The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1903-05-26
THE TeNDeRFooT WAS GAME.

| 81 was in the smoker of a Santa Fe
train going through New Mexico one day
| in the latter eighties when Jack Brad
shaw. who was then one Of the sure
enough terrors of the southwest, climbed
on board said travelling special agent
of the Indian bureau Jack was very
drunk and very glad of it, He was
whooping Ike a ghost dancer as he
plupmed himself into the last seat next
TO the water cooler. 1 knew that there
was going 10 be trouble ard a plenty of
II with Bradshaw as a carmate in that
condition, and so l got Up and went aft
TO the next car behind, from the door OF
which l watched the proceedings. Jack
had hardly sat down before ne yanked ont
one Of the guns and fired couple OF shot
out Of the open window, and when the
dozen and odd peaceable men in the car
jumped up suddenly. thinking Of train
robbers, and faced the rear OF the car
they saw Bradshaw. wild-eyed from rum
standing in the middle of the aisle and
brandishing both of his guns.
- That's about right, you JUMPED ON
breys.' yelled Bradshaw, seeing them all
standing That's what you ought to've
done when l first come in here. It's
sure case O. the whole outfit a-standin'
up when I show up. There amt no use
a-hesitatin or gnawin' on tn pommel
about it-they just got TO-, and he let
out a Navajo whoop and sat down him
self. The standing men, thinking that
his seating himself was the natural signal
for them to resume their seating post
ures. sat down. too. but Bradshaw fred
a couple OF shots close TO the ears of a
pair Of men who had been the first TO take
their seats, and all hands jumped 10 their
feet again mighty hurriedly. The bad
man toyed with them that way for about
half an hour after the train got under
way, and then gave them formal consent
to sit down. Some of them began to
buzz each other in low tones.
'Ttop a-taIkin',' howled the drunken
desperate when he noticed this. I never
cculu nachully abide havin' people a
talkin round where I was. 1 kin do all
o. TIL taIkin'. Jes think, an let it go at
that
There wasn't any more conversation.
Shortly after the enforced silence fell up
on the car a young chap who wore eye
glasses and who was stoop-shouldered
and fraii-loolIing got up from his seat and
started down the aisle. A bullet from
Bradshaw's gun just barely nicked the
youths left ear before he had taken six
steps.
Son demanded Bradshaw, were are
you all a-goin'. dye think
TO get a glass of water responded
the youth WITH the glasses, Sulhliys lSoi-
ing of his nicked ear.
"'Y'are, hey? inquired the bully.
Don't you believe anything like that
You're a-goin to drink what's left in
this bottle o. mine-don't you bother, l
got another-an' you're a-goin' to drink
it all without battin a eye. or you'll
drink hot lead and Bradshaw pulled
from his pocket a pint flask of whisky
that was about three parts full. The
youth looked sullen. but he wisely
stretchedfforth his hand and accepted the
proffered bottle and placed it to his lips.
He shuddered a good deal over the job.
but he got 1t all down, and then Brad
shaw permitted him to take a drink of
water out of the cooler and 60 pass to the
next car behind, in the doorway of which
1 was standing.-B. G. D.. in Cleveland
Leader.