The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1895-08-29
Wouldn't that make her come a-runnin,
snme rs IL It was shore Cnufs,

| same as IL 1t was shore cnuf?'
| " Il don't sec why not, says Enright.
"Wcll, the idea gains ground, an at last
| gets to DO quite 81 conspiracy. It's settled
we plays it, with Dave Tut to do the
shootin.
IAN we makes the game complete
says Jack Moore, by grabbin Dave immo-
diate an ropin of him before the commit
tee, which convcncs all rcg'lar an ,iccorous
In the Red Light saloon a-purposc, an we
all lines out like wc'ro goin to hang him
for the KILN. Otherwise it don't look
nachcral no how, an she shorcly detects
it's bluff
so we gets things all ready, an in tho
middle of the afternoon when Jennie is
draggin her lariat around loose an moth
in much to do-'causc we amt amin SO
disturb her none in her dootics touchin
them fapjacks an salt hoss-we all gets
over in tho New York store an lays Jim
on some boxes an wagon cover over him
for corpse.
"'Cl'ar things ont of tho way along by
Jim's head, says Moore, who was takin
n big interest. We wants to fix things so
Jcn gets at him easy. You hayr me?
She's goin to come when she gets tho
news
when cvcrythings ready Tut Moore,
who concloods it's well to havo % good
Nttil vi sHOOtlll, Iull8S AWAY WIFI his
guns about four times apiece.
Jest shootin once or twice. saws
Moore. might arouse her suspicious. II
would be over "A heap too quick for the
real thing
"Thc minute the shootin IS ccrscd W.
all takes Tut an sure; Ger 10 tie Red
Light to try him, a-pcndin Of wi.ch Dan
3oggS so ntcrs over to the O. II. restaurant
az remarks all casool an carclessikc:
dave Tut downs Jim Wallace
minute bacI-good, clean gun play ns
ever sees too. Mighty big credit to both
boys. this we're is. No shootin up tho
scenery an the bystanders, nor scch slob.
berlin wark, but everything goes straight
TO ccntcrs'
'Whar is ht9' says jennie, lookin
breathlcss an sick.
'.Iim's remainder is in the New York
store, says Dan.
Is he hurt?' she gasps.
~ don't reckon he hurts none now,
cause he's done iluttcrcd from the perch
Why, girl he's dcatl-lS bullets. calibc1
10. plumb through him.
No, but Dave; IS Dave shot! Tue
son Jennie says, a-wringin of her small
paws
Now. don't you go to fcclin liscour-
aged none says Dan. bcginnin to feel
sorry for her. We fixes the wretch so hi.
murdcrin spirit won't he IN hour behind
Jim's gcttin in. The stranglcs has hin
i'll the Red Light maxim of plans tC
stretch him right now
eve had just consoomcd drinks all
round, an Enright was in the chair, an
we'rc busy scttin up big front about
hcarin the case when Tucson Jennie Will
serene rs scarcs up surroundin things tc
scch Il limit that five ponies hops out OF
the corral an flies, comes chargin into the
Red Light, an the next instant she drifts
round TUFTS neck like So much snow.
What for game do you call this
anyhow says Moore, who's heap scan.
dalizcd. Is this ycrc maiden pnyin this
camp
% Sho plumb lococd with grief, says
Dan Boggs, who follows her in, AN she's
done got 'cn mixed in her mind She
thinks Davo Is Wallace
" That's it,, says Chcrokcc Her
minds stamped with the shock Me an
Moore takes her over to .Jim's corpse, an
That's shore to revive her An with that
Cherokee an Moore goes up to lead hol
away.
Z" Save him. Mr.. Enright save himr
she pleads, still clingin to TUFTS neck like
the loop of II lariat. Don't let 'cm hang
him! Snve him for my sake
Hold on, Jack, says Enright, who Il
lookin mighty thoughtful. Jest every.
body stand their hands ycrc till counts
the pot an notes who's shy. 1t looks like
we're cinchin the hull on to he wrong
broncho. Let me ask this young female a
question. Young woman he says to
Tucson Jennie, he you fully informed as
to whose neck your hangin to?'
% It's Dave, amt III: she says, lookin
all fearful in his face To make shore.
- Enright an tic rest Of us don't say
nuthn, but jest looks mt each other Tutt
llushcs up an looks pleased both ut once,
but jest tho same he puts; his arms around
her like the dead game man he is.
'What'll you have, gcnts:' Enright
says mt last, quiet an thoughtful Tho
drinks is on me- barkccp.'
" Excuse me, says Doc Poets, 'but ms
the author of this ycrc pot | takes it tho
p'son is on me. Bnrkccp set out all your
bottles
@ Gents says Jack Moore, I'm as
peaceful man as ever jing!rh spur or
pulled n gun i'll Wolfvillc, but rs reflects
on the active part takes in this ycrc play
l won't be responsible for tho results if
any man comes between me an payin for
these drinks. Barkccp, I'm doin this
myself.
We'll, it's hard cnoomcratin jest
how many drinks we do have jim Wal
lace throws away Ne wagon cover an
comes over from the New York store an
stands in with us, 1t gets to DC II orgy
OF course it S all right says Enright
The camp wins with Tut instead of
Wallace; that's all. 1t Illustrates one of
them beautiful characteristics of the gen
tier sex too. Ycre's Wallace, to say nuth-
in of 20 others, as bcsicgcs an beleagucrs
this ycrc female for six weeks, an she
scorns 'cm. Ycrc's Tutt who amt sayin
n word dan bnr an eve NOR Nn,y :, vcar