Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1901-05-23
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Everything was agreeable TO Jne
general storekeeper, and thus it was
arranged. Barrett produced a bottle
and they had few drinks and
talked until the time for the first
Sheepshead race drew on, and then
Fellows and the come-on walked
downstairs to wait for Barrett's sig
nal as to the winner.
"After they had waited for about
20 minutes Barrett gave 'Psst!' from
the landing. and Fellows ran up the
stairs to him and inclined his head to
Barrett's whisper. Then he leaped
down the stairs.
"T've got It! he whispered to the
come-on. Run upstairs now to Bar
rett, and I'll be back in few minutes
with the dough-
"With an exulting look the good
thing went upstairs, while Fellows
took off down the street to the pool
room. The Iowa man seemed to BIZ
In such a maze over the prospects
that he apparently forgot to inquire
of Barrett which horse had won, and
anyhow, Barrett talked such a stream
that the come-on had no chance tC
get in a word. They shook hands anc
had a drink, and about ten minutes
later Fellows came bounding in with
a triumphant expression on his race
at is like getting money from
your bank president PAL he eX
claimed, throwing two fve-hundrec
and two one-hundred bills in a roll
on the table. rs it? And who'd ha
thought that that bum FLY Tender
ness would have beat Sebastian, and
Sebastian at four 10 five? / wouldn't
have played Tenderness in hundred
years. This is the only way to beat
'em. I got five to one for. the 5000
and you two cop out $500 each the
first rattle out of the box
"The Iowa mans countenance wore
a broad grin as Barrett handed him
one of the five-hundred and one Of
the OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES bills, remark
ing:
"'Well, what dye think of usi
Dye think we're good enough?'
"'Well, yes drawled the phony
countryman, as he stuffed the 5000 in
his vest pocket. You're the yappiest
pair of tin horns that ever worked in
a paper box factory
"1he imitation countryman, as he
spoke, suddenly leaped back about
five feet, so that his shoulder:
touched the door, and the amazed
and Disguised Barrett and Fellows
with gaping mouths. observed that
they were under a gun about foot
long, which their transformed come
on was gently waving in his right
hand.
"'You're the bulliest pair of bum
selling platers that ever kicked the
mud in each others muzzles on
half-mile track. I'd like to meet &
couple like you three times a day.
was laying for you, and l got you
If you'-addressing Barrett, whom he
fixed with his pale gray eyes-'wil
take a look at that hundred | handed
you. you'll observe that it's as com
mon a piece of bogus rag as was evel
turned out of a fiber works. It's 6
kind o. queer that I wouldn't try tC
pass on a blind melodeon player on z
dark street. / could make better will
a carpener's pencil and a piece o
blotting paper
Barrett had reached into his
pocket and pulled out the bill thai
the man who had him under the gur
had given him, and was staring at il
gloomily.
"I'm six hundred to the right,
continued the tall, lanky man, 'and
that'll get me shave and a shine
The next time you think you've nailed
a mark, take the trouble to pipe of
the color of his dough, and you woD't
get switched to a siding. That'll bt
ALL
"The tall, lanky man, who hap
pened to be Jerry Rathbone, WHO'D
made his mark on two continents AZ
queer-shover, backed out of the
door after removing the key, locked
the door when he got outside, anC
Barrett and Fellows sat and stared
at each other while they listened t.
his retreating footballs die away OF
the stairs. 1t took them half an houl
to kick the door down.
"Tt broke the old man heart, sait
Fellows, who told me the story while
1 was taking him on a little journey
q year later. 1T cut him deep for {
fact. 1t wasn't the coping out of hi
six hundred that scared him to thu
bone, but it was the way it was done
He got SOS he'd talk to himself abou
it while he was awake and in bee
he'd humble in his sleep about it. L
was that turning off that made thu
poor old guy pull for the slope. IN
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