Omaha daily bee., 1896-12-26
HE WAS WILLING To PAY.
Method Minister Had Cleaned Them
Mmi md nmhn COT No kcNCMGc.


out and Unbc Got No Revenge.
A few years ago. before the iron horse had
brought in a rush Of settlers and had made
travelling pleasure as compared with the
old stage coach days devout Methodist
ministers, relates the Brandon Sun, had
invaded the foothills of the Rockies and,
with light heart and light pocket was pene-
trating as best he could into the further
interior, where he hoped to carry the glad
tidings to the mining camps. One day,
after Calgary had been left behind and
when the stage stopped to make its change
OF horses at a spot not particularly at
tractive, there being only few miners
huts and a boarding house or two, he sig
ninod his intention to walk on a mile or
so until the stage should ovcrtake him.
Philosophizing on the great future in
store for this wonderful country, he came
to the forks of trail and was doubtful
as to which he ought to take He chose
one. however, and walking on for some time
and the stage not overtaking him, he re-
traced his steps, only to find, by the we'll
defined marks in the trail, that the stage
coach had gone by on the other trail.
There was nothing for ii but to return to
the settlement and wait another week for
the next stage
1t was Saturday and the next dav was Sun
day, he decided TO improve the opportunity
by giving a sermon to the minera.
His discourse was eloquent. and, that there
should be no question about mis- denomina-
tional leanngs a collection was taken up,
at the suggestion of one of the audience.
The next day Rabe Garulson came up from
Montana. Rabe was one of the most expert
gamblers in the western country, and made
periodical visits to the mining camps for the
purpose of entertaining the boys and, incl
dentally, helping himself. He was popular,
and his presence in the town meant hol-
day for the entire camp.
Noticing the stranger over in the corner of
the room, Rabe asked the landlord who he
was. He was confdentially informed that
he was a knowing one, that he had Il new
game, and had cleaned the boys out on
Sunday.
Cleaned them out, eh? Well, he must
have a new game"
'Yes; cleaned them out. They have not
bit left"
shortly afterward Rabe made his way over
to the stranger and, after the usual remarks
as to the weather, said:
"They tell me you have got a new game
Now, I'm nc hog, but am willing to pay
you well if you let me into it
why l don't understand you," said the
preacher.
"oh, we'll that's all right; but if you
cleaned out the boys it must be a good one
and I'll pay well for it,"
Again came the protest that his language
was not understood. At last it began to
dawn on Rabe that there was some misun-
derstanding.
Returning to the landlord he said: you've
put me on the wrong lay. l believe that
mans preacher"
"Why, certainly. He preached a corker
of a sermon yesterday. and at collection
time the boys showed their appreciation by
giving him every cent they had"
Rabe went back to the minister's corner
and, making his apologies said, diving into
his pockets: Here, you may not want thia
yourself. but you may meet some one that
does" he placed a fifty dollar roll in the
hands of the preacher. 1t was a game that
called even him.