The Forrest City times., 1894-05-04
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 to stop before shanty which looked just shade more pretentious than the rest the street was crowded by miners They all stared at her. yet Rose could not help feeling that she was the re- cipient of attention most respectfully meant
 l Jim Walker, big, handsome fellow, made so bold as to step up to her and inquire:
 Beg pardon. but mebbe yer the new schoolma'am?" | "Yes, l ann"
 Walker turned to the Chinaman and said authoritatively:
 Drop that grip right there, Jim .Wah. | I'll look after it."
 "You pay me, missy" said the China | man.
 Any miner would have given five dollars bonus for the privilege of pay | ing the Chinaman, but all felt, after a brief inspection of Miss Kenyon, that it would not be safe offer to make. Miss Kenyon took out her purse and | drew from it silver quarter. -Four bites" said the chinaman. Why" expostulated Rose, you | offered to carry it for twenty-five cents"
 You heap lie,' retorted Jim Wah. ''Me said four bitee-" Jim Wah didn't finish. There was a loud, sharp report. and the Chinaman rolled over and over on to the ground. holding his side and yelling with agony.
 Walker pulled off his sombrero, and, lowing with native grace, and holding the smoking pistol pointed at the ground. said:
 1T beg yer pardon for soaring yer, miss, but no Chinese galoot can insult lady when I'm round" For Rose Kenyon had given a startled shriek, and now looked as if sine was about to faint. The next instant. to the amazement of all the miners, she was kneeling in the dust by the side of the wounded Chinaman. of her fingers, as she examined his | wound
 He's not very badly hurt, after all. {" she said. finally. Jim Walker stood over her with a shame-faced air and said: No, miss; he ain't very bad hurt, | that's sure. I'm ashamed of myself I ought to have done better. The next time I'll make sure of killing the moon 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.
 No, miss; nobody out this way is ever sorry for Chinaman." But he has life. sir. "So has a monkey or rattlesnake." !" 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 low-down than Injuns. l beg yer par don for saying it. miss; but when you've been here longer you'll think the same way about it that we GO." .'Never." retorted 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 declara ton the men looked apprehensive. The vision of trim, pretty, dainty womanhood had just dawned in Bang-Up City. Better even that Chinaman should be mayor than that she should go from them.
 Boys" proclaimed Walker, from this day forth no Chinaman is to be shot at. Do you hear?" A chorus of affirmatives came from the crowd. Then came gust of sighs It was a difficult law to live up to.
 ssWe 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 schoolma' am. For two weeks sine attended the wounded Chinaman in all her leisure time. At last Jim Wal was discharged as cured. It was months before Jim Walker could get back into the good graces of Miss Kenyon. And when she did once more condescend to treat him as an equal. the poor fellow, who was des- L.. l,..l, ,.rith hor- falf that IL