The daily morning Alaskan., 1903-01-10
TEXAN IrAGIrIlGS
lcOpyriEht. isa. by the & & Mcclure
 Companyl


 Colonel Sam Taylor and bis daughter Edith to strike Italian soil before seek Ing to win the young girls love and the coloners money. Edith was worth winning. and the colonel bad a fai bank account from Texas cattle and the dividends Of two Oll gusherS He want a man to brag of his wealth He simply said to the landlord of the Parisian hotel where he put up" for a few days;
 "We want the best this shanty and this town afford. and there won't bs any Kicking when the blll comes in. I'm not worth as much as the Roths- ehllds-not at this minute--but they are expecting to strike at least three new oil wells on my land at any hour, and l may buy out your Bois before l get ready to leave"
 It wasn't two days before an Italian count called Re was a count with four castles and could trace hls family back 250 years without tho aid of a detective.
 Look here. Count Dlzzio." said Colo nel Sam after looking the nobleman over; 'T'm a plain, blunt man and say what I think Did you ever run a briekyardT
 -sirr' exclaimed tho count as he drew himself up.
 "Oh, no ofense. you know. I'm will Ing to take on a son-ln-law. but want to start a big brickyard over in Texas, and be must know enough to manage it It will be all in the family. you sec. Texas has the best clay in the world for brlekmaking. and the boom towns are fairly crying for material to build with"
 The count made an exit becoming the descendant of a king. Ills tracks had not grown cold. however. when a second one arrived. His wardrobe and hls ancestry went hand ln hand. He had seen Edith as she entered the door way og tho hotel. and bis heart beats jumped from normal to i46 per minute.
 'Yes; glad you called to talk matters over," replied Colonel Sam as he leaned back in his chair. "You have seen Edith. you say. and you love herr
 "I loaf her as loaf my rfe." replied the count as he worked the windmill racket with his arms
 q see. Can't say that I'm struck on your shape. but I'm willing to give you a chance. Can you throw a lasso. brand a calf or ride a bronchof
 The count did not understand, and the colonel had to 60 Into explanations. When be had finished and added that bis ranches were all family aniairs and that be would start a son-in-law in at S45 per month and gradually advance him. be found no listener Co his last words.
 There came other Italian counts. and they. too. disappeared after brief talk with the colonel but it wus not until they moved on to Italy thnt there was a count for every hour ol the twenty. four. Counts followed the pair as they went sightseeing. met them at the doors ot cathedrals and amid historic ruins and swarmed In the lobbies of hotelS It took Colonel sam half the day and all the evening to turn them down. Some had titles only two feet long. and some bad titles running Into yards. but to save time and trouble be called them all Count Dizzlo. He en- outraged all of them to the extent of offering them various jobs ranging in wages from SO to S45 per month and board. and In each and every case his generous O1er was refused with h. dignation. In only one case did a Diz Eio feel that the Insult must be wiped out in blood.
 "slgnore. you hava insulta me. and you must hghta me one duelr' he ex- claimed.
 "An right. old boy; have it your way" was the good natured reply. "As ! am the challenged party. shall se- lect reyolvers, and if don't shoot six holes through you ln six seconds Pll never again claim Texas as my home"
 The count declared that a gentleman could not fight with any other weapon than a rapier. but the colonel replied;
 NO toasting forks or frog suckers for me. My idea Is to kill you as dead and as quick as possible, and there's nothing like chunks of lead to do it Name your time and place, friend DlE- Eio, and look up the deed to your lot in the graveyard at the same time"
 The count retreated ln good order and took revehge by declaring on all aides that Colonel Sam Taylor was no gentleman. But the last Italian count was the most determined of an. He must either marry money or open a secondhand clothing store. Colonel Sam was not the man to kick another when be was down. Ills daughter let the count get a crick in the back of bis neck lowing to her. The Idea was Co let him down easy. but be refused Co be let down. By some hook or crook be raised money enough to follow them back to London, and be had become such a nuisance that the colonel sald:
 Look here. Mir. Dizzio; you'll have to choke oh. The girl doesn't want you for a husband You'd better run home and not bother us any more"
 That evening in the ladies parlor, which happened to be clear Of other