The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1905-07-14

Santa Fe train at albuquerque. Tho
reporter made a rafting humorous
narrative of 1t, and I sent a marked
copy OF the paper to my Arm in New
York. They patted me on the back
by return mail for my foxiness, and
voluntarily added 1 per cen to my
commission.
Il got my good jewelry and samples
and money at the Denver express Office
all right, and when 1 had the good
stones plastered all over me again I
felt, pinheaded youth that I was, like a
four-time winner again.
About three days after arriving in
Denver I engaged a horse and buggy
along toward evening and drove out
alone to a road house and general mu-
sic-and-fun resort in the suburbs of the
town. 1t was about tour miles from the
out there, dining and smoking, for sew
eral hours. and it was about IL o'clock
at night when I started to drive back
to the city.
when I had made about half the dis
lance back, the horse going at a good
clip, I saw a man jump from behind a
bend in the road. I couldn't make him
out very well in the starlight, but it
didn't take me two seconds to find out
that he understood the science of stop
ping a horse in full career.
"'Ombrey. I've got you all covered.
n 1 can see in tn dark, SO you don't
want t try t make this no gun play.
for i sure am a-goin' t have them real
glitterers this trip or bust. You kin be
removin' them while I AXE tn bride
off'n tn boss, SO that eff you lick him
up any he'll carry you overheard into
a canyon
The voice rendered me almost
speeches.. 1t was the voice of the chap
who had played California Jack with
nS on tho Santa he fr1{, OVID rtar
ard kept us covered during the
searching business. I la no gun with
me, n If 1 had I guess he'd have filed
the sights off of it and made me eat
1t. So h case was plain. It was I'D to
me to surrender the jewelry.
He Laughed Last.
Well. you've got the bulge was all
I could say, n l began to unhitch the
stufe theg genuine rocks this time, from
my clothes.
We'll, I wouldn't have had no bulge
at all, Johnny the man replied, II you
hadn't shot off your mouth so promiscu-
Gus about tn way you done US. None
Of us knowed but what them trinkets
O. your'n was all right ontil I reads in
a newspaper about tn way you all CUR
gled over gold-brtckin' us. Jack
Ketchum don't stand fir nothin' like
that, Bud, an Jack Ketchum's my nom
oe Plollle, So I speak. L comes up yere
t Denver on tn quiet wen I read that
funny piece o. yourn. intendin' t. shoot
you up some anyhow If I caught a peek
at you, but you all looked SO inherent
an happy Wen I seen you out at that
beer Joint this evenin' that I sort o.
changed my mind bout that end Of It.
Got 'em all ready? All right. Jes' tie
On up in y'r handkerchief an drop 'em
over tn side O. y'r sidebar. You kin
keep y'r loo=e change this trip
did I obey orders? HIM. Yes.
":Now, hands up FIR a minnit,' said
Mr.. Ketchum.
He left the horses head and picked
up the handkerchief with one hand, UNI
tied the knot I had mad in it with his
teeth, and was satisfied with what he
saw. Then he went back to the horses
head, slipped the bride on again, and
gave :.e animal a bat on the side Of the
head with his open hand. The horse
was off like the wind, and I was out
about $4,000 for having initiated that
parrot you've heard of-talked too id
rich.
"Garrulousness died a natural death
f. me from hat hour"