The herald., 1896-12-26
RESPECTED THE TENDERFooT.
Nobody Else Could Have Rid Crimson
Gulch of Piute Pete.

There is nothing on the map to show
where Crimson Gulch is. If there We're
perhaps the young man from the east
would have kept out of the place, for he
knew it by reputation. An emotional
disposition is dangerous quantity in
that community, and the commercial
man who had strayed into the place with
no other object in view than the intro
duction Of a new brand of soap felt that
he had made mistake in not being pa
tient under the persihage showered
upon him as tenderfoot He had been
riding for eighteen hours on a horse he
had hastily purchased for the occasion
His haste was due to the fact that der
ringer in his hands had responded too
faithfully to his aim He knew that a
number of citizens from the gulch were
in pursuit of him, for every now and then
he caught sight of a party riding on his
trail, and whenever this occurred a sa-
lutte of firearms took place. Utterly ex-
hausted, he resolved to meet his fate
like man. He thought with unselfish
regret of the bereavement which the
soap business appeared about to sustain
and he resolved to leave nothing undone
which eloquence might accomplish
When the leader Of his pursuers arrived
at the spot where he had taken his stand
he threw up both hands.
Strangers" said man with a paper
in his hand, we've made US heap Of
trouble
I'm sorry for that" was the answer.
I'VE don't begrudge 1t, however, now
that we've caught yer. But 1 must say
ez how yer modesty hez tired out more
good hosses than a roundup of steers.
We're afraid We got ruther unfavorable
impression of the hospitalities of Grim
son Gulch."
We'll, it wasn't any chrysanthemum
tea"
I'VE amt hankerin' fur strangers.
We've got small population, but it's
lively, an we don't want to tire out the
census taker. We know one another,
an we're acquainted with one anothers
weak points, an we amt likely ter have
no Special trouble until some maverick
breaks through the corral, same ez you
did"
The commercial man looked around the
landscape, dotted only with sagebrush
and wondered what they expected to
tie the rope to.
THE feller ez you punctured was Piute
Pete. He was the only man thet couldn't t
accommodate hisself ter our ideas of
municipal government, especially the
rules and regulations of poker game.
He was the quickest hand with gun in
the county. an TUX advantage of the
fact on several occasions ter make a
four card flush beat two Jacks or better
A number of our leadin citizens hev tried
ter persuade him ter reform, but Piute
Pete allus got the drop on 'em. Now,
sir, this here paper"
Whats the use of dragging out the
ceremony? That papers a warrant for
my arrest. You want just enough legal
formality about the thing to keep it from
being cold-blooded lynching'
The spokesman looked hurt
mo, SIR" he answered, this amt no
warrant. We assembled Immediately
after the shootin' and agreed thet no.
body could of wiped out Piute Pete ex-
ceptin' a tenderfoot weth nerve No
body else could ketch him off his guard.
This paper contains resolutions of re-
| speck, signed by the leadin' citizens
Moreover, these gentlemen an myself
| Is committee ter tender We the keys of
the city an extend ye every hospitality
| thet Crimson Gulch kin afford, includin'
| anything we like ter drink an stack of
| blue chips at the faro bank.
| ton Star.