Elmore bulletin. [volume] (Rocky Bar, Idaho) 1889-1906, 1893-02-04
NO. 81.
ne LAUGHS BEST WHO LAUGHS LAST.
A Little Bunko Game That Acted Like q
boomerang ON Two Drummers.

Little Bunko Game That Acted Like q
boomerang ON Two Drummcrs-
Two Chicago drummers who spent
a short vacation in the rural wilds of
Egypt" attempted a little bunko
game, which was partly successful,
but furnished bit Of experience
that win not soon be forgotten. The
two Chicagoans, armed with double
barreled fowling pieces, invaded
Egypt" for a few days of quiet
shooting. They made their head
quarters at farmhouse and en-
gagged the farmer to act as a guide.
At the end of two days, during
which they tramped over a vast ex-
panse of country, waded through
swamps and became tired and sore
and as hungry as the average mortal
ever gets without having shot at
anything more gamelike than chip
munk, they became discouraged and
ready TO declare all bets off and aban-
don the field.
Improving an opportunity TO con-
suit while the old farmer was tenn
porarily absent, the two disgruntled
Nimrods concocted deep laid plot
TO bunko the old farmer and have
some fun at his expense. A double
load of shot was poured into one Of
the guns and the scheme was ready
| to be sprung.
AS the trio drew near the farm
house that afternoon one of the Chi
cagoans suddenly pointed to the
farmers flock of ducks and chickens
in the barnyard and remarked:
''Whatll you take to let me have
a shot at those chickens7"
Wouldn't let you do it at any
price, replied the farmer. They're
blooded chickens-best i'll these
parts
"Tll give you fifty cents for q
shot"
The farmer shook his head.
"a dollar"
The old man laughed. mo, stree;
| wouldn't let you shoot into that
flock for ten dollar bill"
The ambitious sportsman said no
more, but laid down his gun and,
leaving his two companions, walked
a few rods to water trough to wash
his hands. The second villain in the
play now entered upon the scene.
Say, old man." quietly remarked
the other Chicagoan, heres o
chance to have some fun with Billy.
While he isn't looking take the ram
rod from his gun and draw the load
Of shot, leaving nothing but powder,
then tell him he may have a shot
for dollar. Pocket the money and
see him bang away with blank
charge"
The granger fell into the trap in
stantly. 1t was only the work Of
moment to draw the load of shot
from each barrel load from
each-but the unsuspecting farmer
of course still left charge of shot
below those he extracted.
Villain No. l came slowly saunter-
ing back. What did you say you'd
give for a shot at them fowls" in
quired the farmer with an innocent
air.
"A dollar"
We'll, go ahead. Give me a dol
lar and try your luck"
The money was paid over, and the
supposed victim Of practical joke
raised his gun and fired. Instantly
that barnyard was filled with feath-
ers and fluttering ducks, geese and
chickens A dozen fowls were kick
ing and plunging about in their ex-
piring throes.
The farmer was rooted to the spot
for a moment. Then he slowly
walked into the house without say
ing word. The two plotters gath
cred up the fruits of their scheming,
and dividing the slaughtered fowls
between them, started to walk to
the nearest railway station, where
they intended to pass the night and
enjoy feast. They very injudicieus-
" stopped before the farmhouse long
enough to have hearty laugh over
the old granger's discontinue. Sud-
denly the farmer threw open the
door, and stepping out upon the
porch cried out, If "a dollar a shot is
the ruling price for shootin round
here, reckon I'll take a shot myself"
TheFeupon he threw a silver dollar
after the retreating drummers and
Immediately followed it with load
of bird shot. Both the jokers were
peppered, and hastily dropping their
booty they ran down the road howl
ing like hyenas. Adoctor at the sta
ton made good wages during the
next three days picking bird shot out
OF their anatomies. - Chicago Mail.
Made Too Much at Home.
A nearsighted lady, who lives on