Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-08-01
XIV.-Continued.

The passing Of the Limited would have
caused sufficient amount OF interest, but
It's stopping was momentous occasion.
The rude platform outside was only a ship
ping point for cattle, not a stopping place
for through or passenger trains. There was
a rush of some of the inmates from the
room, but to a number OF them the game
was at Its vital point, and Pete's lazy call
Of Jacks up quickly chained the attention
of the more eager Of the players.
But to Nick II meant new trade. and his
battered and SCARED face grew into one
ebullient smile as McSorley, the engineer, in
his jumpers with begrimed face and hands
and Dan. the dapper Pullman conductor of
the Overland Limited. entered the saloon
McSorley was hopping his sweating face.
Say Dan. who's the English swells In
the private?' he asked. as he looked back
at the luxuriously fitted car.
The Earl of Kerhll,' Dan answered. as
they veered toward the bar. Been out to
the Yellowstone. The old man let's em
have his private car. Must be the real
thing eh?'
McSorley grunted his approval OF the no.
Bile freight that he was carrying Lets
have drink What's yours. DAM"
They reached the solicitous Nick
"Whatll you have, genrs?"
"A bottle Of beer for me. Mac" Dan an
swered his companions question. Then.
with English tips still a pleasant memory,
he added, But this is on me-
Nick began opening a bottle OF beer and
It's foaming contents were soon filling the
glasses. AS he served he inquired: Whats
up gents? 'Tain't often the Overland Linz
tied honors Maverick with callr'
''Washout down the road" was McSor-
ley's laconic reply. as the cool liquid Slid
down his parched throat.
staying long, Nick again asked, with
visions of many strangers visiting his bar.
Dan was surveying the place with an I'M
sympathetic eye
Not longer than we can help. you bet, -
he answered. Expecting orders to move
every minute
PITY; Mavericks worth SEEM. Who's in
the parlor carr"
English people-Earl of Kerhin and
party" Dan replied. Then he moved down
the bar with McSorley. both carrying their
half-consumed beer.
A southern cow-puncher. Pete. who had
gone from ranch to ranoh finding life too
hard at each. leaned back on his stool until
Through the windows he could see Shorty,
one of Jim Carston's men. coming along in
animated conversation with several other
men of the Englishmans ranch.
In my opinion the calm serenity of this
here metropolis is about to be tore wide
OPEN nudge from Punk the Chinaman,
made him go on with the shnhling.
How many, parson?" Pete quer'ed.
The cadaverous face of the parson, with
its highly colored nose, showing the cause
of his cloths disgrace, turned to him.
Prayed and seedy as he was, he bore the
imprint of a gentleman.
Dearly beloved brethren, three"
Again Punk nudged the others, who were
inclined to become too talkative. They be-
gan indicating the number of cards desired
with their fingers. while the converse ton
talr La, 81. -
watched Pete's hand.
Cash Hawkins Is in town." Pete gave
the news as though 1t were Of moment.
They all knew what Cashs visits usually
meant An ominous whistle followed. They
all looked at Nick.
bad medicine is this same Mr. Hawkins,
particularly when he has his gun wild him.
Bedad, the Humanity could spare him a
whole lot without missing him. Nick vol
unteered. -
eff they provoke unto wrath Brother
Carstons outfit. my Christian friend, there
will be some useful citizens removed from
as a remnant of his earlier days. He rec
ognized in him one of his own class.
And who the devil is Jim Carston?" Nick
asked.
Jim Carston? Never seen Jim? Oh. yes;
you must have. although Jim don't frequent
emporiums much. Why. Jim's the English
cowboy. First he had place about hun
dred miles from here But he's bought
Bull Cowan's herd. Bull stuck him-stuck
him good" Pete lazily informed the crowd
"Surer said Nick. That's why English
men was invented More power to EN-
Amen hiccoughed the parson, whose
drinks by this time had been numerous
The prosperity OF our beloved country
would go plumb to Gehenna il an all-wise
Providence did not enable us to sell ar
Engishman a mine or a ranch or two now
and again"
Say Nick asked. seriously, "the Eng
lshman amt a-goin' up agin Cash, is he
now"
Il call you, parson," Pete calmly COM
manded. and then raked in the pot When
the smoke has cleared away l will venture
an opinion as to who has gone agin who, "
he resumed. he pocketed the money
Jim and his outfit is here to ship some
Chicaqn seed them all through