The Farmington times. [volume] (Farmington, Mo.) 1874-1902, 1900-01-25

And thns we rood for perhaps the xpscs
OF halt minute Though Il seemed lonser),
ahiie az . distance gathered . numbaf who
Lad hrcn drawn hitber BY the noisa Of tse
brawl, Twas a mighty awkward predica.
mcnt fog scammeil, but Bcldsn finally put
period 10 the matter, and opened way sof
the tory 10 retreat. Slipping the point oil
his sword into its scabbard, he thrust IL
dawn with ring, and cried;
"Avast, all hands! We're nothing short
cf pack of fools Each Of us has had
! thrust at HE nfighboF. aud each IN tsFI
has stood between two others lis the
rret.iezs muse | ever saw, 20 d--n mel
Twas all beginnings and devil Of an ending
Let's make Il up.--cOne, scammcil yotl
might well go halfway TO meet bali man
| ily my faith, that's not bad. --i.ounabury
] was bullock myself, and ask pardon foi
/ the bottle. 80 theres my sop.-Wh0'a
he1tr
Now my heart warns 10 man who is
quick 10 take fire. whose wrath Is Ike the
toGrh OF match to gnnpowder she fcruc
cf which Is gone when is work is done. just
az hate the snilcn spirit Of one who nurses
the last spark and suiks until its heat dies
ior lack Of tanning.
The generosity Of the boy--ior he was
little clse--slrack home 10 noe, and / was
about offering my hand. when Scsmmell
quick 10 take advantage Of the turn OF at
fairs, spoke up:
80 let il be Il you say 20, Iieldenl am
ovcrhot from the ride from the outer lines
at Kingsbridec III willingly paa YOU and
yoa fellow indicating the trictstcr with
q jerk Of his head-'bui IN not be quits
with your new prolerc save but for the time
you need him. II Clinton wants bin, III
spare him the while 20 DO bic dirty work. for
| on honorable matters he would nc'er employ
such man while his bettcrs 90 beag ng 100
| How now, sirrahF he continued, turning
and advancing toward me. You are glad
enough 10 accept the respite. doubt not.
/ viii you name time and place 10 receive
your deserts"
IT'S against my nature 10 duel IN cold
blood bat. a. my word IL passed, III carry
through my promise. Where do you put
up'"
AT the Kings Arms. lrucklerl"
Then, sir, you lie close TO the rod. fof
there stay also For the time to meei you.
\ that must rust with Sir Henry. For the
| place. that your hcwls be not beard by your
/ fellows. | make Il the cmmp os trees in
Lepner's Meadows Ian extensive tFset Of
drained swainp'laud beyond the then city
limits, through about the center Of which
now runs the present Canal street,. You
| doubtless know the spot. As 10 the hour,
! win snlighten you at your quarters as soon
% may be.-Now, Mr.. Belden, l am al your
disposal. Shall We ret to hcadquartersF'
Saying this, threw 20 the ground the
| toryA saber and turned from him. instead
Of STOPPING for his side arm, ScamEneli
stepped around 40 a. 70 again be before me,
and. though there was no abatement TO the
malicious hatred in bic eye. hia vc.ee cell to
hoarse whisper as be said
by my faith, sir, Il were better you had
stood and been run through than TO have
tut into my bead the matter you have just
given me- More than that. IL were better
that sou had the devil and bis horde
against you than Walter Seammell"
And beading he picked up his aabsr.
shcathed It, threw a careless salute to Bel.
den, and walked of, the card sharper join.
ing the throng about the tavern door.