The Lafayette gazette. [volume] (Lafayette, La.) 1893-1921, 1893-12-02

'''Lool< here, Buche,' he shouted, -
he got within hailing distance, heres
my commission as marshal
1.-THE Frenchmsn turned and ran ~
hard rs his pony could 60
Il Won't hear no papers, he shouted.
Il don't want no papers,
''Well, sir, hell-to-split over the
prairie went those two men, Buche
shouting that he wouldn't hear Ark
wright bawling out his commission 1t
the top of his mighty lungs. johnson
told me 9fterward that he'd have been
satisfied after that if he hadn't got the
cattle. But while Arlswright was chas-
ing Buche Johnson's herder found q
bunch of the cattle. johnson and the
herder cut out twenty-five head from
the bunch and started them for the
agency. Arkwright saw them and left
the chase after Buchc to join them.
''Away the cattle and the men went
1T full gallop. For q time Buche
seemed to have given up. He'd been
in such q ,vhirl of excitement that he
hardly seemed to know where he was,
and his Winchester had been left at his
camp when he started for the regu-
lators. He seemed to realize all of .
sudden that johnson was actually do
ing as he said he would and taking his
cattle. They were a mile away when
Buche started again at full eallop for
his camp. His head herder, Curly. and
his Winchester and tho two cowboys
and away they went after johnson full
tilt, Buche swearing q streak and shout
ing at every jump that he'd shoot John
sons black heart, and white liver full
of small, fine holes.
cartwright saw him coming, and
with an unpleasant look in his eyes and
his right hand dangerously near his
six-shooter holster swung. down to
meet him. Buche had no word for the
deputy. but kept on after johnson,
vowing all sorts of dreadful fates for
him. So Arkwright swung in behind
the Frenchman and his herders, neither
a terrible risk. His Winchester was
balanced on the saddle before him. If
it slipped he would have instinctively
grabbed for it, and Arkwright would
certainly have shot him if he made the
slightest movement to touch his rifle.
johnson has told me since that he
hSAn't q grain of sand left in him. 1t
all oozed out of his toes when Buche
was laundering down on his back
swearing to shoot him, and he didn't
dare try to face about for fear the
Frenchman would think he was about
to shoot and SO would keep his word.
THAT sort of thing couldn't last long.
johnson and his cowboy stopped and
waited until Buche came up.
- IN tell you what I'll do, Buche,'
johnson said. "I've got two men and
you've got two men. Let those four go
over there a hundred yards and ap-
praise those cattle. Til take enough
Of the cattle at whatever price they DIX
to pay your bill, and I'll give you twen-
ty-five dollars in cash right here be-
sides. You give me bill of sale of the
cattle and I'll give you receipt in full
to date
"Buche's chief herler, Curly. said
e.
agreed to it. The four cowboys went
off together, and immediately u fine
wrangle began. One side wanted a low
appraisal, the other a high one, and, as
their numbers were equal, there was
no way of reaching settlement. 1t
when johnson told Buche that he
would take a bull at forty dollars and
four cows at thirty dollars each and
call it square. Buche hesitated, and
johnson offered to give him five
dollars cash besides. The French
man took the money and John
son drew up the papers They had
just been signed and exchanged
when the four cowboys came up.
They had at last agreed on exactly the
same appraisement that johnson had
given Buche. When Curly heard how
it had been settled he set about cutting
out tho five cattle for johnson. As
Buche and Curly rode back to the
Frenchman's camp, while the cowboys
drove back the rest of the bunch
johnson had started to take, Curly sud-
denly said:
"'Buche, that's a great head you've
GOT
"'Vat you mean?'
"'Just what I say. There's lota
worse heads than that in congress.
You're a great man. You're smart
man,
"'Vat you mean?'
''I say mean what say. You're q
smart man. I've got some business
back in New York state and was GO
ing to get a lawyer, but I guess I'll
send you.'
1.-TWO days later Buche burst into
Johnson's store quivering with anger.
g 'Zhonson,' he shouted. you owe me
twenty dollar. want him.
johnson never succeeded in con-
vincing the Frenchman that he didn't
really owe him that twenty dollars
slencinR . Bully.
Paul de Cassagnac is practically an
extinct volcano OF late his interrupt
tions in the chamber have not been SO
frequent or SO noisy as they at one
time were. and in the field of politics
he does not count as a serious factor.
One of the best stories told of NJ. de
Cassagnac has az its hero M. Menier.
the chocolate manufacturer. NJ. Me-
nier, who was deputy, had mounted
the tribune and comm@Dced to speak,