The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-12-27

the rope which ended in the form of vile
looking bull pup, The strange man was
smoking a very short and stubby cigar.
I Altogether he looked tough, very tough,
pugilistically tough.
"HelloW he yelled Then we knew IL
was Clark.
Clark's own transformation was i'm
mense, but greater was that OF his office
In the days OF our lounging there waiting
/ Tor Hawkins we had been enabled to
strike q rather fair inventory Of the fur
| nishings, and we knew them oil, from
coal box to water cooler and oil can Now,
however there was great metamorphosis
why, what does all this meant"
johnson inquired.
"ThemP" said CLARK Tho boxing
gloves and punching bag and Indian
clubsY"
And the picturesf When did you take
up tho prizefighting businessp Who are
all these bruisers you have hanging on the
wallY'
"Well, " said CLARK. "Im blessed il
know. / wrote to man in Pocatello and
sent him $l6 and told him to ship tho
worth Of it in secondhand things that had
to do with prizeflghting. AS "a fact, l
don't know q blessed thing about fighting,
prize or any other kind, but them make q
daisy bluff, don you Think"
Il should say so Why, any one com
| ing In here would take you, in that outfit
and with these surroundings to be the
champion middleweight Of the universe. "
That's what | thought said Clark.
"You see. I'm waiting for n man.
Then he explained Three weeks be-
fore he had had trouble over the telegraph
line with the new operator down the road
at Canyon, and the debate over the wire
had ended on Clark's part by telling the
other operator that he WIS several kinds
of liar and on the part of the Canyon
man of promising to drop in about the
end of the month and beat the life out of
Clark And he's big stiff, with arms
like flour barrels have heard, said the
agent. $50 ] decided that as thin,
peaceable man like me couldn't lick him
one way I'd try it another He thinks
I'm Just what am. a common scrub rail
road operator All right When he gets
off No Il here and walks up the platform
J and sees man like me looking like the
fellow who is going 10 whip Corbett, and
when he sees these sporty furnishings and
pictures, and especially when he lights on
the pup--well, kind Of think he ii decide
he amt got any business in my neighbor-
hood after all Notice the padded round
ness of this sweater
Wewere loafing at Marcy's general store
when No. Il rolled up from tho southwark
the next morning. We walked idly over
TO the station, talking on the way OF
Clark's queer plan of impresslng ana
bluffing the enemy, when suddenly John
son cried by George, who's that walk
ing up the platforms It's the man from
Canyon. Well, the slaughter OF the inno-
cent is about to begin
The Canyon operator, big thewed VII
lain, opened the door of the telegraph
room and looked flercely in. Clark WASH
there, but his sporting garnitures were
The man stared at them in some curprlst
and then started toward chair, doubtless
intending to sit down and wait. we were
Mt the window and saw it all. Clark step
ped cheerily in from the baggage room,
sweater, stub cigar, bristling head ano
all. The pup followed
! what do you wanty' Clark calico
, loudly. Cant man take ~ mile rui
to keep In training without some Dig dut
coming in and occupying his officer Hav'
YOU monkeyed with any OF this athioti'
apparatusp If thought you had, la pici
you up and throw you out over the track
! and into the ditch just as l threw TN
3 CHERRY Hill Chicken out OF the ring II
9 San Francisco three years ago Get OUT o
! here. you big tramp WhatY You aoh
moyeY Take thatr And no landed
crack alongside the Canyon mans heaa
The visitor dropped of his chair in frigh
and crouched on the floor -.
: "Sayi Quit that, mister" he cried.
don, 4 mean any harm to you. come VI
here to lick ham operator named Ciark
"Ohl You did Well. get up. I'm
. Clark ..y,u
i didn't know-you-were lighter, or
t sovp' rs an idea came to him. is Uni
q town GraniteY
: mo It's Beaver
"Tbat,s it'll That's 1t! There. now
n don't hit me It's oil mlstahe' ~,
man Clark works at Granite. I'm awfuli
sorry. mister, and II you'll be kind enoug
Q 20 accent nv apologies and let me go on
o On I can catch No II and ride up to Gran
+ ,ta III promise you'll hear OF ngn
y that'u remind you of your old ring oay'
= Thank Won" And he bolted Tor the Tram
9 which was now leaving the station
He really did go to Granite the mex
s.otion north. but instead OF making an
hostile demonstration at the agent, q ma =.
named Mcpherson, he boughta TICKET ! al al,
d took the passenger train back to bis o o'
r town. Canyon. The conductor sala 'n !.
when the train was passing Beaver VI
}. big man from Canyon hid unaer ssTs,
f,,ha next day Clark sold his pugiiistl
10 ~ 60 the proprietor of newly starte
s en,oon II hate to sec EN- go somehow,
% s s eta to Johnson, "for they did the
d ne nort s1 nobiy, especially the pup. think
n was was the sight Of the pup that added u
We, ~a straw TO the bluff that blufied him.
n meaning ,"s the man from Canyon. . So,
!. Hawkins, however insisted that It WI y,
= c,.rs = own short cropped hair and tougl
. stnbby mustache curling scornIu,y 0V'
70 sSs INIT OF q cigar. Chicago. hecord'
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