Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1897-02-06
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Nibsy Nash and his companions
were haddled about the little stove
at the Glad-Glove Push meeting
place. The wind whistled without
and was pulling the flames through
the chimney at . rate which made il
apparent to all that more footing VA
an immediate necessity. No one
seemed talkative. It had been sug.
gested that Slim Jones sschase the
duck. :" but he grew highly indignant
at the proposition, reminding his
comrades that when he felt disposed
to treat them he would do 90 without
being asked.
"You kind or got An idea in your
garrett that you cut quite swath. ]
guess, spoke up Squeak Murphy.
who had been drinking in the words
Of his fellows all the evening, bat
saying nothing.
"Oh, I dont know" came che 70.
ply.
"Well. maybe yer DON'T never
knew you to know anything"
IL never heard Of you gettin' di.
plomy for your 0martness." ans.
Wered Slim.
''Maybe that's no lie. But guess
your medals will never be . load t.
you. Besides it would be q pretty
hard matter for anybody to try e
make q wooden Indian believe that
you knew anything-yer ignorance
betrays yer highstrung notions"
There was silence for q moment
"Seems to me you guys are indulgin
in some pretty heavy lingo" spoke
up Nibsy Nash. There is no use In
havin' any falls out here-let's have
peace in tn camp; there's only few
Of us left, an let's be sociable
Course, if yer goin' to get together
why yer had better pull yer freight
an 60 out to tn hop fields an
have it out. But my advice to yor
guys is to be easy. There's nothin
in scrapin'. I'm talkin' from exper
fence. We were havin' . game o
ball one day-gee but she was warm
l was heldin' down tn third bag
There was q man on base. He 20
frisky and took little skate towart
tn home plate. I shook me mitt o
tn catch and bling comes tn ball.
painted tn Teller, and what do you
think. tn umpire calls him safe
Wasn't that out?' says l. Nav il
wasn't, says tn umpire. He was hi,
geezer. too. You've got pretty bun
lamps il you couldn't see that
says. 'G'wan now, give me none o.
your CUFF he says, or Ill smasl
you You couldn't smash . toma
ty.' says I. thinking that he was
windy duck an would fight il b.
knew he had the best of it. He didn'
do thing but call tn game an shak'
his coat an peel his shirt sleeves
an come after me. I was shakiu
like leaf. He landed on my kisse
with his right. l fell over like . log
An he on top of me. l tried t
make a fight. but there was no use
SO gets hold of the back of hi
breeches an every time he soake'
me pulled. 1 got beatin' that II
never forget, but he didn't come on
Of the shuttle as easily a. he figured
guess. l put an opening in hi
trousers few feet long. an befor'
he could move they had to take up
pin collection SOS that his clothe
could be held together until he 20
home.
AN there was no liquor abou
that scrap. either. I know I wa
good an sober, anyway"
THAT sounds like snake story,
cut in Petey Waters.
"Maybe it does" answered Nibsy
"but she's no lie Just tn same. Prof
ably you are joshin' me about m
drinkin'. Well. you can do that a
yer wants to. I'm not sayin' no,
that have cast aside tn lovely stuff
but heard . sermon tn other nigh
that touched me-"
"How much did he get?' aske
Petey Waters.
us fellers don't actually kno,
how others are sufferin' from tn q
fects of liquor. The man what va
maxim this sermon told about q poe
old mother an her kids without an
shoes. an no grub in tn house, Al
tn old man comm home with . bi
skate on. Then he told how tn oil
man kicked when she wouldn't di
up tn price Of an eye-opener in Il
mornin'.
"Oh what . difference in tn morn
in" sang Petey Waters. "No,
come OF tn perch. We have trou
bles OF our own, without hearir
other peoples"
There was no reply.