The Savannah morning news., 1904-10-09

eabulary, or to convey to their minds
vivid portrait OF this Phil Sheridan
of the mining camps. To save both
space and senslbilites of the Eastern
public, l shall issue the rest of his re-
marks in an expurgate6 edition.
The impression widely prevailing
among those who have not seen him,
pictures Bell as a big, burly. buster
ing giant with a vsice like locomo~
tive and a swagger that takes up
whole sidewalk. Nothing further from
the fact can be imagined. His manner
is subdued. His voice is so low and his
enunciation so indecisive that you have
to keep both ears closely trained upon
them to catch what he says. He moves
his lips so little In speaking that you
could not read them IL forced to. that.
His only resonant tones are those in
which he brings out his explosives.
While he is talking. however, he pauses
from time to time TO close his lips and
cock his eye sldewise at you with the
air of one who would say: do you
grasp that?"
He is OF medium stature, and his fig
ure has the spareness of an active man
In good physical training. In age he
seems to be still i'm the early forties.
There is no gray i'm his hair, which is
dark and lies close to his head. His
eve brows are rather thick and very
sharply marked against somewhat
palIid face. The eyes under them are
deep-set and hazel in effect, but the
pupils are extraordinarily large, shrink
ing the iris to a mere corona, like those
of a tiger in a dim light. The nose is
large, and from that point down the
face indicates decision. After studying
his physiognomy for a while IL is not
difficult to imagine him in one Of his
daredevil moods walking into a saloon
where were gathered about twenty of
his enemies, who had vowed that they
would take his life, and saying to
them:
''well, here I am. Why don't you
shoot me. you cowards2 You're my
friends now. are you? Well, show It
by marching up to this bar and drink
ing my health"
When they hesitated. as the incident
was described by one OF the party aft
erward, he told them that they should
either humiliate themselves by gulping
down his liquor or he would make them
dance TO his music. They all walked
up obediently and drank success TO him
with a grimace. and thus escaped a
worse fate, the precise nature OF which
Is still a mystery.
yes. I'm responsible for all did,
and I'm willing TO stand for II all
alone" Gen. Bell went on. Il didn't
nee0 AflYDDuY 10 Ntil iHt WHdA W w.
I've known Cripple Creek, inside and
out, for twenty-four years. ! knew
the place. and / knew the people, and
I could put my finger every time on
the very men who were making the
trouble there. SO. whenever / started
out on one OF my special jobs, cut
myself loose from the Capitol and the
politicians. / ordered the postmaster
70 readdress all my mail 10 Denver; /
had men at the telegraph and tele-
phone Offices TO take the messages sent
10 me, and keep 'en, too-see? When
I had got through a job ! took . day
off to read my mail and my messages,
and find out what the fellows AZ Den
yer had wanted me 10 do-when II
was too late TO do II. That's the only
way a soldier can do anything when
the politicians are climbing UP his
back What did care what was good
for the party or any Of that rot2 ]
had something to DO. and ] ala a. and
! II the politicians don't like Il, why--it's