Albuquerque daily citizen. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1895-1903, 1898-12-08
'cROwLErS UNRULY GANG"
"Paddy" Duffg's Rough Experience
While at HolbrOoK.
RELATED IN TIE RIsH TONGUE.

Special Correspondence.
Hardy, Arizona, Dec, Paddy Duffy,
the aigman, better known as "Crowley's
Advance Guard" returned from HolbrOok
a few days since with a faltering step
aud an empty purse.
Paddy, me boy" said Foreman O'CoD d.
nor, "you look "a II you had a touch OF
Jim jams.'"
ayes, Mr. O'Connor." replied Paddy,
Il had the lin Jams and had thin bad
at that. and IL wasn't that lava they
charge Is ceftta drink for at HOlbrook
that gave then 10 me either. Sit right
down now, John O'ConnOr." coaxed
Paddy. "and will tell you what gave
thin TO me-
The day after the OUTFIT left Holbrook
for Joseph City, was eaten me break.
fast In Sam Lungs restaurant when Sam
approached the table holding In his hand
a little newspaper. called the Holbrook
Argus. The Chlnaman was grinning all
over. what tiekles you so early in the
morn, SAM" saidI
'Oh, you Iced dat" said Sam, printing
his long bony finger at a piece in the
paper, "and may be you heap laugh
"Be Jaber took the paper out OF his
hand aud the FIRST thing | laid me eyes
IN was an article headed: 'Crowley's
Unruly Gang"
"Jist az | got thro' readen', what |
afterwards learned was a roe yter' I'm
walked the tin horn BLACKBOARD that
bate me out Of me hard months wages
the night before. and behind him came a
smooth faced man. who looked like a
SWede, the same | saw at the Mexican
bilee on Saturday night"
Ham and eggs for two, and be quick
about it," said the tin horn" chap. sd
dressing Sam Lung.
Sam disappeared.
"Say, Harry" said the smOOth-faced
bloke, turning to the Tin horn" did
you see the weekly issue yet2'
"No." repliei Harry. whats up2'
"lou just cast your peppers on that"
said thu Bwedish-looking gent, printing
TO the piece ! jist read.
After the "tin horn finished the
piece lac tried to laugh and said: "You
newspaper tellers are daisies. By lingo,
you are even with the Crowley gang now.
you bet. That will teach them a lesson.
when next they camp here to patronlze
your paper"
welt, Mr.. 0'Connor, | saw through the
whole effair in a ffy, and me Irish blood
commenced TO bile. | ross from the Ia.
bic, swallowing me coffee in one gulp a.
| did 80. Here, ye haythen, said 1, pint.
ing me hand at the Chinaman, who wal
~grinning from ear to ear, showing his
big yaller teeth, take your change ont oil
that, said l, a. 1 throwed down a silver
dollar. and the next time again you al
low a tin horn gambler or a NavsjC
county editer to sit at the same-but
before | could finish l felt a creeping
sensation all over me | became dizzy
and that il all | remember until | found
meself, two days later, In a small cabiI
where lives a Mormon and his two wlyel
and any quantity of yellow haired chill
dren. neal Joseph City station. abOu
p fifteen miles from HOlbrOok. On regain
ing me mind. | found meself lying on
hay mattress and the younger OF the tw,
women bending over me-"
Keep quiet now brother" said she
"all the snakes are gone. that HolbroOl
whiskey must be a holy fright"
so laid quiet until early this morn
when, after thanking the Mormon AM
his wives for their kind hospitality,
sthruck out for the camp, and 30 here
am, John 0'Connor, and II you behave III
word IL wasn't the HolbrOok "whiskey.
that they f%astecsushly call sour mash +
that gave me the jimiams. but the COTE
| drank at Sam Lungs restaurant, and :
make things worse, John, the coat
bought blew OF me back somewhere on
on the sand banks, and all | had Of
when | reached the Mormon's cabin, 3
they told me, was the two sleevss and tn
collar. JUSTICE.