The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1903-07-28
A VINDICTIYE MAN.


to him by a mutual friend at my ho-
tel, and four or FIVE Of us started out
to take little look at the town. The
real estate man was doing the spend
body else's money was coun-
terfeit with him, for he had put some
kind of big deal through a day or so
before, and he demanded that he be
permitted to act as sole disburser.
About two O'Clock in the morning
the gang of US sailed into an aII-night
restaurant, a little place on South
Clark street, for a bite to eat. We got
Il and started to leave the restaurant
at about quarter to three. The real
estate man caught the cashier. a new
man not known to him, trying to
short-change him when he put down
$50 bill to settle the account, and it
made him sore.
What dye think I am. plowboyT
he demanded sngrily of the fiim-fam-
ming cashier.
"'Aw. g'wan n take run replied
the cashier.
I'll tell you what I'll do with you.
Teenchy Tim said the real estate
man, red hot by this time, I'll buy this
place out tomorrow and pull your job
from under you
'Aw, go chase yerself-you'se
couldn't buy postage stamp, re-
forted the cashier.
That settled it.
Come On, you people the real es-
tate man said to US, and we walked
few squares TO a livery stable.
"The real estate man drummed the
livery stable people up and demanded
4 twO-seated caIash 10 be got ready at
once. We all got in and the sore real
estate man told the driver TO go 20 an
address away over on the North side
at top speed. 1t looked pretty mys-
terious to us, and we asked him what
It was all about.
Nothing he replied. biting
through the cigar he was smoking, .ex-
,ept that l won't be able to get any
sleep until that plug-ugIy of cashier
is out of work
1T was about four O'Clock in the
morning when the hack pulled up in
front Of the address, and it was snow
ing like the deuce at that The real
estate man hoped up the steps Of the
house and pulled and ysnked the door
bell for ten minutes before there was
any reply. Then there came a mans
voice from second-story window.
~'ob- it's you, is it. Ed?' said the
voice above, and in a few minutes the
owner of the house. thus hauled out
of bed at four o'clock on a winters
morning. came down in bath robe
and let the bunch Of Us in.
Joe began the real estate man
right away as soon as the householder
had set ont the bottle. somebody was
telling me not long ago that you felt
that your health wasn't good enough
90 permit CT your running that little
place OF yours over on South Clark
street any longer. That SOP
"'WeH. ye-es,7 said the man who
had been pulled out of bed, bit hest
tatingly, III sell if can get my fig
ure.'
"'What dye want for the placer
inquired the real estate man, in bust
ness-like tone
SIX thousand. half down, the rest
easy, said the owner of the restsur-
ant.
"sTll take it. said the real estate
man almost before the other had
ished speaking, and he pulled cut his
wallet. Here's the 5000 down and
he counted out six $500 bills from his
huge stack. The rest al $3.50 month
for a year, hey-how's thSt.s
~'Thatu be all right, said the
restaurant owner, taking the $1,000
We'll, get your clothes on. joe
said the real estate man. I want to
take immediate possession. end l want
you TO come down with me and notify
the hands that I'm the boss
Sure said the man we had pulled
out of his comfortable bunk. and in
side of 90 minutes he was riding in the
carriage with us back TO the restsur-
ant. We reached the restaurant long
before daylight. and the place was
still full of customers. night owls wind
ing up their whirls with something 10
stay their stomaehs.
There was a sneer en- the face of
the tough cashier when we 81 walked
in. and Re noticed the real estate man
pho1n he had tried TO sh0rt-change,
but tae sneer changed TO an expires
SIGN Of CONSERVATION when the man
whom he locked upon as his boss
walked behind the desk. and, pointing
out the real estate man. said:
That gentiemsn's the new propri-
etor here
That's what I am said the real
estate man, throwing of his overccat
and making for the tough cashier.
and you want 10 get cut Of here, you
oum, and quicAr
lie grabbed the cashier in regular
bouneer style and ran him toward the
door. The cashier showed fight and
cop who passed by the restaurant Just
then grabbed him.
"'ThSt fellows trying to rough
house my place. said the real estate
man and new restaursteur to the cop.
Take him along and IN appear
sgainst him in court this morning.