Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1898-03-19
HE MET HIS MATCH.
WHY BULLY BRoNsToN OF WYOMING
WILL NEVER BOX AGAIN.

Grounds Had Downed Many Kinds Of
High omciaIs. but Never Before Tao
/ Killed. Young Consul.
There was hardy fellow named
/ Bronston who lived in a shack on a des-
art claim just at the edge of the Wyo-
/ ming hunting grounds who had repu-
1 tation for being about as handy with
| his fists as the next conner. Bronston
had an especial dislike for the "dude"
! hunters, and it was his boast that in
fair encounter he could best anything
wearing good clothes and carrying 81
pounds Of varieRated ammunition. He
was kept fairly busy
The hunting grounds, despite the
! presence Of BroDston, became more pop
/ ular year after year, until finally he had
! to be little more select in his opera
! tions, as there were altogether too many
visitors to allow him time to do the
whole lot justice. He finally announced
that in future he was going to whip no.
! body under the rank Of colonel in mill
/ tary life and nobody who in civil life
wasn't at least a mayor Of big town or
president of a railroad. By following
! this plan he succeeded in filling his time
comfortably without overworking him
self He was uniformly successful until
one day party stopped at his ranch
and introduced themselves as eastern
tourists bent on doing some elk exter-
mination. They asked if they might
stop overnight with him.
"Gentlemen, " said Bronston, edo it
happen that they's a giniral among
your"
No, there didn It happen to be.
"a judge, mebbe, or a vice presi-
dent?''
There was not. 1t was an unofficial
party. The only man with anything APP
preaching an official designation was a
young fellow who was Portuguese con
sui in a seaport town down east. He
WASH { a native of Portugal himself
! Just plain American citizen, who had
been appointed to the place because he
had the time to attend to the few duties.
"Concernin consul, said Bronston
refectiveIy, II don't know. / never
heard of SIGH. Doubtless, mebbe, it's a
: T6h pDusiDl6 du uOHOIdUl6 Jul,
He was answered that it was.
"Well " he suggested, "mebbe he'll
do. Come out here in the yard, gentle
men, an the exercises will begin.
They had no idea what was coming,
but Bronston explained briefly, and the
young man seemed perfectly willing to
take his part in the melee though the
/ oAl al ~ Ahnfy 70
argue Bronston out Of it. The desert
claim settler made rush at his victim
and found he wasn't there. He had care
fully stepped aside, and as the mountain
fighter Numbered past him the consul
hit him on the ear. Then the Portuguese
representative followed up his advan-
tage, and leaping upon the PROSTATE
Bronston battered his head against the
ground until he had worn hole in the
hard soil. He picked Bronston up and
threw him out into the road, and then
went out and threw him back again.
The Portuguese consul, it may be re-
marked, had spent the better part of his
life learning how to box and wrestle,
and this was his first opportunity to let
himself out,
In an hour Bronston came back to life.
He YEARLY looked about him and said,
Gentlemen, did a dozen or two SUI
preme court judges sneak up while l
want lookin an tackle me?" He was
told that no such thing had happened.
"P'r'aps it was a state legislator"
No, it was just young man who was
a Portuguese consul
He drew sad sigh. II wouldn't "a
believed it, " he said. ~ had more con-
1idence in the institutions of this land
of freedom Of ourn. To think that a man
who has licked governors an state tor
neys an sheriffs an congressman should
be whooped till he's half dead by fur
riner that can t talk the langwidge Of
his own furrin country! Gentlemen,
they amt no use bein patriotic no
more. The republican form Of gov ment
is crumblin an she's goin to fall. Dog it
all, | beat the daylights out of reg lar
United States senator wunst, an here l
am pn the broad Of my back with two
ribs broke by emissary Of despotism
The game over, an the U. S. of Amer
icky amt got "a chip to cash in. J"
The speaker of the house of representa-
tives went up that way to hunt after
ward, but when somebody suggested to
the desert claimant that here was an ex-
cellent chance to give greatness fitting
pugilistio reception he said it was no
use. He would very likely whip the
statesman, but what would be the good?
Since the young men of the country had
got to prostituting their great talents to
the service of foreign dynasties he felt
that the country had gone to the dogs
and that there would be no substantial
Joy even in backing the eye of the presi-
dent himself.-Chicago Record