Bisbee daily review., 1909-02-07

ne mas disembarked to remain at Big Adobe for an indefinite period; and. even if his preipatitic inclinations prompted him to continue his journey. should cautiously but obstinately dissnade him from his course. NJ reasons -.'
 Oh. cutter up n smaller doses, IE,cIposed Stingeree
 You want f in homeopathic tab lc,ds. Then, because excavating IS less arduous here than on tae ridge. and then, too. because il Is twenty seven miles nearer to ready-made box. Sabe? Adios,'
 CHAPTER III.
 Tuberculosis" Watson remained at Big Adobe a week. each day growing weaker, nearer the end
 Each man of the Tumbling Scab Eight took his turn. night and day, sitting becide the sufferer with palm leaf in hand ever ready 10 fan air into lungs. which, at times. seemed unable to inhale
 Then, one morning. when the sun arose above the Chiricahuas lige a blooi red ball of fire, and sent rays of indescribable pink and blue and saffron across to the rugged pima cles of the Dragoons. Watson mo tened Stingeree to come close to the bedside and feebly whispered that he had but a few more days to live, and asked that be might be taken to the railroad and started towards Louis jana where lived his daughter. and where he might beburied beside the gave cf A.s wife.
 To the general surprise of all hands Stiageree desired to go, and So. with the mess-wagon, leade.= hitched to the bed-wagon which. with q tarpauliR stretched ayross the bed. and goodly supply Of blanket5 thereon. made q fairly comfortable litter for the patient, Stingeree start cd for the railroad with his dying charge
 Don't reckon your lungs fesl like calling at baiIe, singing . bunch of dogies to sleep. or even stirring up a discussion regarding the nerve of Graham or Lewis. our candidates for sheriff" remarked Stingeree as the wagon jolted down the canyon towards Sulphur Springs Valley. z rec w.tl a remarkable accuracy and force. due 10 long practice, ejected a mouthfGl of dissolved naturalleaf upon a ho-se-fly that was drilling q hole in Flaxy's loin, and said:
 This air make nls feel like q two year-old. Say. Watson. 10 you know that the healthiest one Of those mil lion and then-sonsa bugs that you nave Port Arthured in your chest there suddenly loses his carnivorous appetite if he is rudely exhaled out into this Arizona atmosphere2 This Coehise County air mixed with Ari- zona sunshine, 90 old Doc. Goodfellow says. is as near hell as a tuberculosis bug can get. Ever been out doctor ing calves for screw-wOTms and run out of dope?"
 As Watson silently rolled his eyes in Q negative manner. Sungeree con tinued We: sort Of gouge out tac worms with q sharp stick and then turn the bleeding hole up to the un- interrupted red hot. rays of this Ari- zona sun The sun sort of searS the wound like a hot iron on a skunk bite, and that same old not Sun would have scared those bleeding. rotting lungs Of yours. Watson. if you'd got here earlier in the game and stayed out of the shade"
 After jogging along in silence for several miles. during which time Stingeree produeed the nal1ings oft en, rolled many and seemed to b. poldering deeply. he again opened the conversation by saying Ever go fishing on the lower Colorado, Wat sou?"
 What the - do know about the Colorado,7 whispered Watson by a Herculian effort that caused him 10 cough. spit blood and gasp for breath.
 Glad 10 note that you've got enough vitality Jeff 10 curse" replied Stngeree, that -exi1alatiOn of pro fanity scattered bugs like bats com ing out of hell and they now lie bleaching inmemoriam on 1he .Ari- zCRa sands like carcasses on tho San simon side after a drought"
 What sort of fish var did you start to spring on me- faintly whis- pered Watson when Stingeree began 10 whistle Bury me not on the Lone Pra'rie.' instead of continuing It's remarks.
 Better cut out those coltish pranks and keep your bug-eaten. mildewed residium horizontal with the tarp before you fall to pieces. I've done illustrated what I started to ten you. which was mainly to empha. size that fact that those Colorado River fish need moisture, and that when you snake one out on the Ari- zona sands beneath a canopy of cloud. less desert sky, like the tuberculosis bug. he's most spontaneously grilled to Q golden brown. Hello, we're in nick' There's the wftOle political roundup vita big Lewis in the lead. | Big Lewis who stood six feet and half without his high-aeeled boots and tipped the scales at 200 without his 4 artillery and ammunition, stepped out from thn shade of the station and clasped the aand of Stingeree in a paw. compared with which. the frnEf foot of siiver-tipped grizzly would i appear as the dainty palm or a Pow 1 crty-Fiat school ma'am- Under fee rressure Of that migaty palm til- 1 Brazilian spark on stingeree's finger sank through the flesh like a scalpel ! in a r'pe carbuncle; and Cir stinge' ree's version of the affair Is without exaggerafion) indeuted notehes in the bone like calf tally scores in son pine stick.
 It was beneath the dignity of T dead-game thoroughbred like Stinge- rec to squeal. but as the tears slowly made creek-beds as they cut their way through the alkali dust cours'ng down his cheeks, he said: Say. Big Ennughi 1 feel sorter sick tO my