The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-02-27
WORM TURNED
AT THE FINISH
GOLD GIT-THERE" WAS FOOLED
ONCE TOO OFTEN.

"oLD GIT-THERE" WAS FOOLED
ONCE TOO OFTEN.
Chicago Shoe Man Furnishes q Mark
for the Rest of the Bunch q Long
While, but Finally He Gets Evon-
Moral, Don't Fool with the Same
Man Too Much.
Wen you put up Job on teller m It
goes, It's bad medicine to git inter mother
game he's into. Chances is there's a git
back hid in it.-Philosophy of Colonel
Wheaton.
"say!" began the colonel as he
Joined the gang in the hotel lobby.
s'This weather's fierce, amt 1t?
Wouldn't wonder but it discouraged
them two mallards Sam Hamiltons
got herded up out on Sugar Brook.
Which two mallards? Wy, amt Sam
top you bout 'em? He's he'd two there
all winter, n he feeds 'em ev'ry day,
N they come aquackin' fer corn ev'ry
time he shows up, jist like tame ducks:
Duck m drake they be, m potter n
little red wagon age; w Waters RAPIDS p fbay
been there ever since the freeze up.
wild! OF course they be. They'll
fly f any body but Sam comes nigh
'em, but they're plenty tame fer him.
Wonder somebody don't shoot EN-, 90
We? Don't you know Sam? m didn't
We hear me say t he had took 'em
you bet your neck. One Teller did try
to make sneak on 'em with a gun, N
he thought it was the bank histed N
throwed him in the brook, but
t'warn't. Twas Sam done 1t. N
sence that ev'rybody's let 'em lone.
''The old brakes got so fat m sassy
on the corn Sans afeedin' em t I've
named him old Git-there, after big
Chicago shoe man 1 used to know.
Nav! he didn't make no bigger shoes
| N anybody else did, but he had big
fact'ry in Chicago, n: done b1zn a,a pig:
Can't you understand United States a
| little bit? Folks said this Chicago Git
| there, I forgit what his name RELY
| was, was a bully biz'ness man, but
wen he come out to our place with a
lot of. them sharps from Milwaukee m
Chicago, he was greener'n grass bout
| ev'rything outside O. shoes. wy he
couldn't play poker little bit hardly,
| m vile them other ducks'd all hold
| huff to float 'em, bout six drinks'd go
to his head, m then they alters made
a monkey outer i'm.
HE fetched up shot sack plumb
full O. nickels to play penny ante with,
N he had wad big huff to choke a
cow TO death besides, m they only
stayed eight days, m he had to wire
fer money to git home with wen they
got back to the railroad station.
Them fellers used to git him full
S,,b CT, hi 70
he could hit a beer bottle on the table
! ten foot away with a twenty-five, m
| he'd miss it ev'ry crack. They KEEP
that up tell they he'd the old camp jest
pockmarked with bullet holes, n ther
T took N locked up the guns soon's
they come in ev'ry night, ter l CO.
'fraid I'd git one uof them little pills
into my own hide some time. They al
had the price m could afford to gi,
shot. I couldn't.
''Then they got to putin up othel
jobs on the shoe cuss, m it'd take al
, night to tell all bout 'en. But the!
went over the limit one night, m thel
. the old chap got mad, m earnt thu
. name give him.
1T was this way. 1t was darker
the inside O. a cow outside, m I wa
in the, howell lookin' after my team
> wen the dogs got after somethin' r
ii LIGeu IL, IL IllcI SCI up LII VI b.
, barkin' roun' the tree. Them Teller
f was all out in a minute with t1ei
guns, n one Of 'em fetched Lantern
, SOS to shine up the tree m see VIVA
was up it.
) '"rhey seen right away twas hi
porky, all but Chicago who neve
y seen one before, m, wen they told hir
y it was a bear he b'leeved It, m begge
y EN- to let him shoot 1t, special as h
"a, I,,p+ I. TIT 111 t{1,o4 4too
: was out. So they let him, n h
i banged away. two shots, buckshot
9 had, m down come the porky, Ike
Y whollop!
o ''He run in m grabbed at it, foo,
f ISL as a young dog with his fust cool
I'd jest got UP m I hollered at him
stop, but he wouldn't have it. II
k grabbed the critter right by the tai
n N sech hand you never see no MOI
g tai man have. It was stuck fuller (
e qutlls'n a paper O. needles Is Of neeC
$ les, m you'd better b'leeve he sot u
o a howl you'd hear mild.
1T was pretty middlin' mean trio
- to play, but them fellers never NEAR
: to dc more'n fool him on the pork
- maxim him b'leeve it was a bear, n
= they ever dreampt he'd grab the cri
y ter, they'd stopped him in time. B,
titi+l: OlCn He1p Ills uSdHu none, IL
% was two hours gittin' all the quilts :
. ends Of quilts outer him. But g,
- him fixed up at last, n creased h
u hand good with bacon rine, m then v
. got four or five big drinks inter hir
% m he went to sleep like a baby.
Mex day tho he wouldn't go out
hunt. Said his hand was too sore, :
= he'd stay inn let it heal, N we q
q went off m lef' him. Then he G.
,e busy all his lonesome, N he fxe
>, things up in good shape to git eve
~ You bet your neck. There was Ii
=, tie brook run at the foot of lit
- hill the camp stood on, m right zero
:, the brook was a thick woods,
:. the bank on the camp side dropped {
/" sudden, 1nebbe four foot, to the wate
which warn't mcre'n three foot dee
~ but swift, N colds ice.
They was lot of peoples standi
- long the bank on our side, not f,
Us apart, m old Git-there rugged h:
/ wire bout two foot above the groun
- all between four er five o. 'em, ;
50 then he he'd a bully foot ketcher f
SIX anything that come runnin' 'lol
10 there in the dark. Then wen we con
ST in he got a chanst to speak to me
10 one side, m put me on. Then
10 says: It's a ten fer you if you c;
x tote the gang UP 'gainst this trok;
tonight; n I says: TIM on, they
at hit it. N hit it they did, you bet!
n, II knowed there was porkies, IL
x of 'em over in the timber, m aft
er 1t got good'n dark'n the sports W
it all aplayin' in the camp, s1yed t
n dogs up, m soon* had one up a, TIRE