The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-04-05
MAGAZINE SECTION.
Some Further Adventures
Of Shorty McCabe :: :: ::

he began to take an inventory OF
things in general, kind of slow and
dignified. He looks at the broken glass
on the car carpet. at the chairs turned
bottom up, at me in my hard-work
costume, and at his own rig.
Really, you know, really-I-I
don't quite understand" says ne.
'Where-what-'
"Oh. you're ahead" says I. Il
wouldn't swear to the score; but it's
your Odds
/ This didn't seem TO satisfy him.
though. He kept on lOokin' around, as
though he'd lost something. l guessed
he was hunting for that blasted cane.
/ See here says l. You get the de
clslon, and there amt gOin TO be
/ any encore. I've retired. I've
/ had enough of that game to last me
until I'm as old as you are. which won't
! be for two or three seasons on. II
you're dead anxious for more. you wait
until Mr.. Gordon comes back, and chal-
lenge him He's a sport"
But Sir Peter seemed TO be clear off
the alley. My good man. says he.
IL don't follow you at all. Will you
please tell me where l ann"
Now say, how was l to know where
he thought he was2 What was the
name of that place-Briskett Arms? I
don't want to chance il.
| This is the same old stand" saws
| /, right where you started an hour
ago"
But" says he-'but Lord winches-
| ter?''
He's due on the next trolley" says
l. Had TO stop off at the gun-factOry,
you know"
Ever try to tear off d lot of extern
| poraneous lies. twenty to the minute?
! It's no pipe. Worse than being on the
/ stand frd
couldn't even refuse TO answer on ad-
vice of counsel. and in no time at all
he had me twisted up into a bow
knot.
Young man." says ne. 4 think
| you're preyaricating."
I'm dom me best" says 1; but let's
cut that out. Praps you'd feel better
il you wore the bucket a WHILE
Bucket" says he And I'll be put
on the buzzer if he didn't throw the
bluff that he'd never had the thing on
his head
"Oh, WELL" says I. you've got a
right to lie some if you want to. It's
your turn, anyway. But let me swab
you off a little"
He didn't kick on that, and was
gettin' busy with warm water and tow
els when the door opens, and I'm drifts
Mr.. Gordon with three well-fed gents
behind him.
Great cats"' says he, THROWN up
both hands. Shorty, what in bIazes
has happenedF
'NOthin' much, says l. We've been
playin' a little shiny
Shiny says he, just as though it
was something I'd invented.
Sure" says I. And Sir Peter won
out. As a Skinny player he's a bird"
Then the three other ducks swarms
in, and the way they pOwwoWs around
there for few minutes was enough 10
make a curtain scene for a Third ave-
nue. melodrama.
Mr.. Gordon Gained 'em down though,
after bit. and then l got a chance I
was d little riled by that time, / guess.
I offered to tie pillows on both hands
land take 'em all three at once, kickin'
allowed.
"Oh, come, Shorty" says Mr.. Cor
don. These gentlemen have been
little hasty. They don't understand,
and they're great friends of Sir Peter.
This is the British ambassador, Lord
Winchester, and these are his two sec
retaries. Now, what about this shin
N.Y."
1T was a stem-Wnder," says l. Sir
Peter was off side most of the time;
but l don't carry no crouch for that"
Then I told 'em how I'd done il to
keep him off the tracks. and how he
got so warmed up he couldn't stop until
he ran out of steam. They were polite
enough after that. We shook hands all
around, and | went in and resurracted
Danvers. and they got Sir Peter fixed
up so that he was fit to go in a cab,
and the whole bunch clears out.
| In about an hour Mr. Gordon comes
r.. back. He wears one of the wOn't-cOme-
off kind, and steps like he was feelin'
good all over. Professor" says ne.
you needn't be surprised at getting
a medal of honor from the British gov
eminent. You seem to have cured Sir
Peter of the bucket habit"
Were quits, then" says l. Hes
cured me of wanting to play shiny.
Say, did you find out who the old
snoozer was. anyway"
THE old snOO1er," says he lis the
crack financial expert of England. and
q big gun generally. He'd been over
here looking into our railroads, and
, when he gets back he's to make a re-
port that will be accepted as law and
gospel in every capital of Europe It
was while he was working on that job
that his brain took a vacation: and
it was your Skinny game, the doctors
say, that saved him from the insane
asylum. You seem to have brought
him back to his senses"
He's welcome says [: but I wish
the British government would ante I'D
a bottle of SPAWN cure. Look at that
shin"
Wen make 'em pay for that shin"
says he, with a kind of its-coming-
to-us grin. And by the way. Shorty.
those few after-dinner remarks that
Sir Peter made about his report-you
could forget about hearing EN-, couldn't
you?"
Il can forget everything but the
! bucket" says l.
Good says Mr.. Gordon. Tit is
a private matter for a while
We took a hanson ride around town
, until the noon limited was ready to
!, pull out. Never saw car ride do a
man so much good as that one back to
! New York seemed to do Mr.. Gordon
He was as pleased with himself as il
, he was red apple on the top branch
1t was couple of weeks too before
knew why. He let it out one day
/ after we'd had our little five-o clock
tea with the gloves. Seems that hear
ing Sir Peter tell what he was goin'