The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-06-06

Hp" Nln;cse hhd PN1l1 ootuTe Gflt'
icisr."
,"rrsl. taxes his stapI At Cotton.
vo' d'r elbow. the l7riat over his arm
u"icnt raiscs hH hand maxim ready
- throw vt that Cottonwood EGets
n'H fr-v cyc7. rrctcndin' to thipS
W ich Tor pior bottom, ha says.
Noun thow -
".rrtstt sends The r'co rattlin'
1o'g TO- taH' wt,la veal crowds
. "a Tho diro show 's'yt"ofou5'
Ia al We tIrEs en- over. oae
y ono he bottoms shows ono FIVE.
In ac.' bin miro.
! Thar you be- cries Cottonwood,
some cNuItant; t2 on top an nine on
The bottom, the same bcin' 81 | win,
You win says Enricht. an hc
says It like a load is off his mind
Then he raises his hand. mighty i'm.
| pressive One word, Cottonwood. an
Wolfyille is through with you, onless
| by some renooed breaks you reopens
| the same BY first drink time to.mor.
| ~ you line out for Tucson. An don't
you come projectin' round this outfit
no more. onlcgs VIC gives you speshul
leave. Which Id run you out this
evenln', only I'm afraid you'd track
| MP on them fecln' shorthorns, an rec.
commence your outrages.'
| Cottonwood moves for the door
without word, for he's no soch fool
as 10 go tamperin' with his luck by
! givin vent to optimcly or ill-consid.
cred oratory. He's got the sense to
let well enough alone, an don't aim to
go talkin' himsef into new or deeper
holes. When he's gone Enright looks
at Peets a heap puzzled, an asks:
However do you reckon he does
II, Doc?
Poets waves his hand like the play
baflcs him entire, an appeals to Cher.
okne Hall who's been watchln' them
| final proceedn's with a half.grin in
the corners Of his mouth, like he's
amused
| "What is II, Cherokee, that boy
does TO us?' asked Poets. He's had
ms aginst some deadfsll or other, but
what is it?'
! why returns Cherokee. its as
obvious as old John Chisholm's Fence.
| Rail brand. That Cottonwood simply
hands you tho old snap of Top-an' Bot.
tom in new guise An must con.
cede that YOU falls for It like beyy
Of farmers
| Explain. says Enright. who's
sheepish to be took in by a child. You
says Topaz -Bottom,' but YOU don't
| chocolate Yere I am with three dice
in my hand, an Cottonwood says "21." ."
! throws, an it is 81. Now however
does he know?
How does he know repeats
| Cherokee, in smilin' toleration OF En-.
| rights ignorance. He knows, because
| II cant come anything else. II you
was to throw these yere dice a thou.
sand times, IL would every trip come
u, See yere!' an Cherokee takes one
Of the dice between thumb an finger.
When dice is made, they puts the six
| opposite the ace, the doose opposite
the Ave, the four opposite the tray.
'N' ho'Nti WV Nh'g l'll VI "uul
comes up, the top an bottom Of each
counts seven. Savey? Which bein'
troO. throwin three dice hathaway,
the tops an bottoms makes three
seyens-2i.'
In Lnright's face chagrin an
knowledge Is maxim an even struggle
Of il After bit he says, You've re.
counted. Cherokee, certain dice pc.
cooliarities which hitherto evades my
notice, me bein' otherwise engaged
II all shows the wisdom of possessin
professional card.sharp as a yoonit
of the body polite. Still he goes on,
some reproachful, when you sees him
settin this trap, why don't you give
us warnln'?'
Which ! would, returns Cherokee,
II the stakes is of real valyoo. But
you're only playin' for the life of that
! horned toad an ! sees no CALL
ITO think, Doc says Enight, kind
o pensive as we'all go wanderin' back
10 the Red Light--'to think OF me be.
in let in by babe in arms, An yet |
| forctells brilliant Greer for that Cot.
tonwood, That boy ought to be In
congress right now! Barkeep'--mak.
IN sign TO SLACK Jack-tho restora.
! uyes Is on me-