The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1899-11-21

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decide to stop the night. and no iaF-
Their on the road would he go; "nl!e
the news spread quickly that Long
Jim was "on the spree at Sullivan >
On the afternoon In question the
coach was expected up. and sullivan
had been several times to the dooF
looking out a~nxiously for its coming
There was never any telling Nhae
profitable guests it might contain 80
on mail-nights there was always a de-
rent supper laid in a room away rom
the common herd in readiness LOT
more distinguished company.
There's the dust Of the coach At
last" cried a man. who had also been
engaged in watching the distant track
IT'S two hours late; / expect they've
had a smash
1t was nearly dusk when the coach
pulled up at the door Of the inn and
discharged its cargo. Horses had 10
be changed. the fresh one being al
ready in waiting in the yard. and ten
minutes we're allowed for the dusty
passengers TO refresh themselves on
lightning rum.
Only one person among the twenty
passengers got out with the evident in
tentiOn of remaining at this stage.
While the coach remained and the
bar was thronged with customers there
was a perfect babel Of voices and gen
eTal hubbub and confusion all round
The stranger sat on a bench near the
wooden counter. Presently the land
lord came in. He had been taking a
farewell glance at the departing mail.
and was chinking some loose coins in
his trousers-pocket as II he we're well
satisfied with the profits Of the last
ten minutes.
The dirty kerosene lamp threw q
dim light upon the interior OF the
den. and Sullivan suddenly renem-
bered his guest.
Pulling down his shirt-sleeves
which he usually rolled up above the
elbow. he put on his most in~sinuating
manner as he %preeeived az 2 glance
that he had no bushman TO deal with
Unluekily. however. for the dignity
OF his department. Mr.. Sullivan was 50
busily intent upon serutinizing his pos
sible new prey. that he stumbled
across a PROSTATE body in the door
way and fell fat upon his face.
What are You doing. lying about
like that. SAM he cried Indignantly
as he struggled TO his feet. Why. you
are drunk. You ought TO be ashamed
Of yourself. tripping people up in that
d~isgraeeful way. Out you go. Take
your cooler outside if you don't know
how Il behave yourself; and seizing
the unresisting sot by the shirt and
trousers. he pitched him into the road
way.
Then turning to the new arrival in
the most snable way. as II nothing IN
usual had occurred. he inquired If he
would like some supper after his jour
ney.
Thank you. replied the stranger
yes. 1 should like something to eat.
and l don't mind If I had a drop OF
your best. Just for the good OF the
house, AS the man spoke, he showed
signs Of having had several drops Of
the best already.
Certainly. sir. replied Sullivan.
seenting a good customer as a terrier
would a rat.
Then. rinsing a lumber in 4 wooden
tub beneath the counter. he proceeded
to polish II on a piece of old towel with
= very professional air.
Turning 10 the shelves he paused.
and seemed 10 be celebrating as 10
what really vas his best. He then
took down a bottle with a capsule on
il. and. winking e-onh6entiallv 10 his
guest. remarked that he thought he
would ind that prime The difference
between the mixture contained in .ha
bottle and that in the kegs on the
shelf was that the former vas nearly
proof run, and the latter a -eoucoesion
Of spirits OF wine. tobacco brown sn-
gar. water. and > 1svoring only 81 The
real article.
Ar. Sullivan kept 3 few strong san
pie bottles Of the genuine LIQUID On p-r
pose for great occasions. and If tva
nooblsrs Of that failed 10 star -ss.
he did not know what would
Supper seemed 10 take 4 Ions ~.
TO prepare, and the stranger NAMES
in another taste or twO OF rh4 49, ].
After his second dose e-onvarsst;o
aowed mOre easily; the silence whs.s
his highy-7eSpecTaele attire has -,
upon the company began to we.- -
and the landlord relspSed into NJ -
al Sovial style
Do You knOE a station caras Ri.
mont about here. inquired the $50.
ger presently.
RedmoUnts I should think s,s j.
Mr.. Hall. isn't iS7
Yes Mr., Charles Han. ana
nace ssnuenaR he IS S,,,s
van fnwsrtly thinking ,hst - ~.
nothing Of the sort
Is il far from here
~Only six miles Follow ~
md ron can't miss IL I thon~hs !.
how yoG might M for ReSnOnnr p
asRs M Han expse5s yoag
i eon't know whether he does - !.
doesn't answered The stranzs- shors.