The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1895-08-23

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! this female from Tucson to fry flap
lacks an salt boss, an hep her deal he'
little castronomic game. This we're
GIRLS name is Jennie-Tucson Jennie
She seems nice, good girl, too, an II
less'n two weeks there's half the camp
lest whinin to marry her. 1T affect'
bnsiness. it's that bad--almost changes
the channels of trade. Cherokee Hal
tells me there amt 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 yere
first frenzy subdues whole lot after
month.
IF Jennie notices it, l don't know,
but she never tips her hand to no BODY;
lest shoves these foolish youth their
daily beans, an ignores all winlSs and
locks 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. Tutt is
tall an good lool1in' enuff, but back
| ward an bashful. No one ever detects
him once lookin' at Jennie an don
think he does He confides in me all
quiet after the smoke Glars 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 acton
for his money 1t looks likes he's doc
to make the trip, too. Miss Bucker IS
backin' his play, and Jennie herse
sorter lets him set 'roun in the ketchen
an watch her work. which this yere IS
license an riot itse'f 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.
elbows 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 amt in it.
Jest now I'm feelin some detected.
netting oughter be schemed to
settle this yere,' says Enright. 1T
keeps the camp in a fever an maybe
gets serious
eff some body would only prance in,
says Doc Poets, and shoot Jim up
some, you'd have her easy. Females is
like rabbit in bush pile-you have
to shake things up a lot to make EN-
come out Now, if Jim was dyin' an
she cares for him, she's shorely goin'
to show her hand.
Il wants to pause right yere to OBJ
serve Doc Poets was the smartest an
best edicated man ] 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 amt goin' to do to
shoot Jim none
~ don't know says Jim. I stands
creasin little too quick if I'm shore
tfetches her
What for game says Cherokee,
would it be to jest play like Jim was
shot? Wouldn't that make her come "a
'unnin' same as if it was shore enuff"
~ don't see why not, says Enright.
"Well, the idea gains ground an at
asst gets to he quite conspiracy It's
settled we plays it. with Dave Tut to
10 the shootin'.
IAN we makes the game complete
says Jack Moore, by grabbin' Dave
an ropin' of him before the
which convenes all regular
md decorous in the Red Light saloon
| purpose: an we all lines out like
we're goin' to hang him for the kill
ng? Otherwise it don't look nacheral
10 how, and she shorely detects it's
bluff
$50 we gets things all ready an in
he middle of the afternoon when Jen-
lie is drag giu her lariat around loose
IN nothin' mucs to do-'cause we amt
.omin' to disturb her none in her
looties touching them fiapjacks an
alt hoss-we all gets over IN the New