The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-01-18
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THERE'S wan thing about Browns
VILE" said Stumpy, that saves
the place from bein' like wan O.
them asyiunls fr the feeble moinded.
where the min sews patchwork, an the
women shmokes pipes"
''Wot's eatin' your asked sam. the
bartender.
sam had local pride which he held to
be justified by his own prosperity, and
was apt TO be gruff when anyone spoke
disparagingly of Brownsville. The two
men had sat together on. the ievee. So
Gladly silent for half an hour, when the
spirit moved Stumpy 10 speech.
Having spoken, however, he sat as
one relieved in his mind. and was in no
haste for further conversation It was
therefore some minutes before he re
piled. but at length he said;
Sure. it puts me in moind o. the
great famine in ireland me father used
to tell of. Ye'd go for a week or a
day wild sorry a bit [ ate. of amy
thing at all, at all, an thin ye'd get
maybe a pratie or crusht, thatd kape
We goin' a bit longer.
There do be tonnes in Brownsville
thatd make We think We was dead an
buried. Sure. the stin O. the nights is
worse nor a thunderstorm for kapin'
y
An thin, whin We do be goin' meian-
chOly mad wild the monny-tony O. loife
that isn't Twin at all. at all but blue
mouldin', sOmethin' or Other'u hit ye,
lOike a fri'ndly blackthorn at Donny-
brook an yen sit up an take notice.
Mostly it's Long Mike. but times it'll
be something else.
An whin it do come zen think for
q. time that Brownsville is wan O. the
hid enters of all tn excitement on the
Mississippi river. Maybe, it's a bit o.
gun play it'll be, wild a tinhorn gam
bier lOike tn tonne tn one-eyed man
cashed in. or belize it'u be somethin' or
other wild Gallagher, but anyhow it
shtirs things oop. This time OF do be
thinkin' it'll be Hinnissy.'
An why would it be, Hennessy?''
asked Sam.
1T wouldn't, on'y FIR Gallagher"
said Stumpy, but thin two is like
hammer an a shtick o. dynamite or a
mules hind leg an a sthraw. Av they
do be kept apart. there's no great
harrum, but av We bring thin together.
belize there's friction
They was playin' cards sociabIe
enough last night" observed Sam.
That's it," replied Stumpy When
thin two gets sociable, ye wants to
kape yer eye open. Whin it's a cussin'
I'm Gallagher, him bein' foreman, or a
kick I'm Hinnissy, that bein' his dis
position, they're good friends. Sure
they're both of thin Oirish But whfn
they get fri'ndly, they do be two nat
uralized citizens. wild Oirish blood an
Mississippi river manners, an God
knows
Did you hear anything"
No, but 1 shmelt it, an this mOrnin
the schmill is still in tn air. My dog
Peter has the scint of it, shtrong. He
kim out wild me for a walk, an whin
we passed Gallagher's he shifted around
loike he do for a rat. An he turned
back an lay down in the road near
Hinnissy's place. Sure he knows more
o. some things nor a Christian"
Then you think there'u be trouble.?"
asked Sam. somewhat jeeringly
Sure, OF don't think it." said
Stumpy. but Oh do be teIlin' ye OF
shmell it,
What further discussion there might
have been was cut off at this point by
the appearance Of two or three citizens
in the distance. They were making
their way leisurely toward Sans place
of business, and he, forseeing a demand
for his services, went indoors.
As if the appearance of the first com
ers on the street had been a signal,
others presently appeared, and in few
minutes Brownsville had put on as
much of an appearance of activity as
was usual when there was no boat ex-
pected.
The first to arrive at the bar room
was Long Mike himself, and he, look
ing around, conveyed with his eyes. in
some almost imperceptible fashion. an
invitation to Stumpy to step inside.
Accordingly that gentleman arose,
| though without unseemly haste, and
made one of small group that pres