The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1894-01-28

missed. lie should have been allowed to
make the argument. 1t would have been
model OF insane logic and learning.
Fear seemed to be entirely unknown to
him, whether sober or otherwise, and he
sometimes acted with reckleSsness
almost bewidering. Returning home be-
fore daylight one morning he was stopped
by fOotDad on Carson street, Virginia
City, and commanded Ia hold up his hands
Certainly" said the Judge, putting him.
self in boxing attitude; where will you
have it? Better put your gun I'D. or |
may accidentally knock it out of your
hand. l don't want 10 take any advantage
OF YOU Now. square Yourself, and I'll
make a lead for your nose"
The fellow was completely ratified.
Either nonplussed at the nerve of his in
tended victim or doubling his SANITY be
took few steps backward and hastily dis
appeared ID the darkness. The Judge
chuckled and resumed his homeward Jour-
ney. II had been cleaned out at faro and
hadn't splitter" he explained to his
friends in relating the circumstance. "but
/ didn't want that fellow to know It,"
During hotly contested local election
In Virginia City a party of rougbs and
strikers took possession OF the entrance to
one of the polliDg-places, and by jostling,
bowling and displaying weapons succeeded
for some time In lettering the timid from
depositing their ballots. 10 passing the
Judge. "Jhis seems to be a pretty impor-
tant election and | guess I'll vote, !" be re-
marked, and stepping into saloon and
borrowing revolver, be started to force
his way through the mob in front of the
polling-place. First one and then another
stepped in front Of him and his progress
was slow. "Oh, this is your game, is il q"
he said, raising his pistol and pointing it
here and there at the more active of the
obstructlOnists. This is your game ell pr
he repeated, as the crowd opened before
the shifting range Of his weapon. "Weu.
Pm little on il myself-a little on it nv
self" In returning from the polls he fred
at rough. who staggered heavily against
him, and by accident slightly wounded a
young German in the lee. Tie sufferer
was able to walk to his room, ana an, hour
after Bryan sent him keg of beer and a
check for $500.
Some of the fees paid to lawyers we're in
keeping with the golden condi ions Of the
epoch. Stewart & Baldwin received
from the Belcher Mining Company a SIM
gle fee of S165. 600. part of 1t being in stock,
which thev soon turned into coin, and
Williams d Bixler were paid fee in Gen.
tral STOCK (afterward a part OF the
BonanZa), upon which they at least real
lied more than 81, ZOO, 900. But il was at
tOrneys only who were engaged in mining
litigation who were thus rewarded, and on
the whole the lawyers were not very
plooUoiouo Ciaos' MANY OIL them never
thought of paying their debts, and "base
is the slave who pays" seemed to be their
motto. But they were a jolly. reckless
set, and the most OF them had money to
throw at the birds. if not at their cred
itors. On hearing Of the death OF Judge
A. w. Baldwin Bob Taylor's grief at the
loss of his friend was assuaged by the re-
Fiction that "he died like gentleman,
5000. 600 in debt" After staving off a
cigar bill for year or two Bob fin
ally relieved himself of the persistent
yisitations of the tobacconists on bill day
by informing him that he had at last made
arrangements for general settlement OF
his various obligations. II have concluded
to nay my creditors alphabetically" be ex.