The Mason County journal. [volume] (Shelton, W.T.) 1886-1927, 1894-06-22

lies not very badly hurt, after ali, ="
she said. finally.
Jirl Waller stood over her with
shame faced air and said:
mo, miss; he amt very bad hurt,
that's sure. I'm ashamed of myself
| ought to have done better. he next
time I'll make sure of killing the neon
eyed galoot.
Rose looked up at him with look Of
disgust.
Then she turned to the others and
said:
"Gentlemen. will some< of you pick
up this wounded man and take him to
a bed in the hotel? No. sir, you needn't
offer to help she cried, as Jim Walker
stepped forward eagerly. you've done
quite enough already"
Pm sorry, honest, miss, if I've hurt
your feelings faltered Jim Walker,
and there could be no doubt that he
was sincere.
And the Chinaman-are you sorry
for him?" she demanded, sternly.
mo, miss; nobody out this way is
ever sorry for q Chinaman."
but he has life sir.
$50 has monkey or q rattlesnalze."
but Chinaman's life is human"
You're the first, miss, who ever said
so in Bang-Up City. We hain't been
used to looking at it that way. All we
know bout 'em is that they're more
lowdown than Injuns. [ beg yer par
don for sayingit, miss; but when you've
been here longer you'll think the same
way about it that we DO"
"Never!' retortcd Rose, with shud-
der. IF thought that | could ever be-
come SO hard-hearted by remaining
here / would take the next train east"
At this declaration the men looked
apprchensive. The vision of trim,
pretty, dainty womanhood had just
dawned in Bang-Up City. Better even
that a Chinaman should be mayor than
that she should go from them.
Boys" proclaimed Walker, from
this day forth no Chinaman is to he
shot at. Do Won hcar?'
A chorus of alternatives came from
the crowd. Then came gust of
signs. 1t was difficult law to live
up to.
we are losing time" cried Rose,
| land the poor victim is losing blood.
! Take him on to the hotel, if you please,
gentlemen"
From that day on Jim Walker was in
DISGRACE with the new sch0olma' am.
For two weeks she attended the
wounded Chinaman in all her leisure
time. At last Jim Wah was discharged
as cured
1t was months before Jim Walker
could get back into the good graces Of
Miss Kenyon. And when she did once
moro ccndcscend to treat him rs an
equal. the poor fellow, who was (lcs-
per.,tely in love with her, felt that it
would be worse than folly to even
dream OF declaring his passion to her.
And all over Il cussed Chinaman
too," he would muttec.
One night in winter Rose Kenyon sat
all alone in her room at the hotel 1t
was dark. but she had not lit the lamp,
for she preferred in her then mood to
sit in the dark and think.
! Suddenly she became aware that the
door had opened, though it was done
|
accustomed to the darkness, she was
able to make out the nondcscript figure
of jim Wah. He stole toward the table
on which she had deposited :. satchel
containing her last months salary.
The Chinaman must have figurct! or
must have known where the little
satchel lay, for he went to it without
hesitation, picked it up and started to
leave the room.
Give that to me at once. jim Wah,' -
cried Rose, springing to her feet and
selling the Chinaman resolute1y by the
! arm.
Jim Wah struggled to get away, but
she only held to him the tighter, and
screamed for help.
The noise of footsteps was heard
Jim NTah uttered Mongolian curse
and drew cleaning knife.
just at this moment the door opened,
and five or SIX men burst into the
room. 'One of them carried lamp.
A shot rang out, and Jim Wah sank
to the floor. He was dead
The shot had been fired just in time
to save Rose KenyOn's life.
1t was jim Walker who had fired the
shot, and it was he who said tri-
umphantly:
Il told yer, Miss Kenyon, that the
next time | fired at that Chinese galoot
I'd kill him"
But Rose didn't hear him. She had
tainted
Boys" ordered Jim, carry out that
yellow snake"-pointing to the blood
stained body.
The remains of the murderous ce-
lestial were lugged out with little cere-
mony. The coroner of Rang-Up CITY
wouldn't take the trouble to hold an
inquest.
When Rose came to she was lying on
a sofa IN the hotel parlor. The land
lords wife was bending over her, but
Rose saw only jim Walker. who stood
at the foot Of the Sofa
Reckoning him to bend over her, she
whispered:
MY preserver!"
Don't say another word about il.
Rose"
'But won't you ever let me thank
you, Jim?'
James Walker, ESQ.,, and Rose Ken
yon were married in the spring IN. Y.
Morning Journal.
Snap Shot at IL Weak Bridge
In England a few weeks ago q GER
tain iron bridge of one OF the railways
was suspected of being unsafe. 1t