The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1904-12-28

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heeled ha mer that ever aaisounc q
in Ahilenes main street that they
lined on pickleu ccyotes soet hat h ?
succeeded IN convincing tho whole
camp that e man who hls a complete
UNDERSTANDING of the way to handle
his hands was jst as good an end to
omst arguments as the man With the
gun or the knife
Reynolds knew how to use his
hands It any man IN that country ever
did. He i never tt on to anvone
whore he'd picFea ur his science rs a
boxer AMI rough ard-tnnbler but
guess we Were not far wrong in fgur
ing It that he had leon in the ring a
few times when he was younger man.
He was short, rot above hve feet six
IN height, but he was extraordinarily
broad acroes the shoulders. with an
arm-reach thai was almost haboonish
sinewy as Brile Sioux ard quick as
cat. and his huge arms aud chest
were so Fnotted that, stripped. he
looked almost nnscle-hound, although
he wasa't He could strike a terrific
blow A ratnpageous mule.whackeI.
strappine giant over six feet tall
walked up to Reynolds one night in
honkatopt and delil eiatcly spat in the
night marshars face.
His Heart STOPPED Beating.
He was new an in Abilene. and
he wasn't on TO the night marshars
curves. The milewhacker did this
thing ont Of care rel eye devilishness,
because he wanted to be rad and be-
cause. Reynclds being quiet and inof-
fensi,e, ne probably figured that he
could do it with impimity and make a
nit with the bunch standing around.
REYNOLDS thrust his right leg hack,
planted his feet hrnily On the floor
gave dazzling swift circular swing
with his long risht arm, and th,n sent
the rcck harl asi At tie ens Of II into
the middle OF the giants chest The
blow sounded like the impact Of pile
driver The big n,ule.whacker never
got ND from where he went down. HIS
heart stopped beating from the blow.
and It never hegau again.
Reynolds dr.fted INTO rad Corman's
Heavenly Home ginmli one night
when things seemed 70 he Kind of
quiet about the camp The only Gus
toner in tile place was a huge black
smith named Tom Chapman Chap.
man had a hard name as an ugly man
ami trouble-hurter. He was playing
solitaire at the table IN a corner Of the
Heavenly Home. tie nodded at Reyn-
olds whom the night marshal entered
the place. kut Reynolds didn't return
the nod When Panks didn't like a
man ne never pretended that be did.
"lf an ombrey's worth pCdding TO
he's worth shaking lraI,ds with. he
used to say. and where's the decency
of handing your paw to man tina.
you're SCORER o. later liable To brand
with the same hand
Tenderfoot Asks for Wire.
Reynolds leaned on the bar for a
few minutes. talking With German
when a queer lille tyl,e Of tender
foot entered the saloon. lie. hal
struck Abilene with a wagon train that
afternoon. and he was about as raw as
they NAL them. fixed out with q regr
lar scout makeA,p. frinsel chaps
somhrero two guns aud dirk. the
whole thing. HIS rig was the regular
stage conception Of the frontiersman.
and as he didn't look much tigser than
a pint of cider boiled down. he pre-
sented a ful ny picture
Have you any vine" the tender
foot inQu' red OF German. in piping
yuice, throwing a goldriece on the bar
kentucky brand. y"p. replied Cor
man. sriinlng. and setting ont the
black hottie
Chapman. the blacksmith, iinmers-
ed in his solitaire game over IN he
corner. had rot noticed she arrival Of
the tenderfaot tut his ear caught this
little talk At the bar and he looked up
and leerec when he saw the new ar
rival chairman had enough Of the
juniper Juice in h'n 20 he evil, and
he was sore besides because Reynolds
had not returned his iod when the
night marsl.al entered.
"The blacksmith eot up stretched
himself and strulled over TO the ten
derfoot, looming a good full foot over
him
SAY he said addressing the
scout 'yau snre look like yoi ought