The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-05-20
THE STORY OF WILKINS.
A. H. Lewis, in the Chicago Timse.

''Speakin' of Wilson" says the old cat
tleman, puts me in mind a man by the
name Of Wilkins l knowed back in Ari-
IONA in 70. This yere was in that same
little old camp called Wolfville, an Will
kins was there when l first came in. |
don't reckon Wilkins ever did grade no
ways high, an at the time I'm mentionin'
he was jest sorter pervadin an pesterin'
round gettin' drunk, an not allowin' to
hurt himself none with work.
"'Workin' with your fms says Will
kins, is low an onendoorin' to a gentle
man with pride to wound. II amt no use
neither. 1 knows folks as works an folks
as don't, an you can't tell one from
which. They gets along entirely sim
liar
But how you goin to liver says Bill
Tut, who was fussin' with Wilkins for
bein' so ridiculous an shiftless.
d" That's all right about my livin','
says Wilkins. Don't you pass no rest
less nights on my account Go read your
scriptures whole lot; read the bluff
about feedin' the young ravens an spar
rows. Well, that's me this trip. I'm
goin' to rap for a showdown on them
H.
This yere camp ant long on scrip
ture, no how said Tut, an I'm short
partic lar, but I'd bet two to one that
there amt nuthin' in your talk whatever.
It's your game, though, an your Amer
lean Judgment goes soopreme as to how
you plays it
This Wilkins lived in a wickeyup out
on the aige OF town, an a girl, which was
his daughter, about 10 years old, kept
camp for him. No one knowed her we'll.
She stayed on her reservation mighty
close an never seemed to show up in
town much. l Noticed her in the Dutch
man onst buyin' some salt boss, an she
WASH t no dream Of loneliness as to looks.
Her face made you feel she was good peo-
pie, though, an she had big soft eyes like
the eyes OF a full-grown buck They had
tired, broke-down look, like somehow
she'd been packed more'n she could carry
an had two or three notions about layiu'
down with the load.
Zone day when we was all in the Early
Rose saloon takin' our forty drops Sam
Enrlght brings the matter up.
lit has been a queS ton with me- he
says. how this old shorthorn and his girl
manage to make out, an while care
none whatever for Wilkins, it amt no
credit to live in camp like this to per-
nit young female to suffer; an pauses
here to add it amt going to be no more.
Yesterday, allowin' to get their wind, l
waits till / sees old Wilkins go over to
the corral, an then l goes projectin'
round for the facts works it plenty
cunniu', an sorter happens up TO the old
man s tepee. l calls the girl out an puts
it up that wants TO see her paw a heap
on some business.
~ wants to meet him speeshul, I
says;
'''Well. he amt here now says the
girl, so whatever'll you dol'
&" Idon't reckon you could prance round
some an find him for me, could you, miss?'
l says.
SO the girl, continues Enright,
which her name is Susan, she says, put
on her shaker an goes stampedin off, an
while she was gone | injuned and spied
round whole lot. an, comm right down
to The turn, Wilkins and that girl ant got
a blamed thing in that camp TO eat. The
question now is, what action does Wolf
vile take in a crisis such as thisH
WHATS the matter of takin' up a
dona tion like they do in the states for
preachers an give it to the girl2' says
Dan Boggs.
You couldn't open your game that
way, no how says Doc Poets. That's
all rule an accordln' TO Hoyle for sky
pilots an missionary people, but young
female a-holdin' of herself high would re-
foos your money There's nuthin' ketches
me like female of my species in distress,
an l minds oiferin' to stake lady who'd
lost her money somehow back in st. Louis
once. This we're female was strange to
me entire, but if she'd knowed me from
way back she couldn't a-blazed up more
frightful. The minute 1 pulls my money
on her she goes cavortiu' oil too hostile5 o
talk. 1t takes ten minutes to get her back
A.. 81. 10 mo
even then she Just glared an snorted
like she was liable to stampede again.
No. you don't want to try an give this
girl no money. What we needs is TO hunt