St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-05-01

4 boat had been to Evansville on bus
ineSS-and on my way back to Madison
l concluded to stop over day at Louis
vile. 1t was about 9 O'Clock III the
morning when we reached Louisville,
and walked up town, intending to call
at the office of a gentleman with whom
| had some business to transact. AS
passed along | encountered group of
half dozen or more people whom l
knew, who were all intently gazing at
the entrance of hotel across the way.
They we're so intent upon watching the
hotel that l had to address them the
second time before getting an answer.
Finally l succeeded in eliciting the ill.,
formation that they were waiting to
learn the result of an encounter between
Prentice and Penn, both of whom ha
cen seen to enter the saloon attached
to the hotel within a few minutes OF
each other. A wOrdy warfare. more
bitter than usual, had been going on
betwaen the two men through their re-
81 &c i've newspapers for couple of
weeks; and 4 group of gentlemen on
the beat on which l had come up the
river had that morning been discussing
the subject, unanimously reaching the
conclusion that the quarrel could only
end in bloodshed. That morning Prem
tice had lampooned his adversary in
most unmerclful style, far outdoing all
previous efforts. AS l knew that each
of the two editors had friends in the
group was talking with, L asked why
some of them did not go over and try to
prevent Il collision. One man, in reply,
voiced the sentiment of all. What's
the use,' said he. It's bound to come
some time. They both carry pistols,
both know how to shoot, and neither is
afraid to shoot or he shot at. The prud-
ent thing to do is to keep out OF the
Serape.'
I I'm few moments. during which we
+ had been Strainng our ears TO catch the
sound of the first shot, Prentice and
Penn emerged from the saloon, arm in
arm. and slowly walked up the street
together. We were all for the moment
dumfounded. Then, as by common i'm
pulse, we rushed across the street to the
saloon. Ignoring the barkeeper's What
will it be, gentlemen?' we all began
plying him with questions at once as to
how the two journalists had settled
their quarrel without bloodshed. Out of
the babel of questions the poor bar
keeper caught one-'What did they say
to each other?'-and answered it. oh,
them two fellows? Why, Mr.. Penn
comes III, and is Standln right there
pourin' out his drink, when in pops Mr..
Prentice. Hello! Good mornin',
George says Mr. Penn. Just in time,
Pm takin' mine plain; how'll you have
yours?' Same way says Mr..
Prentice. Then they losses off their
drinks. and MIR. Penn he says again.
That was a pretty good one you had
on me this mornin', George-that is,
pretty good for you. l came near
laughin' at it myself. Dare say would
have laughed if it had been on any one
else. But Pm loaded for you for tOmor-
row. We'll, Shadrach,' says Mr..
Prentice, 81 thought myself that was
pretty well done. l said to myself, as
read it over, I'd give SO to see Shadrach
| PENIS countenance when his eye lights
on it. Barkeeper. set 'em out again.
They both clinks their glasses together,
and then Mr.. Prentice. he asks: Coin
! up town, Shadrach % Yes says he,
and he takes Mr.. Prentice's arm and of
! they goes
1--WE were all so unutterably astOunded
at what we had seen, supplemented by
the barkeeper's tale, that we filed out OF
the room without calling for anything,
which was remarkable proceeding fol
group of Kentuckians in those days"