Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1907-10-04

the man entered tne OOOr ne cdSI tHose
eyes about in a quick, rowing glance
that took everything in at the one
flash, including me, the kid on the sacks
Of bran. I caught his eye, and shranb
from the immense penetration Of that
quick gaze, not because the eyes were
essentially wicked, but because Of the
limpaling penetration Of them.
jeff Brunstetter, the storekeeper
who was casting up some accounts be-
hind a partition at the rear, came out
when he heard the entering footsteps
Of the striking visitor. The black-eyed
man nodded when he saw JEFF stand
Ing there at the bar. Brunstetter look
ed like something transfixed.
"You damned fool!' he said to the
man who'd just come in, and I can re-
call how I said to myself that jeff must
be a mighty brave man to call such a
looking man as the visitor such name
as that. Haven't you got any sense
at all?'
"The black bearded man smiled, and
1t was a rather winning smile at that,
and one that reassured me, for I was
still quivering a bit under the baleful-
ness of the quick and stabbing glance
the man had given me upon entering.
1T wasn't until / was a man grown
that JEFF Brunstetter told me about
what happened at the meeting, the last
time he ever saw Jesse James. The
two had been brought up together in
Missouri, and James trusted Brun-
stetter implicitly.
"They walked to the room back of
the store James told JEFF that he was
passing through on his way back to
his plant in st. Joe, where his wife
was, and had decided to dig up JEFF,
whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
From my position on the sack Of bran,
/ heard Brunstetter expostulating with
the visitor. though I didn't catch the
words.
Jeff was really putting 1t into James
for taking such a daring chance as
walking around the edge Of Leaven-
worth when there were lot Of fellows
about In the district who might rec
ognize him from having been by when
James was putting over bank and train
and other bold robberies in and around
Leavenworth. Then James said:
They're going to get me. Not the
posse people, but somebody. I don't
know who. But I've got feeling, had
1t for months. that I'm near the cash
in. Glad to look you over again. You
gave me a good licking when we were
young 'uns, and I've always liked you
for 1t. Here's something to keep, II
you want it, and the outlaw tucked
a hand beneath his linen duster at the
belt line, pulled a cartridge from his
stuffed leather belt and handed 1t over
to Brunstetter. so long. 1t won't be
long before you'll be hearing that
somebody has got me-
"Brunstetter pooh-poohed all that
and advised James to try to reach the
west coast and make Australia, where
he could begin over again on the level
with the bank roll that he had put
away. James shook his head over the
suggestion and, with grip Of Jeffs
hand, stroiled rearelessly out.
"As he passed me he reached out a
hand and gave me a pat on the head.
At the same time he caught sight Of
the title at the top Of the dime novel
To of
Blue Cut or something Of that sort.
His jaw frightened when he'd read
the title and then he shook his head
and sort Of smiled grimly, and out he
passed, swishing his riding whip. He
mounted big thoroughbred sorrel that
was standing without tying across the
street and rode away.
Something less than month after
that my mother took my brother and
myself up to st. Joe to spend a couple
Of days with a sister, who was attend
ing a girls seminary at that place.
Ford killed Jesse James in the latter's
home on the day after we arrived in
st. Joe.
1.-The dead outlaw was laid out In a
sort Of state in his home, and all Of the
population of st. Joe were allowed to
pass by his bier. got my ears box
ed by my good mother, when I suggest
ed to her that wanted to go to the
James house to see the dead outlaw.
But l went all the same. And for the
second time 1 had the peculiar expe-
rience Of recognizing, in death, a cele-
brated bandit, whom 1 had seen and
been touched by only little while be-
fore when he was in life.-Exchange.