The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1907-12-26

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$50 then we all piled out into the
street to see the steers. Sure enough,
there was the barber sitting on the
, crosspece and the steer paving dirt
underneath.
"IIe done made me come a fast
heat from de cohner.' says the barber.
L KEEP hollerln' "Nextr' but he amt
pay no 'tention-he make 1t next fur
me, shuah! Yah. yah. yah! You gents
orter seen me start at de bottom an
slide all de way up dis yer TELEGRAPH
pole,'
zone Of the bull whackers went out
to rope the steers, and Ag gave direc-
tons from the sidewalk. He wasn't
very handy with q RATA, and that's a
fact, but the way Ag lit into him was
scandalous. When he'd missed about
six casts Of his rope, Ag opened up on
him:
"'Put a stamp on 1t and send 1t TO
him by mall said Aggy in his sour
castle way. Address 1t. BAY Steer,
not delivered within ten days. return
to owner. who can use 1t to hang him
self" Blast my hide II couldn't
stand here and throw box car nearer
to the critterl Well, well. well! How
many left hands have you got, any
how? Do it up in a wad and heave it
at him for general results. He might
get tangled In it
ut ratified the bull whacker, having
so much attention drawn to him, and
he stepped on the rope and twisted
himself up in 1t and was flying light
generally.
"'Say,' says Ag, appealing to the
crowd, won't some kind friend who's
fond Of puzzles go down and help that
gentleman do himself?
THAT made the whacker mad. He
was as red in the face as lobster.
"'You come down and show what
you can do says he. You've got gas
enough for balloon ascension, but
that may be all there is to YOU
"'Oh, l amt so much says Aggy,
although I'm as good a man today as
ever was in my life, but have lit
tie friend here who can rope, down
and ride that critter from here to the
brick front in five minutes by the
watch, and IL you've got a twenty-five
dollar bill in your pocket or It's equiv
alent in dust you can observe the ex-
pertinent
"I'll go you. by gosh" says the bull
whacker, slapping his hat on the
ground and digging for his pile.
"'Say, il you're referring to me,
Ag,' l says, it's kind Of q sudden
spring. l amt what you might call in
training. and that steer is full of triple
extract of giant powder
"'G'wanv says Ag. You can do it
and then we're twenty-five ahead
but suppose we lose?'
"Well- 1t won't be such an awful
loss.'
"'Now, you look here, Agamemnon
G. Jones' says l, Il amt going to
stand for putting up summer breeze
agln that feller's good dough. That's
a skin game, to speak it pleasantly
"Then Aggy argues the case with
me, and when Aggy started to argue
you might just as well moo and chase
yourself into the corral, because he'd
get you sure. Why, that man could
sit In the cabin and make roses bloom
right in the middle of the floor. While
he was singing his little song you
could see 'em and smell 'em. He could
talk a snowbank off high divide in
the middle of February. Never see
anybody with such Il medicine tongue,
and in a big man it was all the stran-
ger Now he winds up, AS for cheat
Ing that Teller, you ought to know me
better, Red. Why. I'll give him my
note
$50. anyhow, done II. Up the
street we went, steer bawling and
buck jumping. my hair a-hying and me
keeping that steer underneath me
stead of on top of me, where he'd
ruther be, and after us the whole
town, whoopin', yellin', crackin' Off
six shooters and carryin' on wild.
'Then we had $50 and was as good
as anybody. But It didn't last long.
The tin horns come out after pay day
like hoptoads after rain. 'Twould
puzzle the government at Washington
to know where they hang out in the
meantime. There was one lad had
face on him with about as much ex-
preston as a hotel punkin pie. He
run an arrow game, and he talked
right straight along In voice that had
no more bends In 1t than billiard cue.
"'Here's where you get your three
Tor one any child may do 1t no chance
10 lose make your bets while the ar
row Of fortune swings all gents ac-
commodated In amounts from two bits
to double eagles and bets paid on the
NALL says he.
"'Red,' says Aggy, 4 can double our
pfe right here. Let me have the
money. know this game You'd
hardly believe 1t, but dug up. 'D6u-
bic or quitsY says he to the dealer.
s'Let her CO. says the dealer. The
arrow swung around. Quits says the
dealer and raked in my dough. It was
al over In one second.
Il grabbed Aggy by the shoulder