The Coconino weekly sun., 1895-08-22

VI "he ie gran Jury matter next court tiue.
 You can't tell much about women. There was girl who surprises us once In way out in Wolfville. Miss Rucls- CT, who runs the O. K. restaurant. gets this female from Tucson to fry flap- jacks an salt hoss, an hep her deal her little gastronomiS game. This yere girls name is Jehnie-Tucson Jennie. She seems nice, good girl, too, an in lessn two weeks there's half the camp Jest whinin to marry her. It affects business, it's that bad-almost changes the channels of trade. Cherokee Hall tells me there ain't half the money gets changed in at faro as usual, an the New York store reports men goin' broke ag'in billed shirts and similar deadfalls daily. Of course, this we're hrst frenzy subdues whole lot after month.
 "lf Jennie notices it, I don't know, but she never tips her hand to no body; jest shoves these foolish youth their daily beans, an ignores all winks and looks complete. At last one by one the various hands goes in the discard, an the boys, gettin' discouraged, shoves back an quits. Finally they're all out but two, an one of them was never in so far as himself or anyone else ever sees. These yere is Tut an a man named Jim Wallace. Tut is tall an good loolSin' enuff, but back ward an bashful. No one ever detects h htTtNn 1Dn i,.t toN think he does. He confides in me all quiet after the smoke crars away, that he never thinks of it.
 But Wallace is different He sets in to win Jennie hard and heavy an tries to crowd the game an get action for his money. It looks likes he's doc to make the trip, too. Miss Bucker is backin' his play, and Jennie herself sorter lets him set 'roun in the ketchen an watch her work, which this yere is license an riot itsef compared with how she treats others. Occasionally some of us sorter tries to stack up for Wallace an see, whar he stands with the game.
 "'How's it goin', Wallace?' Enright asks one day.
 Its too many for me- says Jim. Sometimes thinks corrals her an then agin it looks like l ain't in it. Jest now I'm feelin' some dejected.'
 "'Something oughter be schemed to settle this yere, says Enright. It keeps the camp in fever an maybe gets serious
 "'If some body would only prance in, says Doc Peets, and shoot Jim up some, you'd have her easy. Females is like a rabbit in a bush pile-you have to shake things up lot to make 'em come out. Now, if Jim was dyin' an she cares for him, she's shorely goin' to show her hand
 II wants to pause right yere to ob- serve Doc Peets was the smartest an best edicated man I ever sees in my life. An what he don't know about squaws is valueless as information. But to proceed:
 "'That's right says Cherokee Hall, but of course it ain't goin to do to shoot Jim none.'
 "'I don't know says Jim. T stands creasin' little too quick if I'm shore it fetches her
 "'What for game says Cherokee, would it be to jest play like Jim was shot? Wouldn't that make her come a. runnin' same as if it was shore enuff?'
 "'I don't see why not says Enright.
 "Well, the idea gains ground an at last gets to be quite a conspiracy. It's settled we plays it. with Dave Tut to do the shootin'.
 "'An' we makes the game complete says Jack Moore, by grabbin' Dave immediate an ropin' of him before the committee, which convenes all reg'lar and decorous in the Red Light saloon purpose: an we all lines out like we're goin' to hang him for the kill ing? Otherwise 1t don't look nacheral no how, and she shorely detects it's bluff
 ''So we gets things all ready an in the mi fiddle of the afternoon when Jen- nie is drag giu' her lariat around loose an nothin' much to do-'cause we ain't comin' to disturb her none in her dooties touching them fiapjacks an salt hoss-we all gets over in the New York store an lays Jim on some boxes an wagon cover over him for a corpse.
 "Cl'ar things out of the way along by Jim's head, says Moore, who was taking big interest. We want to fix things so Jen gets at him easy. You hyar me? She's goin' to come stam- pedin' in yere like a landslide when she gets the news.
 "When everything's ready Tut and Moore, who concloods it's well to have good deal of shootin', bangs away with their guns about four times apiece.
 "'J> t shootin' once or twice. says Moore, might arouse her suspicious. It would be over a heap too quick for the real thing
 "The minute the shootin' is ceased we all takes Tut and surges over to the Red Light to try him; a pendin' of which Dan Boggs santers over to the o. K. restaurant an remarks, all casooal an careless like:
 "'Dave Tut down. Jim Wallace