club in New York. Pears
to me it was sumthin like the Manhattan
club. Leastwise, it had a 'tarnal longish
name, and the feller was member"
"And you came to like him?''
'.Say! He kin hev all I've got in this
world any time he axes for it. made
. big mistake sizin him up. He could
beat any of us with the pistol, and the
feller who took hold Of him for a rassle
was throwed sky high before he could
bite his terbacker. He could run like a
deer, outjump kangaroo and we
couldn't find broncho who could buck
him off,"
"And that's why you interfered, is it?'
EXACTLY. Show me dude and I'll
back him. These boys hain't learned
the difference between dude and a
fule yit, but hev and I don't want no
better chaps behind me in pinch than
dudes, specially New York dudes."-
New York Herald.
To Take on old Paint.
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