The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1908-04-11
Curing a Toothache.

One of the cleverest old customers we
ever knew was Judge Booth. who lived
on the Bell ranch along the Red river
in the northeastern part of New Mex
leo. One morning out on the range the
Judge rolled out of his blankets with a
jumping toothache, and although he
exhausted all the remedies in camp,
nothing had any effect.
1t was 40 miles to the nearest town,
with the chances against finding q
dentist there, and 1t was finally decided
to appeal to one OF the Texas cowboys
riding herd five miles away. He came
over in response to the message, and
after taking look at the tooth. which
was double one on the upper jaw, he
said: "Jedge, I can shoot that tooth
out as slick as grease If you don't mind
the scar it will leave on yer cheek"
Shoot it out?" shouted thu judge at
the top Of his voice. why. man, you
| must be crazy!'
Well. then. mebbe. 7 kin pick in
it out?a Never" Might possibly
hammer it out with a piece OF iron"
unused the cowboy. And you might
go to Patagonia and beyond" exclaim-
| ed the indignant sufferer.
Yes, that's generally the way with
it out here. but II you don't want the
tooth out. Of course you'll have to
| stand the PAIN
| The cowboy started back to the day
lloIUs out dIIeT q SdllOp OF udlI q ullie
he returned to beckon the other boys
| aside, and said: 1.-THE. 5edge seems to
be purity squar' sort o. man, though
leetel techy. and I'm sorry fur him.
Kin he sit on a hoss?" Some OF the
and them. "Then think can cure
that toothache."
He spent five minutes unfolding the
plot, and then went over to the suf-
| ferer and said: "Jedge, I've come back
n
coward!" "what!'' yelled the Judge.
| as he sprang up from his seat before
! the campfire. "a BOBBY, a coward and
squaw: jedge. and likewise burned
| The Judge jumped for him, but the
! cowboy ran for his horse. There was
| another near at hand with two guns
| in the holsters of the saddle, and the
| Judge sprang aboard and gave chase.
Half a mile out the prairie the two
men began to shoot at each other, and
it was not until the Judge had fired his
! twelfth bullet that the kind-hearted
cowboy rode away and left his enemy
to ride into camp and declare: well,
| by thunder, If that internal toothache
| hasn't stopped so dead still that I feel
| just like singing!"-Denver Field and
Farm.
Novel Method Of Settling Quarrels.
| The ladies of the "Never-Never," sad
| to say. sometimes quarrel-as ladies
will the world over. They have, how
| ever, a peculiarly vigorous and sum-
mary way Of settling their disputes.
On the Fitzroy river and eastern coast
| line long poles are made for the es-
| pecial use of the ladies. To their cred
| it, be 1t said, they always fight fair
which is more than can be said for
females everywhere. Thus, If but one
stick Is available, they take 1t turn
and turn about to strike each other
from above down on the head. which
| is bent to receive the blow. After
| three or four weeks-six Is the maxi
mum which the author has observed
| when real business" is intended-one
| or other of the combatants falls to the
ground, stunned or faint from the loss
| Of blood.-Wide World Magazine
| Served Ingalls, Right.
The late Joseph e. Brown, ex-gover-
nor and senator Of Georgia, was a pom
| derous, platitudinous man, who talked
interminably in the most dreary fash
| lon. One day the late Senator ingalls,,
| Of Kansas, took offense at something
Brown said and replied in a speech
that literally fayed Brown. day or
| two later Brown came back with q
long, involved, wearisome speech, try
ing to reply to ingalls,. After he had
finished Senator Butler Of South Car
DINA, wanting to be nice, said to him:
Brown, that was a good speech"
| ''Well,'' replied Brown complacently,
| ingalls, brought it on himself."-Sat-
urday Evening Post.