, 1897-03-06
MIR. KEEMS'
The Capture of kingfisher Williams and
Its Surprising Sequel.

He said his name was Meeks, and ii
struck thoughtful ones in Buffalo Horn
that the patronymic was singularly ap-
propriate: for the gentleman himself was
a mild-eyed, "sandy-lookin'" little man,
with a self-depreciatory air that sug-
gested a standing apology on his part
for presuming TO exist. He floated into
town quietly, and so unobstrusive and
modest was he that it was several days
before his presence began to be noticed.
and her only on account OF a rumor
that had gained circulation to the effect
that he was an officer of the United
States secret service. Then Buffalo Hor-
mites smiled. or course. like all western
people. they understood that it is not
best to judge from Appearances; but oh!
what Il chump Uncle Sam must be. to
send a wee bit Of a man like this to ar
rest an Oklahoma malefactor!
To be sure, nobody had the temerity
to suggest this to Mr.. Meeks. There are
communities in which the n who pre-
sumes upon appearance is taking very
long chances, and Buffalo Horn was one
Of these. Therefore, Mr.. Meeks was
treated with great show OF respect by all
the leading citizens. who square things
with themselves by privately giving
him the horse laugh" And, all uncon-
scious Mr.. Meeks kept on his way, or,
rather, stayed where he was and lay in
wait for some certain criminal who was
wanted for violating a score, more or
less, Of the federal statutes.
In strictest confidence, and with child
like faith. he had impaired more or less
Mart Winslow, the landlord Of the little
hotel where he was staying-and, Mart
being, after the manner of his kind, an
inveterate gossip, 70 spread what in
formation he had CLEANED from the
stranger, thereby causing n broad grin
to appear wherever his guest vas men,
toned.
"Oh, but amt e easy?" chuckled Mart
to a couple OF friends, n day, as he
nodded towards the bar-room, where Mr.
Meeks was engaged in "settin' 'em up
to the ever-ready crowd. Cd ye evel
see sech a sucker? Comes here an K
PEGS tn duck 'e's layin' fer t lope RICH
intuh TIL camp an give ITSELF up,
s'pose: SO yere e stays, diggin' up Is
week fr board an spendin' copious a
tn bar. Oh, I en- stand it awhile"
"Gawd! S'posin' tn man sh'd com
in, all OF a suddint?' said Jim Wylie, tn
city marshal. Say, I bet ed die O
scare"
who is it tn little fel.er wants
Mart?' asked some NJ sitting by tn
window.
"Sh-h-h! Easy, Frank! oh,
dino, not now. But I'll bet ye one thint
faint nobody he's a-goin t ketcf
right off,"
1t came to be rumored, within a da,
or two, that "Kingfisher" Williams wal
the man Mi. Meeks was after. this ru'
NOR being based upon the fact that thu
little man had been-very quietly, o
concentrating inquiries concerning
that notorious person. whom numerous
icounty and national officers vert NOR
or less anxious to meet. He was no
known personally to any one In Buffalo
Horn, but Mr.. Wylie assured the littl'
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very bad man indeed, and that II Mr.
Meeks effected his capture. 1t would b,
a great feather in his cap-whereupor
the little man swelled up c~onsiderabl,
and invited Mr.. Wylie to join him ut th,
bar.
1t was about a week after this CONVEX