The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-01-19


vile. His frequent appearance in its sin
gle street in a voluntary of nice feats Of
horsemanship coupled with an exhibition
OF pistol shooting. in which old tomato
cans and passe beer bottles perform as
targets. has hitherto cited no more bale
lul sentiment in the Wolfvine bosom than
disgust
"Shootin' up the town a whole lot is
the name for this engaging pastlme. as
given by Navajo Joe. and up to date the
exercises has passed unchallenged.
But to-day Il is different Camps. like
individuals, have moods; now light. now
dark; and so it is with Wolfville. At this
time Wolfville is experiencing a wave OF
virtue. This may have come spontan-
eously from those seeds OF order which,
after all, dwell sturdily in the Wolfville
breast. 1t may have been excited by the
presence of a pale party of eastern tour
lists, Just now abiding at the Q. X. hotel;
gentlemen whom the rather sanguine SEN
timent of Wolfville credits with medita-
ting an investment of treasure in her
rocks and rills But. whatever the rea-
son, Wolfvine virtue is certainly arous-
ed; a condition Of the public mind which
makes it a bad day for Navajo Joe.
The angry sun smites holly in the de-
serted causeway of Wolfvile. The pub
lie is within doors. The Red Light sa-
loon is thriving nightly. Those games
known to the world as monte high bail
and faro, and which generally engross
public thought, are drowsy and dun
enough, but the counter whereat the cit
izen of Wolfville gathers with his peers,
in absorption of the incautious COM
pounds Of the place, is fairly sloppy from
excess Of trade Notwithstanding the
torrid heat this need not sound strange
ly; Wolfville leaning Is strongly homeo-
pathic. 'Similia slmilibus curantur,
says Wolfville, and when 1t Is blazing
hot, drinks whisky.
But to-day there is further reason for
this consumption. Wolfville is excited,
and this provokes a thirst. Navajo Joe,
rendering himself prisoner to Jack Moore,
rescue or no rescue, has, by order or
that sagacious body, been conveyed by his
captor before the vigilance committee
and is about to be tried for his life.
What was Navajo Joe's immediate
crime? Certainly not a grave one Ten
days before it would have hardly earned
a comment. But to-day, In its spaSm OF
virtue and sensitive in its memories OF
the erratic courses of Navajo Joe afore-
time, Wolfville has gravely and grimly Ia
ken possession of that volatile gentleman
for punishment. He has killed China
man. 1t happened thus:
"Yere comes that prairie dog, Navajo
joe all spraddled out" says Dave Tut.
He is peering from the window of the
Red Light to which he has been drawn
by the noise of hoofs. There is a sense
of injury disclosed in the tone born or
the awakened virtue of WolfVille.
1T looks like this camp never can as
SOON no airs" remarks Cherokee Hall in
a distempered way, but this yere miser-
BILE Joe comes chargin' up to queer II.
AS he spoke, that offending parsonage,
unconscious of the great change in WOLF
willie morals, sweeps up the street, eX-
pressing gladstone and ecstatic Wnoops
and whiring his pistol on his foretnger
like a wheel of light One of the tourists
stands in the door of the hotel, smoking
a pipe in short, brief puffs of astonish-
ment and reviews the amazing perform
ance. Navajo Joe all at once Abruptly
halts. Gazing for a disgruntled moment
on the man from the east, he takes the
pipe from it's owners Mortified mouth and
places 1t in his own .
commendatory explanation, lis onelegant
and degradin', and don't you do 1t no
more in my presence, I'm mlghty sehs si.
tive that away about pipes, an don I
aim to tolerate 'em none whatever.
This solution of his motives seems en-
tirely satisfactory to Navajo Joe. He sits
putting and gazing at the tourist, while
the latter stands dumbly staring, with a
morsel of the ravished meerschaum sun
between his lips. What further might
have followed in the way of oratory or
overt acts may not be stated, for the
thoughts Of the guileless Joe suddenly re-
ceive a new direction. A Chinaman, vol
York store. whittier he has been taken
by dint Of soap
w hateVer IS TINS M Mo 3 uo On 90, IN IN
camp, I'd like to know? inquiries Navajo
Joe, disdainfully. Il shore leaves orders
when I'm here last for the immejit re-
moval Of all sech. l wouldn't mind it, but
plumb mortifies me to death.
ooh, WELL" he continues in tones OF
weary and bitter reelection, 81 m the only
public sperited man in this yere outfit so
reforms falls nacheral to me. Still, plays
my hand. I'm simply a pore lonely white
man; but Jest the same, l makes an ex-
ample of this speciment to let EN- know
whatever white man is, anyhow"
Then comes the short emphatic utter
vanishes quickly in the hot air, and the
next census will be short one Asiatic.
In moment arrives a brief order from
Enright, the chief of the vigilance COM
proffers a winchester and a request to
surrender simultaneously, and Navajo Joe,
realizing his fate, at once accedes.
"Of course, gents" says Enright, apollo
getically, as he convenes the committee
in the New York Store, II don't say
that Joe is held for beefng the China
| having a mighty sight too gay a time
| OF, late, an so 1 thinks it's a good, safe
play, bein' as it's hot day an we has
| the time, to sorter call the committee to-
gether an ask it's views, whether we bet
ter hang this yere Navajo Joe yet or
not"
"Mr. President" responds Dave Tut,
| eff I'm in order an to get the sense of
| the meetin' to flown easy and smooth
| l moves we takes this Navajoe Joe an
proceeds to stretch his neck i amt bas-
| in this yere on no defunct Chinaman,
nor nothin in particular, but lettin her
| slide under the general head of bein
| adapted to public good"
do / hear any remarks?" asks En-
| right 'If not, takes Mr.. TUFTS very
| excellent motion as the census of this
| meetin', an it's hang she is
| Not intendin' of no interruption" re-
marks Texas Thompson. II wants to say
| this: I'm a quiet man myself, an mach
! eral aims to keep Wolfyille a quiet
| place likewise. For which all 1 shorely
! favors a-hangin' of Joe. He's given us
| a heap of trouble Like Tut, l don't
| make no pint on the Chinaman; we
spares him too easy But this Joe is al
iers a-ridin and a yellin' an a-shootin
| up the camp till I'm plumb tired out. So
! I says let's hang him, an suggest as a
| eligible nook tharfor the windmill back
! of the dance hall"
yes" says Enright. "the windmill is
upholstered for sech plays, an as delays
| is aggravatin', the committee might as
well canter over right now an get this off
it's mind"
| Navajo Joe in a tone of one ill-used what
! for a deal is this, / rises to ask, anyhow
| ssVOu can ga ahln this q square Arneri-