Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1897-05-20
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WINDING HIS oWNsBuslNEss.
Jim MoCord's Grievance Against =, II.
tcrfering Train Robber.
Jim McCord weighed about 10
pounds and had scraggy whiskers,
but for all that he was Is "nervy"
az any other gambler that ever lived
and would cheerfully battle with
his fists II need be to emphasize his
rights, and as he was an expert box
er he seldom got much the worst of
such an encounter.
Once, travelling from one county
fair In Nebraska to another, Jim
found himself SO reduced in pocket
as to make a double seat in the day
coach preferable to a berth in the
sleeper. He coiled up and was doing
Q fair Job of work at sleeping when
the train stopped with a Jerk, seven
shots rang out, and at the door Of
the coach appeared a rough looking
young farmer, with a bandanna
handkerchief covering his face and
q pistol shaking nervously in his
hand. It was a hold up all right, and
every one in the car, with one ex-
oeption, sent his hands heavenward.
McCord didn't. He was asleep.
The man with the gun worked his
way down the coach, gathering valu-
ables as he progressed, until he came
to McCord.
Here, wake upi What have you
cote" the train robber demanded.
go on away. Don't bother me-"
McCord growled.
"Give me your money" the 9TH
er insisted, presenting the gun.
McCord was awake now.
"My friend" he said, "you may
be a good thief, utyou area blamed
poor diagnoser. Do you suppose I'd
be down here, crouched like a toad
In a seat, If ! had money enough to
ride in a Pullman9 Go away" And
he dropped back to sleep again.
The train robber was nonplused.
Say" he said, 81 want what
you've got. Shell out"
IF you don't quit bothering me
and waking me from an uneasy but
valued Sleep" said McCord, "you
will regret 1t seriously. Go away,
I tell you"
The farmer looked up and down
the car for ar inspiration as to what
to do. None came, and he again
gave attention to McCord, who had
by this time returned to his doze.
i've got to have your money"
he said.
McCord reused himself. WELL"
he said, II see we are bound to
come to it. Now, I have not inter-
fered with your business in this car,
and it is no more than right that
you should refrain from mixing In
mine. My business is to get some
sleep. But you introduce yourself,
and we will have to settle the mat
ter oace for ALL"
Bifl
Il was his list whiohmade the last
monosyllabic remark, and in a sec
ond it was raining bandanna hand
kerchiefs and revolvers and hair
and old clothes, and the passengers
were under the cushions. In a min
ute McCord had the farmer on the
floor and was batting his head
against the iron uprights of the
seats. Several of the other passen-
gers came forward and wanted to
help tie the fellow up and take him
on to the next station.
"Thanks, gentlemen" said Jim,
"but I think we won't do that. !
never interfere In other peoples
affairs. If any of you had wished
to arrest this man, the time to do it
was when he was negotiating di-
rectly with you and not when he
and I were traficking. The only
thing I have against him is his tenn
porary arrangement Of my plans,
which contemplated sleep. # we
keep him on board, I shall natural
ly feel a sort Of responsibility for
him and will not be able to rest as
calmly and respectfully as I wish.
am going to throw him off right
here, and if any Of you want to cap.
ture him then, why, that's your af.
fair, in which 1shall not mix" And
conducting the culprit to thee end Of
the a he evicted him into space.
Then he went hack and curled ur
i and in q moment was blissfully
, asleep.-Chicago Record.
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