The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1908-10-16
ARIZONA KICKLETs.
Nothing Slow, About Things Out
West.


West.
Mr.. Jim Hansen. alleged Holy Terror
who objected to being lynched in this
town two months ago went off to Mon
tana to have the same thing happen to
him among utter strangers. Lots OF
folk don't know what's good for 'em.
Does that brazen-faced jackass of
Jim Hellso of the Arizona Kicker own
the territory of Arizona body, boots
and soul?" plaintively asks the Blue
Hill Gazette. In order not to disap-
point an esteemed contemporary and
lots of other people we answer that we
do. And what are they going to do
about it?
We feel that an explanation is due
our readers for our supposed bad
craftsmanship last Sunday in shooting
Mr.. James Carnahan in the left heel
Mr.. Carnahan had sent word to us that
he intended to shoot us on sight. We
sauntered into his vision on Cochise
Place, but his courage oozed out a.
his fingers ends and he turned and
fed. We fired at one of his twinkling
heels just as he turned a corner AMI
planted a bullet in it. 1t was fine
shooting. Mr.. James Carnahan' now
says that he has nothing against US.
Blessed De peace.
During the month of August fourteen
thin-skinned subscribers of the Kicker
all living within a radius of fifty miles
of this town. refused their copies of thu
paper at the postoffice for one reason
or another. This. of course, is an in
suit on us. Next week we shall mount
our broncho and pay each man visit.
We shall have our guns with us, and
kaIx ow,1
lively that they want a good excuse
handy. The Kicker is the best thing
of the kind in the known world, and We
want to know why everybody doesn't
think so.
There should be state law in every
state in this union to punish newspa-
pers for lying about their circulation.
AS there is no such law and never will
be, we take advantage of the occasion
to say that the paid circulation of the
Arizona Kicker has now topped the
three million mark and is going ahead
like a scared kangaroo If you want
your advertisements to be read in Eng
land, France. Germany, Russia. China,
Japan, Australia, and so forth, put
them in the Kicker.
There is a heap of kicking fom sub
scribers because the Kicker is keeping
mighty quiet on things political. No
reader can tell whether We support
Taft or Bryan, and we don't mean that
he shall. We are the postmaster of
this town. 1t is good job and a fat
take. We don't mean to lose it by COM
ing out with wild yawp for this or
that candidate. We are running
newspaper but our first duty is toward
Jim Hellso. We can't remember that
the dear people tumbled over them
selves to come forward to our relief
when we first struck this town and had
to sleep. under a wagon on the public
square for twenty nights or so. Oh, no.
Go ahead, gentlemen and elect your
president, but leave US to hold our lit
tie job.
Mr.. Scott Johnson, the hardware
man, went over to Lone Jack the other
day to collect debt long owing to
him. We advised him to take his guns
along, but he thought he could do
it with his mouth. Result; NJ Scott
Johnson returns with bullet in his
shoulder, and his debtor has fed to
Utah. The mouth is a very handy
thing, but the guns beat it every time
We learn that the Hon. Thomas
Curtis denounces ex-Judge Mason as
liar and a swindler, and friends of
both predict an awful tragedy the first
time they meet. UNI AS neither of
the gentlemen referred to could hit
a barn door ten feet away with gun
there can be no tragedy unless they
set out to pull each others noses. They
had better take a nip together and
forgive and forget.
1t never occurred to us that old
Colonel Slayback had any shoot in