The Houston daily post. [volume] (Houston, Tex.) 1886-1903, 1897-12-12
ODD NOTIONS OF BAD MEN.
desse James and Phil DiAon's Pre-
monition Of the End.
A CARTRIDGE FOR A KEEPSAKE.
no" jesse Jnmes Sized Up sheriff.
Dix"n's Eager Hunt for Death Az
ter His Sister Was killed.
New YORK Sun.

New York Sun.
have seen some very bad men do some
pretty good things" said Tom Wilkinson,
the ex-sherin of Creole, who lives here.
Moreover most OF the bad men ever
knew mad a streak OF the woman In them,
ana most OF them were believers in pre-
nomtlons. One hot summer afternoon In
1870 | was talking with Jeff Brunststter
over the counter of his grocery in Leaven-
worm, Kan. Jen mad been with Quantrells
gangs OF guerillos during the war. He did
NOT belong to the bad class, but he had
neiu MS own tn a few sun plays since
me War and he never took the worst of IT,
we were old friends and had stopped
on AT beavSnworth TO see him for the frs,
time in several years. Well | was nibbliny
at Jeh's barrel OF dried apples when a
wen set-up man with thick black beard
ana pair OF very brigh, black eyes. and
wearing linen buster that reached almost
| to his heels strolled in
Hello. Jeff, said he, darling a swift
glance at Brunstetter
Hello yourself said JEFF, who was
pretty quick at getting next to a situation
Come back and sit down Then he turn
cd 10 me. Excuse me for while. old man.
VIII you? he said. JUST then couldn' I
see through Brunsetters reason for want
ing to lose me, an old friend, for the first
man who came in, and | was little sore
over it, But nodded aud walked to the
front OF the store and stood in the door
way.
Jeff and the stranger in the linen buster
went TO the rear of the store and sat down
on couple of bags Of bran and seemed TO
De having great cugser- mugsering time
OF IL for len minutes or So while / waited
in the doorway. / didn't very well know
what TO make of the game. and watched
| the pair rather curi0us'y. Finally the
| stranger in the linen buster got up from
me bran sack and stretched humself Then
| saw him unbutton one OF the buttons of
lis custer, reach into his belt underneath
and draw out cartridge. lie handed the
| cartridge 10 jeff, and as ne did SO he shot
a qulck look in my direction and caught
| me gazing at him. | afterwards found
mat j figured 1t right IA concluding that
| the stranger was asking Jeff about me.
| Brunstetter shook his head deprecatingly
and slipped the cartridge into his rocker
the Two men then went through Il rather
| long handshake and the stranger strolled
| out, sizing me up narrowly rs he passed
| through the door. watched him as he
disappeared down rawneo street. for he
was an unusual looking maa ard had an
| imperious way of carrying himself
when | turned around Brunstutter was
at my side. He had quiz&lral look on his
| tace, and seemed to be studying me n
whole lot more than | cared 10 stand for
What the devils the meaning of all
this funny business. anyhow? said |. Aid
| how long since you became 4 knocker, JEFF!
What was your idea in shaking me for
| that chap
| Easy, easy said Brunsteter; III
hadn't stood for you five minutes ago. YOU
might bave been full OF holes now.
I" Come around to tho point, quick. then. :
said |, for / couldn't see into the thing al
all