The Bon Homme County independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1904-1913, 1905-07-13

Santa Re train at Albuquerque The
reporter made a rattling humorous
narrative Of u, and I sent q marked
copy Of the paper 20 my nrm In New
York. They patted me on the back
S Ts rssu5r sdd.d psr cent to my
II rot my good jeweiry and samples
and money at the Denver express once
all right. and whan I had the good
stones plastered all over me again
felt. pinheaded youth that was. like a
four-time winner again.
Denver / engaged a horse and buggy
along toward evening and drove out
alone TO q road house and general mu-
sic-and-fun resort In the suburbs Of the
town. II was about four miles from the
city a. Denver was In 81. I remained
out there. dining and smoking. for sew
eral hours. and Il was about II o'clock
at night when I started to drive back
to the city.
when had made about half the dis
lance back. the horse going At . good
clip. I saw q man jump from behind
bend I'm the road. ] couldn't make him
out very well I'm the starlight. but it
didn't take me two seconds TO md out
that he understood the science Of stop
ping . horse In full career.
u II
and can see In tn dark. 20 you don't
want e try & make this no gun play,
for sure am a-goin' q have them real
glitterers this trip or bust. You kin be
removin' them while I take tn bride
off'n tn hoss. 10 that ef you lick him
up any he'll carry you overheard Into
n canyon
"The voice rendered me almost
speeches.. IL was the voice OF the chap
who had played California jack with
US on the Santa Fe train. and after
ward kept us covered during the
searching BUSINESS. i had no gun with
me. and II / had guess he'd have fiied
the sights OF OF II and made me eat
IL. SO the case was plain. IL was up TO
RE TO surrender the jewelry.
He Laughed Last.
We'll. you've got the bulge was all
could say, and ! began TO unhitch the
stu~ the genuine rocks this time. from
my clothes.
well. I wouldn't have had no bulge
at all. Johnny the man replied. II you
hadn't shot on your mouth 30 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-brickin' us. Jack
Ketchum don't stand rr nothin' like
that. Bud, an Jack Ketchums my nom
de plume. 80 4 speak. comes up yere
& Denver on tn quiet wen ] read that
funny piece o. yourn. intendin' & shoot
you up some anyhow II caught peek
at you. but you all looked 80 inherent
an happy wen I seen you out at that
beer joint this evenin' that / sort o.
changed my mind bout that end Of 10.
Got 'em all ready7 All right. Jes' tie
I'm up In y'r handkerchief an drop 'em
over tn side o. y'r sidebar. You kin
keep y'r ioo=e change this trip.
did obey orders7 HIN. Yes.
Now, hands up fr n mlnnit.' said
Mr.. Ketchum.
He left the horses head and picked
up the handkerchief with one hand, I'M
tied the knot had made I'm Il 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 q bat on the side OF the
head with his open hand. The horse
was or 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
!. me from that hour"