The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1906-05-27
VIcTIM KNEW THE
v TIME TO STOP.
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luss N . Good clttssn IN
the Stranger

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sight huurs. hff anNNuNeei he infentlnH
~ staying e~effuaHsntly \ w. slHuii RuBi
an orrflna ihss ahtef him
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tow tsHtsi iue ntsss,t
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N" lHnsilHfd 10 onfenfedly Y aa't him
a,fnepn ihe that, myaHlf, an 'peHVri
like ha fidnt khpw HE pwH self Tor sife
Ne ftpilcsI ovsr " Spmc an ihen aid he
f%crAonvi he'd ruiher have @%,fneptn' ~ .
spNeiaiive arFt
'wen said lake wlnierboi,om, so,iine
ipwn HE en,,iy slmsa 9Th apparent ~.
ere,, \ rerkon II he's lpohin' ~ g opeuin'
~ u spsriauve charaetef h. couldn',
b. ~ be'ter'n ~ drip IN ~ ufeenhut's
place an open q jachput ~ two
Tho landlords diseontent dsrpenel
''pears Ihe mast o. tho profitable things
Tia, comes ~ town gets a,esrrd aver ~
Orernhut'a. You felcrs too hshln' fr
suckers an dumpa EN- all In old man
Oreenhut's me-, An mostly you hshes
In my pond. n there's arc more ftoatin'
capitalists ropei In round my premises,
an lcI away like lambs Ia the slaughter
hotise. | stand In. Savey3'
An how n II don't Ro'' asked Winter
bottom.
IL II don't co. answered the landlord
slowly and emphatically, there's ways o.
putin people wise"
Winterbottom opened hia mouth ~ II
TO speak hotly, but sheriff Bassett stepped
on his toe at the instant and himself made
answer.
''Tain't good medicine fr two citizens
Of n town like this TO have no hard feelin's,"
he said. "Mebbe there might be some
arrangement. I'll speak TO Greenhut.
'rain't al'ays 7 he's reasonable about such
things. but I'll make him seei IL, an I guaran-
toe you a fair p'centage in the game"
"Oh, well, joe said the landlord, any
thin you'll stand for goes, I reckon. an
if"
just then Mr.. Peters himself came into
the barroon, and the landlord, with rare
presence Of mind, finished his sentence un-
expectedly.
"you say you're goin' to tand fr a
III " NIIllhEr L tSthoh ltht ~ puNo w
go. too"
Mr.. Bassett grinned. He was not with
out a sense of humor. Looking around
he saw Mr.. Peters looking at him and
cordially invited him to join.
P. p. Peters was different from n man
that Arkansas City was accustomed to.
His clothing was 10 very baggy that the
outlines Of his form were not displayed.
Moreover, the cloth OF which it was
fashioned was patterned in such a pre-
posterous plaid as to confuse the eye Of
the beholder, and the cloth cap he wore
was so entirely shapeless as to rob his head
Of any appearance Of dignity it might have
had if he had bee uncovered.
His face was old in expression, but so
smooth az to seem innocent of contact with
a razor, and 50 fresh in coloring as to look
boyish. His hair was straw colored and his
eyes were bright blue, and he spoke with
u lisp.
He was rather understood, and his hands
and feet were small, but there was a sort
Of grace in his slow movements that seemed
to indicate the possibility Of quick move
ments on occasions.
What Arkansas City could not be e1-
pected to know was that Mr.. Peters was
an athlete who had just been graduated from
a Northern university, and who, possessed
of an ample fortune. was travelling to study
places and people in his own country before
lie should go abroad.
Peters did the most Of the talking. He
was easily led, however, to admit his fond
ness for sport n when he learned that
the game of draw poker was a favorite local
pastime he promptly vowed his own fond
ness for the game. Accordingly it was
arranged without difficulty that a card party
should be gwen that night in old man Green
back room.
Il ain t no gre't hand to encourage plum
derin' babes an s,icklin's," said the old man,
after he had a good look at the stranger, |
~for there is times when they'll turn and
grind you like they was roarin' lions. Pears
like this here Peters was too easy lookin',
which his name may he Peters, but you
may drop me in the river il it's Peregrine p.
stands to reason there couldn't be two
such fools as he looks, in the same family, |
an il his old man give him that name he
must ha' been in some sort Of asylum"
Their were five players in the card room
while the old man, Greenhut, was grumbling
his discomfort. Bassett and Winterbottom
induced jim Waters and Sam Pea rsall
70 join, not feeling that they required az
in their enterprise, but beca use
said he would not play with less than
i've in.
Mr.. Peters acknowledged that he had
oa yed consider bly,, but he asked several
curious questions, explaining that he had
up against local rules in different parts
IF the country, and once or twice had suf-
erred thereby,
Among other things, he asked hat Ia bic
stakes meant, and Jake Winterbottom
aid: We'll, you can't bet no more'n you
IA We on the Ia bic afore the cards Ia dealt,
IN you or alays have a show FIR what