New-York tribune., 1905-01-22

IT,
He won't rest till it's avenged with
swords or pistols It's the code among
gentlemen down here, and unless YOU
accept his challenge you had better leave
town tomorrow morning
wiped my fevered brow, and informed
the General that | would leave the case
all to him.
Il suppose l may assume then" he
remarked, that ! am your second. Very
well If you will excuse me shall CON
fer at once with the other side The
early morning is the usual time The
weapons we can discuss a little later.
General Beauregard was gone a full
half-hour. and in the interval Burbank
entertained me with tales Of duels of the
past, in which much blood was shed
You had better choose pistols. Nor
rissey.' he advised me- because YOUR
antagonist is an expert with the sword
and yet. come to think of it, he's said
to be excellent with the pistol too But
he'll be so angry that you may be able
to hit him first. Don't try to spare him.
because he won't be so considerate
These things are hushed up down here
There is simply a quiet funeral
| thanked Burbank for his kind en-
couragement and advice; but l didn't
like his manner. There was a gleam of
pleasure in his eyes that thought was in
the worst of taste on this occasion
Suddenly General Beauregards form
loOmed in the doorway. and behind
him was the man who wanted my life,
accompanied by his two companions.
The meeting-place has been ar
ranged" announced the General when
he reached the table. 1T is to be right
here and now Mr. Morrissey. permit
me to present Messieurs Blank and
Blank and Blank They have assured
me that the laugh was unintentional,
and | assured them that you, as the
manager of the company. was prompted
only by a sense of duty. Sit down.
gentlemen, and let us have supper Ihad
no intention from the start of permitting
you gentlemen to fight duel suppose.
Mr.. MOrrissey, that Mr.. Burbank has
reassured you during my absence"
The latter began to laugh, and the
General joined him. l saw then for the
first time that the two had been playing
kind of grim joke on me. A little later
we adjourned to the Varieties Club
There was another time, in a Western
city. when my friends told me that
would be a target for gun-play if L
wasn't careful | was business manager
for the concert tour of Sarasate the
famous violinist, and d D'Albert, who was
almost equally well-known as a pianist.
and one night two cowboys in the COM
plete outfit of the plains -slouch hats.
cartridge belts and high-heeled boots with
spurs-rode up to the theater entrance.
The concert was half-over and the box
office closed, but they staggered up to
the window. and one of them said
Say. pardner, we want to see The
Brass Monkey. Is this it "
No" l answered, that's down the
street; but we have something here that's
a hundred times better-the finest music
in the world. -
We'll, We'll take your word for it.
and buy the chips Pass EN- out"
Say, Morrissey." >" exclaimed the house
manager when they had gone in, this
is not the kind of entertainment those
fellows are looking for. They'll be pretty
sore on you when they come out, and as
their kind pretty nearly own this town
when they come in from the ranges.
they're likely to try a little target
4 T.