The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1903-02-15

s1SSSs-S EDDY and alone at the Lake beds.
E9Ee@f& He outside the cabin, braiding
WEGeW leather -band-eight strands and the
GSNM@ repeat fgure-an art / never could
A1s SS master r, ,u.,,. VII, .... n.nn, n..s-
~ age of smoking tobacco beside me and
w newspapers within reach. rolling the days sup
10 ply of cigarettes.
Reddy stopped bis story long enough to say:
Don't the Princess Slipper Kid-that paper
burns my tongue-take the Granger; there's plenty
it,"
Wen. as ! saying. I'd met a lot of the boys
up in town this day, and they threw many as two
drinks into I know that for certain, because
whisky in both my right hands, and had just twice
as many friends as when started
When I pulled out for home 1 felt mighty good
for mysef-not exactly looking for trouble, but not
Idaho for all 1 was worth-you know how pretty
sing? Cock-eyed Peterson used to say it made
him forget all his troubles. Because said he you
head with two-by-four-"
Well. / enjoying everything in sight a
little drizzle of rain that driving by in of
wetness when hat-faced swatty at Fort johnson
Now. it's dreadful thing to be butted to death
by nanny-goat, but for fuIl-sized cowpuncher to
be held up by soldier is yet
To say that hot under the collar don't give
why. YOU cross between the last rose of summer
and bob-tailed hush!' says l. what dyer mean
What's got into you? Get out of my daylight, you
dog-robber, I'll walk the little horse your
freight" pan
It seems that this swatty had been ehucked out
Bronc Thompson, which threw great respect for
profesh into him. Consequently he wasn't fresh
like most soldiers but answers me as polite as a tin
horn gambler payday.
Says he: Il just wanted to tell you that old
Frosthead and forty braves some'ers between
here and your outfit, with their paint on and
blood in their eyes. cayoOdling and whOopn' fit to
beat hell with the blower and if get tangled
with them ! reckon they'll give you a haircut and
shampoo, to say nothing Of other trimmings They
say they're after the Crows but it's ten-dollar bill
against years birds nest that they'll take
any kind of trouble that along. Their hearts
is mighty bad they state, when an Injuns heart
gets spoiled, the disease is id catching. You'd
ter stop awhile
Now cuss old Frosthead, and you tool" saws I.
IF he comes hopping my reservation I'll kick
his pantalets top of his scaIplock"
An right pardner! says he. Its your flu
neral Ny orders to halt everyone going through
but 1 amt whole company, you have your
own way. Only if your friends have to take you
hone in coal scuttle don't blame Pass, friend
miles hour, letting out string of yels you might
have heard the coast just show my respect for
the United States army.
Now, this has always been my luck: Whenever
l made, "A band-WagOn play, somebody's strike
me for my license Or else the team goes into the
ditch mile further and come about as happy
as a small yaller dog at bobcats
some fellers can run in rhinecaboO thatd make
the hair stand buffeler robe and get, away
with it just like mice; but that II sing
aflttle mite too high in the cellar down comes the
roof atop of me. SO it this day. Old Johnny
Hardluck socked it to me, same as usual
Gosh mighty! The liquor died in me after awhile
and l went sound asleep in the saddle, and woke up
with jar-tO find myself right in the middle O
Frostheads gang; the drums boom dipping" and
those forty-Odd red tigers 'hyah- hyahing in style
that made my skin get up and walk all me with
cold feet
How in bazes I'd managed to slip through those
1njuns don't know. 'TwOuld have been wonderful
by thoroughbred Kentucky horse-and l knew if
/ could get to the open them Injups wouldn't have