Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1893-06-09
MURDER In CINNABAR,

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fou bet he was mighty displeased about tn
No; Cinnabar thought was blue eyed and
unsuspicious Those who came were cheer.
fully received and approved Of or lynched.
according to their after embodiment Jack
Moore himself was OF generous, health
tul turn, and ordinarily would never have
held the thought which appears in his in,
terrogatovy touching possible eastern re-
wards. The truth is. the stranger excited
suspicion. No one could tell how or why.
but there was that in his very atmosphere
which would make dog growl. Old
Monte knew nothing about him.
HE takes the stage In Tucson" said
that worthy person as he removed his nose
from whisky glass for the purpose of
fuller converse SAN no one knows moth
In about him. As he don't do nuthin
comm over but lean back an cuss the
world In general an Arizona in pertic'ler,
which, while it's all right for pastime,
after all don't advance no facts, you can
see | shore falls short of bein' fully in
formed OF this yere man myself"
WELL don't anyhow like him none"
said Rosewood Jim refectively. "Ofcourse,
he amt earned no word from me either
way, an what says needn't go to his loss,
but shorely takes notion agin' him, Jest
the same"
This appeared to represent the Cinnabar
feeling. Still it Is probable that Cinnabar
would have thought and said no further
were it not for subsequent happenings at
the o. K. hotel.
Cinnabar was at its vesper drink when
the rapid reports Of pistol coming from
the hotel aforesaid aroused that mild in
terest which Cinnabar had grown to be
stow on such phenomena.
II wonder whoever gets it nowi" said
Bill Tut as he replaced his drained glass
on the Gold Mine bar.
Curiosity, however, was soon made easy
when word came over from the 0. K. hotel
that it was simply Texas Thomson, and
that no one had bled.
"He's Jest shootin' up the dinin' room
some, on account of the stranger" said the
courier who bore the news, IAN amt
meanin' nuthin' whatever"
The trouble came thus: The o. K hotel
was in conduct of a wide and liberal man
agement, and its spirit was amply shown
in Its motto, There's Nuthin' Too Rich
for Cinnabar." But nevertheless its menu
was under the grinding control of circum-
stances Just following those jocund days
which marked the advent of the freighters
from Tucson the o. K table hote became
feast of richness.
After the freghters had departed in re-
turn, and as days went by, the richness
dwindled. 1t was on the day which sor
rowfully marked the freighters as being
absent some three weeks that the stranger
signed the dogeared account book, which
served as register and claimed the at
tention of the o. K hotel as it's guest, and
the table had pinned to beans and coffee.
Cinnabar could be depended on never to
complain 1t realized the exigencies OF
trade conditions, and fully exonerated the
o. K. hotel from any attempt to put it
to death by starving Not so the stranger
He knew nothing of the freighters to Tue
son and was a-hungered.
81 don't like beans, and don't want any
coffee" said the stranger, with petulant
snap, as the viands describxd were placed
in his reach by Widow Briggs. "You can
bring me beefsteak and eggs, and CUP
OF tea, with toast.
"Beans an coffee" said the Widow
Briggs, regarding the stranger with cold
and stony eye, sis the last two chickens or
the roost, an you eats 'em or let's EN-
alone, Jest as you all please" The widow
then made a majestic exit from the room
in dignified dismissal of the whole matter
Thereupon the stranger rallied.
"Whatever is the matter with you al
anvhowf" asked Texas Thomson, address
ing the petulant stranger in wronget
and injured tone "What YOU all a-tryin
TO null on trouble with them thar frijole
fors Frijoles is mighty succulent food an
YOUR stomach is heap too ladylike wheT
it gets to layin' back its years that away
tNjoles,", ,,, ), .,,a +,s err, =
ger.
"Oh, you like em well enough" re
sponded Thomson confidently. You Jes
thinks you don't like 'em. What you al
aims at in your proud an sperited way
to sorter lay back scornful of the CRU
we're. an put it all over Cinnabar. fo'
| lest seizes on these yere frijoles as mer
excuse"
"Who are your" asked the stranger In
mixture of wrath and uneasiness.
"Who be II" repeated Thomson, in tone
n, scoff. "Who be II Partner. you hoe
initiates me. I'm the man who kllle
Bronco MCGEE; that's who | be. An say
stranger, ri just confide in you. 'caus
tbar's something about you that drors ms
n Won don't crawl outside them beans.
and here Mr.. Thomson's tones grew low an
confidential "this yere pertic'lar minut
we all is exchanging our views in, II
shorely leave you on both sides OF IN
street.n Here Mr. Thomson slowly dre'
bis large. impressive six shooter and lay
inc It beside his plate contemplated tn
horror stricken stranger with great intel
est.
The latter at once, but reluctantly, pr'
ceeded with his consumption OF the ui'
tasteful vegetable. To his comfort ana az
sistance the ardent Mr.. Thomson ais
caused to be purveyed an allowance
whisky. A,
AN bring 1t in:a tin cup too" said Nj
Thomson.
This was received By the stranger an
,uaffed In silence and sorrow; after whicl
Mr.. Thomson fired his pistol lew TINE
through the thin board walls oil the room
In a vague and desultory manner ana cam
away, leaving the stranger to meai'ate o
the exuberant character OF his entertain
ment. a.. L., rama
aid TEXAS Thomson, as Armstrong r'
bnked him gently when they met me- !,
,,,ant later in the Gold Mine saloon.
was iest runnin' little blazer onto MIN
and sorter bangs away with my gun as d
evidence of good faith"
uObl the blazer was all right, SAID Arm
strong critically This yere s.range
takes 10 putin on deg an OF course SOM