Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1908-01-14
RI D SAUNDERS.
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for 1000 miles, more or less, as Aggy
had remarked. There he stood. with
his mouth and eyes wide open.
"Id like to have you other gentle
men come up and see our first cleanup,
so you won't think we're running in
windy says Aggy. They wanted to
see bad, as you can imagine. and when
they did see about fifteen pounds Of
gold in the bottom of my old hat they
talked like people that hadn't had
Christian bringing up.
"'Oh, Lordv groans one man. Brig
ham Young and all the prophets of
the Mormon religion. This is my
tenth trip over this line, and me and
Pete Hendricks played a game of
seven up right on the spot where that
gent hit her not over n month ago.
when the stage broke down. Some
body just make guess at the way
feel and give me one small drink.
And he put his hand to his head.
Say, boys he goes on. you don't want
the whole blamed creek, do you? Let
us in"
I1ON > luul, ItllcIS! says AK W
me and White. We said we was agree
able.
"'AlI right in you come. says Aggy.
There amt no hog about our firm.
But as for you,' says he, walking on
his tiptoes up to the driver-'as for you,
you cockeyed whelp. around you go!
Around You gov he hollers. jamming
the end of Moral Suasion into the driv-
er's trap. oh, and won't you go
round. thought says he. Listen to
me. now: if any one of your ancestors
for twenty-four generations had ever
done anything as decent as robbing a
hencoop it would have conferred a
kind of degree of nobility upon him. II
wouldn't be possible to find an ornrieI
cuss than you if man raked all he'll
with fine toothed comb Now. you
stare coated, NANCY, handy legged
miSbegotten. outlaw coyote. fy-fy!
whoops Aggy, jumping four foot in the
air. before I squirt enough lead into
your system to make it a paying jot
to melt you DOWN.
''The stage driver acted according tt
orders. Three wide steps and he wa.
in the wagon, and with one screecl
i like q p'izened bobcat he fairly lifted
| the cayuses over the first ridge. No
body never saw him any more. and no
body wanted to.
so that's the way l hit my stake
| son, just as I'd always eXpected-b.
| not knowing what I was doing an.
part of the time-and now. Their
comes my iron horse coughing up tn
track, I'll write you sure, boy, and yo'
| let old Reddy know what's going on
and on your life don't forget to Civ
it to the lads straight why I sneake'
off on the quieti I've got ten year
older In the last six months. Vel
| here we go quite fresh, and ID
l altogether want to neither. To
late to argue though. By-by, SON"
load up Old Moral Suasion,' as hi
called her, so that the folks could SCI
there was no attempt at deception
They come pretty fairly slow afte
that. At fifty yards, Ag boilers Halt.
The team sat right down on thei
tails.
"'Now, Mr. Snick' umfritz,' says. AZ
gy, you that drives, 1 mean, come her
and read this little sign
Suppose l don't?' says the fellei
trying to be smart before the passen
gers.
Its a horrible superstition say
Aggy, and the innocent will have t
suffer with the guilty. Then he cock
the gun.
"'GOd sakes. Don't shoot" yells on
of the passengers. Man. you ought t
have more sense than to try and pic
him out of a crowd with shotgun
Get down there. you fool, and make
quickr
$50 the driver walked our way an
read. He never said word. l reel
on he realized 1t was the only for