The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1892-01-02
A KENTUCKY
The Girl Was Not There. but the
Work Was Very Well Done.

The Girl Was Not There. but the
Work Was Worry We'll Done.
Her part in this little history is not
yet known to me.
Ihad put up for the night at Saylsrs-
vile, McGofin County, Eastern Ken
lucky. had travelled far on horse
back during tho day, and was very
tired. Consequently, as soon as 1 had
finished a cigar after supper l told tho
landlord I'd like to be shown to my
room. had got to bed and was just
pushing off from the shore OF wakeful-
ness, when l was startled by a loud
voice in the Office Immediately below.
"Say, landlord" shouted the voice,
''iz Jim Williams hur?"
eyes," returned the landlord.
"Whar il he?"
"Up-stairs."
"Tell him I'd like ter see him."
"He's gone ter bed"
"No matter eli he il; I've come sever
81 miles ter see him. Go up an tell
i'm that l wan ter see him on that ar
little business"
The landlord arose, with consider
able noise, and proceededto carry the
message.
Up the creaking stairs he came, and
knocked at a room door adjoining
mine.
"Hello!" sounded a sleepy voice,
what yer want. haigh?"
"Thar's err Teller down stars %
wants ter see We, JIM"
"Who IL it,"
"Dave Martini"
"What does he want?"
"Didn't say, only he wanted ter see
70 on that ar little biziness."
The man in the room smacked his
chops sleepily, and after scratching
and yawning for a Few seconds said:
ooh, vas; l know about what he
wants. Go back an tell him tor
please 'scuse me till mornin'. hain't
had no sleep fer two nights, an am
erbout tired to death. Tell him tor
4tay all night, an I'll pay his bill.
when mornin' comes"
The landlord went down, the fellow
wheeled back in bed, struck q good
stiff snore and kept up the gait all
night.
The next morning when Invent down
stairs | entered the saloon and saw q
fellow sitting at the stove with a 81
lent but very comfortable expression
on his face. He was p handsome,
1thletic-looking mouptaineer of about
80. l sat admiring the fellows physi-
sal makeup for some time, when a
heavy step fell or the platform In
front. :&
Looking toward the door 1 saw an
other mar Of about 80, smaller than
the one inside, but very compactly
built, ruddy and handsome.
He entered with acareless, uncertain
swing OF his new boots, and, letting
his eye fall on the man at the stove,
bis face lit up with sudden animation,
and he cried out:
"Hello, Jim!'
"Hello, Dave" carelessly returned
the man at the stove.
"Jim,'' spoke the other, "cum out
here a mint, less settle that ar little
bizness."
Gail right" returned Dave, getting
up slowly, and throwing himself back
to give birth to a deep yawn, "but
cum up fust and git sumthin'."
"Don't keer if ! do"
"This is purity good truck" said
Jim, with Il smack OF the lips after
drinking.
'<"Pirty good" spoke Dave, wiping
his mouth.
The two men walked out.
Thought nothing nor about them
until my a was Jared with a loud
explosion Oh the outside.
Hastily walked to the door and
out on the platform.
Two men were lying on their backs
within 10 feet OF each other, each
holding ~ smoking pistol IN his right
hand. The landlord came out now,
and we went to the PROSTATE men.
They were dead.
"They'v We settled their little business,
l see" he remarked, quietly.
Yes" i returned nervously. cts
awful bad, isn't it?"
"What is?" he asked. wonderingly.
"The shooting"
81 don't call it bad shootin' er tall.
Each feller is plugged squar between
the eyes. ] call it good."-Philadel-
phia Press.