Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1892-09-10
HE STOOD, BY THE DUDES.


Of the passengers were walking up and
down the long platform. Among them
was dudish young man who excited
considerable ridicule from the dozen
rough fellows hanging about. One of
them finally said something about
''chawing him up" when IN old man in
the gang raised his hand and said:
"That's 'nough, boys; don't go any
further"
whats it to you?" demanded the.
other.
"A heap, reckon! It's so much to-
me that III do lectle shootin' on that.
fellcr's account if needs be-"
The two men looked menacing]y at.
each other, and for twenty seconds
expected to see THIN draw and fire.
Then the younger one walked away.
growing as he went, leaving the field
to the old man.
"Would You have fought for the
dude?" l asked when the strain had.
been relieved.
"Sartin.' he grimly answered.
But you don't know him?'
'No, and probably never shall; but he.
sort o reminded me of a lectle sarcu n.
stance that happened seven or eight
years ago. had ranch up on the
Pecos PLANES, and a dude came out from.
New York city to visit a naybur o.
mine. He was jest SIGH q beanstalk as.
this chap lie had soft hands, wom-
ans way of talkin', and looked him
over and made up my mind that Texas.
baby three years old could give hirn
pointers. Why, durn it, eff he didn't
wear white shirts and collars and play
the piano! / tried to be civil to him,
cause he was stranger, but it bout
made me sick. 1 never looked at him
without thinkin' of mush and 'lasscs.' Is
"Well?"
''Waal, arter he'd bin out thar abe ut.
three months Jim and me went out one
day to look up some stray mustangs
The fust thing we knew we got q volley
from a lot Of Indians who had broke
loose from the reservation. Jim was
hit in the shoulder, but fortunately
carried off by his boss, who was flyer.
l headed for sink knowed of and
reached it without scratch. Them.
you see, my caper was to stand 'em off
till Jim could send help. l had Win
chester and plenty of cartridges, and
durin' the fust hour wounded one cussi
and killed another. Then I got O.
chunk O. lead through this right arml
and begun to feel bit narvous as to
how it would turn out. l swiped bull
let into another, and in retarn got this
rake along the skull. 1t wasn't ten.
minutes arter that befo' began tn feel
powerful sick and weak, and I jest.
reckoned that my scalp was goin' to.
make an ornament on some red critters.
belt
11D,ut you stili stood them off"
"As well as able, but the end would
hev come in about fifteen minutes more
The last three or four shots fred L
was so blind couldn't see a rod. Tho,
reds were shoutin' to each other and
maxim ready to close in when 1 heard n
white man yelliu'. couldn't sec whas.
took place, but know how it was just,
the same. That mush-and-'lasses dudo,
was out on boss huntin' jacliass rnb.
bits, and Jim run across him and told
him how was fixed and axed him to.
ride fur help. What do We think the
burned cuss did?'
Rode for homc?"
Not much! He rode fur me! He'd.
never seen n war Injun in his life, and
Jim told him thar was q full dozen
arter me, but it made no difference.
He comes up on dead run, yellin' and
shootin', and I'll chaw my hat if he,
didn't lay ont two OF the critters and
kill pony afore they could git away.
He sailed right in so mighty hard that.
they thought he had big crowd be-.
hind him. That thar little dude with
soft hands and puny arms lifted me on
his boss and rode to my ranch and then
heads q crowd back and runs them redss
'leven miles and kills another.
"Why, durn me! he got two ponies.
out of that scrap, and he gathered up.
more wampum, bows, arrers, toma-
hawks. knives and SIGH than any six Of
MS had collected in five years. When
got about helped him to box and ship
'em to some club in New York. Pears.
To me it was sumthin' like the Manhat-
tan club. Leastwise, it had 'tarnab
longish name, and the teller was men,
bcr."
And you came to like him?"
''Sav! He kin hev all I've got in this.
world anv time he dxcs fer it. made.
n big mistake siZip' him up. He could
beat any of us with the pistol, and the
feller who took hold of him for .
wressle was throwed sky-hiGh before he
could bite his tcrbaclser. He could run
like deer, outjump kangaroo, and
we couldn't find u 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 a dnde and a
fule Wit. but / hev, and don't want no.