The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1900-02-07
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IT was all over in about a minute, but
1t lasted long enough to furnish lots OF
information to those who worry about
jealousy which they believe exists between
the army and the navy. The so.d der was
drunk, ana was on the Bowery- He WAS
attracted by the continuous ringing OF
the bell in an underground shooting gal
lery, and noisy and boastful and full OF
tile idea that every man in Uniform was
a hero to all in New York, he went down
to show what a marksman- he was. 1t
wasn't long before the proprietor Shal-
lenged him to match, the best three out
Of FIVE. the winner to pay for the shots.
The soldier shot with one Of the r.ckety
gallery rifles, the proprietor With well
kept gun which he drew from a velvet
lined case under the counter. The pro
prietors cartridges had been loaded for
him by one OF his assistants; the sol
dier's cartridges came out OF the common
stock. The soldier won the toss; as yet
no absolutely certain way OF loading a
coin has been discovered.
Inc soldier was SO drunk that he swayed
50 that the muzze of his gun described
a circle with a radius of six inches as
he took aim. But When he pulled the
trigger the buils-eye bell rang every.
time. The proprietor. who shot first, did
not make a bull's-eye at his third trial.
the soldier laughed.
You're easy; very, very easy
He fired and the bell rang
The proprietor swung around as uu:ch
as wink and snatched the rifle from the
soldiers hand.
No you DON'T he shouted, you're
pretty fly, but you can't come that gag
this I)l3rp fnn didn't shoot the
target that time: you fired at the. big
one. spotted You by the difference in
the bells. l knew you for crock the
minute you came down the steps. Pay
for those shots. Pay for 'sm or there
Will be trouble
Won't pay for EN- said the soldier.
Didn't hit wrong bulTs-eye. Hit thu
one l shot at. Was matter?"
The proprietor seized HIM by the throat
and chokal HIM. Two of his assistants
trilrped him up and threw him to the
floor. Then one of them felt through his
pockets and drew o3t a two dollar bill.
The proprietor let go of the victims
throat long enough to sort out 50 cents
in change just 81 short and thrust it into
the soldiers cropping fist.
Nov get out OF here" he shouted,
land mover show your thteving face IN
here again.
During the dispute a policenans head
had been ooled down into the smoky up
per air of the gallery and had dsap-
;peared. Now, with a crash like ton Of
coal sliding into a chute, the policeman
shot down the steps and struck the
counter with bang. Behind him piled two
sailors.
where's the lad that's getting the
worst of it?" yelled one of them.
"Where's the crab that did hfrn?" ask
ed tie other, looking the room over.
'Ofcer!" yelled the proprietor. do your
; duty!''
Not till we've done ours answered
the first sailor and fetched the proprietor
| a swinging s:de-handed blow on the jaw.
| The other man was helping the soldier
| UP the stairs. The MAJ who struck the
! proprietor turned 10 the policeman and
! said, angrily, but with great evenness OF
! tone:
Il guess you don't want anything to do
-! with this dirty game do you? Do they
! have courts-martial in your serv:ce?'
| Cit on out of here before you get IN
| troubled" growIed tie policeman.
..Thatll get YOU transferred" growled
| the proprietor. who sat in the corner
! nursing his jaw and keeping a wary eye
! on the sailor. who was looking the police
man stra sht in the eye
Git repeated the policeman.
!; .sHow much did you skin him outers-
I. said the sailor, addressing the proprietor
!, net a damn cent" asserted the propre.
/ tor with a remarkable showing of outrag-
] ed dignity.
! The sailor started for him. brushing
! asid, the policeman. The proprietor put
{; his hand down into his trousers pocke'
! with great suddcnress and held out =
! ce,>ts Tie sailor looked doubtful at first
/ but took the money.
| you look like a 20 cent thief he said
THE other sailor appeared on the stairs
| again.
Gene on. Bill. he said, r"there's more
! ccrpers coming.
! Cit said the policeman.
! He followed them upstairs and watched
| the two sailors as they led the soldier
upon whom excitement and the shaking
III, had told seriously. UP the Bowery-
| "You can have me transferred. If Eot
! wanter" he said to the rueful proprietor
! '-but, if you think the Chief and CAPITA. r
would stand for an arrec-> there with tbs
! story them sailors would tell to the news
papars in court IN the morning, and all OF
! them in United States uniforms. you'e
! orter be pinched your>e!f.''