The Robesonian. [volume] (Lumberton, N.C.) 1870-current, 1897-09-08
"Well, I'm surprised.

\ Ol It All liSlil, Inv All q
blamin' no one. It's all right.
If they want to pinch a man fol
KILN Il Grcaser, s'pose the'vt
got the power, but all the same
it's mighty queer law. I'll g
along with you, Ike
And you won't make any
trouble?"
"Not Il buck"
"All right jim, I'm much
obleeged, but you'll have to let me
have your weapons.
Allison looked at his rifle, fond.
led the two big revolvers and the
bowie knife in his belt, gazcd at
the court house, and then drew
the hammer of his rifle to a full
cock.
II can't do that, Ike" he said
IF you want the guns you've got
to fight for 'em. I'll go along all
right with my guns, but l amt
going to let no one else touch
EN-
The sheriff had no chance in q
fight with Allison, and he knew it,
SO he waived the point and walked
ahead with jim close at his heels
The Judge was on the bench as the
twain entered the courtroom, but
no case was on trial. jim Allison
marched through the crowd with
his rifle under his arm, ready tc
present and fire at a moment
notice, and took his place before
the judge.
"What's the meaning of this?'
asked the judge steraly, cycling
Allison's arms.
"Hyat's your prisoner, jedge,'
said the sheriff: cts the people
Ng' in jim Allison for KILN al
ornery, low-down Greaser.
"Disarm the prisoner, shouted
the judge.
| Two bailiffs started toward Jim
who only shook his head.
"The prisoner refuses to give III
his arms said one Of the bail
ifs.
''The court orders that the pris
oner be disarmed," Numbered thu
judge, accentuating his demand
by humping the table with Il Law
book.
The baliffs drew their revolvers
and the spectators began to edg'
toward the door.
"Don't come closer, boys" Ali
son said, quietly, cooking his rifle
and, loosening one Of his revolver
in lis belt.
The balliifs halted, and looket
appealingly at the judge.
"Unle5s the prisoner is disarmet
l will adjourn court until hi
weapons are taken from him,
cried the conrt.
Allison rose to his feet.
Il amt meanin' no disrepect t,
the court, your honor" he said
''for I've risked my life too man,
times to uphold the law, as any o
these fellows can tell you,' witt
a sweep of his hand. "But thi
amt fair game. I've don
nothin' but shoot a Greaser VIII,
was trying his damndest to croal
me, and l came here peaceabl
and willin'. / haven't been il
this town long and I don't know
my friends. Every man in thi
here room may be ag'in me, all,
and I'd be fool to give up M
guns. l don't mean any disrepec
to your honor, but if any MAJ
gets my guns he's got a prett
fight on his hands. l may nee,
them"
Courts adjourned until tn
prisoner is disarmed," said th
judge, shortly.
"Well, judge, all have to sa.
is that you do beat hell. Haven
time for such foolishness.
Rifle i'll one hand, revolver il
the other, Jim Allison marche,
steadily toward the door. No on
liked the look of his weapons, o
the flash i'll his eyes, and not
} move was made.
With the rifle across the pom
mel of his saddle he rode out o
| town that afternoon, and the cas
of the "people in jim Allison
for murderin' a Greaser" was new
er called again ia the courts.
To Whom 1t May Concern?
l have been in the drug business fc
twelve years, and during that time hay