Gilpin observer., 1900-11-15
The Nominee.
BY WIN. PERRY BROWN.

copyrighted. 1900. Daily Story Pub. Coz
' Colonel Shoobooter, Of Kanawha,
vas known as man of eminently val
srous parts in the locality which he
nad ornamented with his presence for
many years. In questions pertaining
10 gentlemanly honor he was consld-
sred to be SO completely au fait, as II
were, that his decisions were greatly
respected. In fact. what the colonel
thought he did not know about tine
rode" the best style Of duelling wea-
pom, and the cleanly art of snufiing
candle at ten PAGES, might be easily
slowed under the Uranium of flea.
When, therefore, he announced him
self as candidate for the legislature.
subject to the action of the predomi-
nant political party of his county, in
convention assembled, his nomination
and election began to be looked on as
foregone conclusion.
Fine man, Shoobooter! Dead shot.
sub! Good specimen of the Kentucky
gentleman-be our next member, or
he'll know the reason why, sub"
, These and other kindred remarks
were to be hearu here and there from
party wheelhorses
When, therefore, he read in the
"Kanawha Bulls Eye" precisely sim
liar announcement directly below his
own by an audacious newcomer,
signing himself Andrew jackson
Prock, the colonel's military whiskers
curled with indignation.
Who was this upstart with the
cribbed distinguished prefix to his
very plebian surname? Inquiry de-
veloped that the gentleman lived down
near Choogaloo, that he was agent tor
some powder mills, that he stored his
wares in an .solatsd building adjoin-
ing-actually adjoining-a farm be-
longing to the great Shoobooter him
self
why, the fellow hasn't been here
two years" quoth the colonel to his
daughter Climeena, just returned from
a long sojourn at an aunt's at Cnoo-
galoo. Il dare say he can not handle
even a Winchester"
He seems to handle powder all
right" she returned.
In a low. trading sense, perhaps,
commented the man of honor. But
are the people OF Kanawha to vote for
fellow who Grams his powder into
kegs instead of gun barrels?"
at might sell better, you know.
Sell bette.!" snorted the pater Ia
milias; the base coinmerciaiism oil
the age is poisoning even maiden
mind. That is One result of too many
Procks, my dear. Ha! l will go down
and publicly interrogate this fellow
xr,l< u to ynln
my property. If | don't make him
crawfish out of this nomination into
one of his own powder barrels. -
We'll, pa, when l was down =
aunty's Mr.. Prock lowed he expected
to get delegates enough to"
"Climeena!' The colonel glared a:
well as thundered. What do yor
know about this indy Prock?" he
anally demanded. query which his
daughter douged by improvising sud
den hurry call kitcnenward.
The following day Colonel Shoe
booter rode over to Choogaloo, arriv-
mail was be ng distributed. A trim
alert-looking, youngish man stood on
the sidewalk, reading his letters. one
of which concluded as follows:
The only, only chance for you to
gain pas consent is not to give way to
him to out-do him, to let him know
you are what Kanawha calls dead
game He isn't so very awful, after
all, though folks think he is. Now
you do as l say-that is, if you hope
TO marry.
'CLIMEENA SHOOBOOTER."
"P. s.: He don't know a thing, and
he'd fairly lift the roof off If he did.
/ leave you to manage it."
Mr.. Prock, believe" mumbled the
colonel as he rode up, halted his mule
and stared grimly at the young man,
who pushed his correspondence into
his pocket.
Why howdy, Shoobooter!" said the
latter as briskly a:fable as a parrot
with a cats tail to chew. You look
as sober as Sunday in local option
town"
You are familiarly offensive sub, >"
foarded the colonel, apoplectic with