Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1907-10-31

INFLOW did come to get myself
AI disliked down at the Chants
I'LL Seecheei Well, I'll tell you.'
! o said Reddy, the COW puncher
'srhe play came up like this. First
I they made the Chanta Seechee into q
stock company; then the stock com.
pany put ali their brains tn one think,
and says they, 'weii make this, man
Jones superintendent and the ranch
70 all right, at once, So out comes
Iopes ttcm Boston, Mass, apd what
b didn't know about running q ranch
was common talk In the country, but
what he knew about running a ranch
was too much for one man to carry
around. He wasn't bad hearted fel,
Ter in some ways, yet on the whole he
felt 1t was an honor to a looking glass
to have the pleasure of rejecting him.
Looking glass? l should lay he had!
And a bureau and bootblacking jig.
ger and a feather bed and curtains
and truck In his room. Strange fellers
used to open their eyes when they saw
that room 'Hello-o-o" they'd say,
Whose little birdie have we herep
Ard other remarks that hurt our feel.
ings considerable. Jonesy, he said the
fellers were a rank lot Of barbarians.
h. said it to old Neighbor Cases face,
and he and the old nah came together
like a pair of hens, for Jonesy had
sand In spite Of his faults That was
a fight worth travelling to see. They
covered at least an acre of ground;
they tore the air with upper swats and
cross swipes; they hoilered, they jump
ed and they pitched, and when the diff
ficulty was adjusted We found that
Jonesy's coat was painfully tipped up
the back and Neighbor Case had lost
his false teeth. One crowd Of fellers
patted Jones on the back and said,
Never mind your coat, old horse:
you've licked a man twice your age
and the other comforted Neighbor, say
Ing, Never mind, Case, you can ease
your mind by thinking how you headed
up that rooster and he fifty pounds
lighter than you
"Jonesy put on airs after that. He
felt he was hard citizen And then
he had the misfortune to speak harsh
ly to Arizona jenkins when Old Dry
Belt was in liquor. Then he got roped
and dragged through the slough. He
cried like a baby while helped him
scrape the mud or, but not because
he was scared! No, siri That little
runt was full of blood and murder.
"'You mark me now, Red says he,
the tears making bad land water
courses through the mud on his
checks. 4 shall fire upon that man
the frst time I see him. win you
lend me your revolver
Lord, Jones, see here says I.
Don't you go making any such billy
goat play as that. Keep his wages
until he apologies. Put something
harmful in his grub; but as you have
respect for the Almighty's handiwork
as represented by your person, don't
pull gun on Arizona Jenkins. That's
the one thing he won't take from no
body
"'D-d-darn him. snivels Jonesy. i
amt afraid o-o-of him and the
strange fact is that he, wasn't. Well,
I saw he was in such a taking that
he might do something foolish and get
hurt, so goes to Arizona, and says |,
You ought to apologize to Jones'
What Zony replied amt worth repeat
ing. And you along with him., he
winds up.
"'Now, amt that childish | says.
"A six footer like you that can shoot
straight with either hand and yet amt
got generosity enough to ease the feel
ings of a poor little devil that's fair
busting with shamev
swell, what did he want to tell me
to shut up my mouth forY cried Old
Dry Belt Men have died of less than
that
saw, shucks, Zony.' says. "A
great big man like you oughtn't to
come down on little cuss who's all
thumb hand side and left feet
"That be bowed says he, only he
,aays Il different I'd, like to know
what business such Z sawed. on has
q come and tell fun grown man