San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-03-26
LETTERS
or a German A merican Citizen.
mo. 81

No. 8.
Mister San Antonio LIGHT:
In my last letter | promised YOU to write
something about Judge Noonan, some-
thing very bad about him, because he is
against our administrator. Well. I'm
very sorry did promise such thing.
I'm today more dead then alive on ac-
count OF that. That you may understand
what had happened TO me Twill write
you all about IL.
Last night took sheet of paper, pen
and ink and set down. | put the pen in
the nk-ditto-ditto- in half an hour
had the sheet all full of ink spots but
not word itten about the bad things
Judge Noonan did, because l couldn't
think Of anything where and when he did
do something wrong. i took another
sheet. The same result jumped up
and walked the floor, until the lady of
the nous came up to my door and followed:
that i drive all her boarders out of
the house ] took my boots off and walked
In the socks: - About two o'clock in
the morning the Lady came up again and
asked me II had the collie. | told her that
had no collie but much trouble Sic
want to know what 1t was and so told
her. said she: You go to sleep now and
VII help you in the morning. You go aud
see your friends and viii see some OF my
Lady friends and it would be wonder if
we Wouiuh iinu out enough so that YCu
| could takle the Judge.
Well, we did that. In the morning she
went one way and the other. The first
friend met was Smithy. He was good
man and had good memory. | told him
what | was after il. He looked at me
very hard-then he commenced: Bob
Greenfellow, cried he. II always thought
you're rascal, but | didn't think you
was such mean rascal as that. You
about our judge, because you and your
crowd can't make a willing tool of him!
That's what made you mad and afraid.
That you and your crowd are afraid of
him, is good thing for our city, which
your crowd try TO ruin and make IL bank
rupt. You try to write any of your lies
against our judge and | will"
skipped. His fist was little to close
| under my nose. asked about doZend
NOR citizen, and tell you. never know
ed that there WAS so many bad names in
the englisch language whichfI was. very
| freely, treated TO. At last saw my friend
Jones. As he always Xix to take SOM
thing, so invited him to take a drink;
after which | told him my trouble. Well
| that fellow gave me hip worse and
| stronger lecture than Smithy did. After
| he was through the barkeeper, VINO had
| heard every work, said to Jones: "Shake
| hands Mr.. Jones, I'm glad that you think
| that way OF our judge and Is very much
| tickled over the way you gave it to that
fellow here" Turning TO me he said Get
| out OF here you green ScOundrel and
| never come in here any more"
| That here is public place. " said /.
Yes" cried the barkeeper, but only
| for ScOurdreIs aS'-I didn't hear any.
| thing more because with one jump that
| fellow was over the cOunter-graSped me
| by my neck-twisted me around like "a
| savage-gave me kick that | flew
through TO door into the street thought
all my bones were broken. was scratch
| ed all over. picked myself up aud went
| home and finG-the Lady OF the house
sitting in the parlor crying. The way she
| rushed at me, convinced me, that could
| have saved my 35 cents which ! gave the
| day before for hair clipping-She would
| have done the whole work for nothing. -
| She wanted me to leave her house right
| away-and it take me several hours
| talking to straighten out matters again.
| AS | heard afterward She had sure
| enough a hard time.
Now Sir, have to give IL up. / can't
| lind out anything bad about the Judge
| and | dare not to writ any story about
him, because If do, I'm afraid the people
| of San Antonio will sure enough dump
me in an empty whisky barrel and roll me
| out OF town.
| don't know if / can writ anything to-
| morrow, because we, that is the boarding
| house Lady and |, will be very busy-she
| TO heal up her wounded feelings and-I
| TO heal up my wounded sores.
| Yours truly, Bon GREENFELIow-