The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1894-08-04

- Then take it
TO GIT OFT OF north We ar pursood by
AMERICA L EF OIL a Teller critter who
sUNDOwN wants ye to fill out
a life insurance applicashun?"
That's the trooth in the matter, but
he's an impatient kuss and might shoot
before got my name dooly signed to the
dockyment.
.sTrooth air. mighty, and She must pre-
vail, Y sez T. standin ready to dodge if he
pulled a gun on me.
She ar, stranger he softly replies.
with trooth on my side, ambishun burn
in in my soul and this burned burro a-git-
tin his second wind, I'm feelin that I
shall conkeP sarculnsrance and riz up su-
perior to she turmoils of this vain world. "
60 on, crittcrl Gallup for DIS to other
and greater victories, but in fucher re-
member that it's jest as easy to steal a hun
dred dollar mezvl as q nifty dollar burro. -
- But it was bUrro or nuthin this time.
and fare thee welli' he SCI as he digs in
his spurs and begins new and more am
bishus career
hadn't got through sneezin over the
nlkali dust kicked up by the nyin burro
when secs Teller on a spotted boss cum
ia lickety cut over the same trail. He had
"a gun iii each hand and the bride relns
in his teeth, and ne was liftin that boss
foot high every dig Of the spurs He
was fur ridin by without even seein me,
but waves my hat and hOllers:
Hello. sc, Whar did tho rebellion
break ont, and how msny's bin killed up
to jest nows''
He put mp his guns and stopped his boss,
and when he could git his breath he asks:
-Mebbc thar's a crittcr gone past yere
on Mexican burros''
.-Mebbe thar has, sez T. ''If SIGH was
the case. would it bo yer sorrerful loss?''
OF course it WOULD He picked the
critter up back yere bout seven miles, and
my ole woman saw him when he rid of. .
WAL, yo might as well stop and git
hold of yer breath. fur he's two miles
ahead Of ye, and that spotted boss hain't
got no enthusiasm left. Ono dose of my
Cherokee sassyparilly will git him back
home All right, but it won't grow wings
on him to ~ ahead"
But why didn't We stop the burned rep
tiles' he hollcrs, beginnin to git red in the
face and reachin fur his guns.
4 axed him TO stop, but hecouldn' t tar
~"
Then why didn't We shute hims'
4 orter hev shot him, I s'pose, but I
didn't think of it in time. If I'd only
AnOAFtt1 We wanted MN JODptQs Il new
bin eheerfuly willin, though lie was de-
centish lookin kuss, and 1 hadn't nuthin
agin him ="
Doggone SIGH kyote as We arr hoI-
lers the man as he gifts madden and mad
der. s.Of course We orter shot him. What
ar We out ia Cherokee fur but TO shute
folks, and especially hoss thievesf Dye
= pose Id let a human crittcr cum whoop-
1n past me on a cricter without BORN two
or three holes in his karcass and then
nskin who ho was and whar he was goins
Who be you anyhow
They calls me Junpin Joe. -
..They does. ehs Ar it mostly on account
Of yer jumpines-S'
Reckon it's
Then they'd better quit. Ye can't
jump nuthin nor anybody If cartridges
wasn't wuth 10 cents apiece, I'd shute one
inter yer cent diafiam and tumble ye
over. Whar yer hole III the airthS''
Right over thar Stranger, does yer
ever hev any use fur enthoosiasm of soul?"
AS to how. and he burned to yea he
hollers, keepin me kivercd with both his
guns.
LAS to feelin So powerful peart and
proud and rich and Happy that ye can't
skasely keep yer feet On the ground-I kin