Daily press. [volume] (Newport News, Va.) 1896-current, 1909-06-13

rat ef the pagan didn't want TO thoT
on the honor we aims TO TX on him.
We conyinces him that II was case
OF public philanthropy. and appoints
seveerial interested citizens 10 sot up
the fust night and see at he smoothes
the creases out of the roads proper.
What had some innooence In persuad-
in him ter accept the honor, mebDe.
were the fac that old man Butterfoot
sot in the doorway with his gun
pinted keerless like In the Chink's
direction.
"Wal, to do the critter justice. he
gin that ere street the greatest comb
In out II had sence the day OF crea-
ton. Their was consid able amoose-
ment when old man Butterfoot. on
guard In the second story Of the Red
Light, let go at Hung absent-minded
like with his gun. but otherwise the
reform move started a success, and
we alls turns In feelin' that we'd give
Il a consid'a able hist ford. The only
mistake we made was In pervidin'
them old he bars on guard with a
tug OF whisky, which the same they
pays more attention to than the street
cleanin' department. and so falls
asleep. leavin' that banjo-faced heath
en- TO run the town.
"'Jim Bowsler what had been set
tim zip with a wilder to Pizen June
ton tracks inter town In the night
KNOWN nuthin' OF the reform wave
what had struck Red Eye and thinkin'
no evil When his broncho see the
Chink craw- tishin over the read. he
bucks and slings Jim through the
glass wiuder OF the Bostin store. wher'
he lands permiscu's on top OF the
Dago that cleans up the place all
spraddled out. Jim never would low
there was a fight. clalmin' Eyetalian
want In his class, but / know year
or so was swep' up the next day. and
II was noticed at Jim wore his SON.
brey mighty low on his head ever
afterwards Materially he didn't favor
the street cleanin' none. and alter a
few more Of the citizens had got dam
aged, one day they grabs Hung. ties
him up. pastes label on him. and
sings him inter the fust freight car
that happened along
81 suppose that kind OF sickened
yousof reformT ! asked the miner.
You'd ha' thanked so, but you
never knowed F'ubsby, What this
yere camp wants sawed onter II wuss
than anything else." SEES he. "is pO-
lice department. Now 1t was strange.
but all them pirates that was hot for
reform refused the job. so at last We
had to fix II on a Eyetalian that was
travelin' round with tame bear. The
Dago had lust got down to stiddy
work when 6ne OF them catymounts
from Pizen junction come ssshytn'
inter town looking for smmoosement
and shoots the post-ofiice winder full
of holes. The police sets out TO hold
him up, a perceedin' which astonishes
the gent ON the broncho a few. But
he RECEIVERS, lets go with the lariat,
humps his pony. and the last seen OF
the police he was blowing a furrow
in the prairie kickin' up dust Ike q
cyclone. Ye'd "a thought things would
have languished alter that. which the
same they done. but on'y for short
|. time. Then Fubsby gets hisself ap-
p'inted justice Of the peace. The fines
he scoops In for carryin' concealed
weepons would ha' run faro bank
open limit When he see that the
town was gettin' SO mawral and dead
broke. he runs of one night with
every critter In the corral. and we
haIn't seen hair, hoof, nor hide of the
varmint sence.
$50 ye see. stranger, this yere
camp is likely to get keerless when
feuer from the yeast tracks In from
not KNOWN what keerds he may have
In his hold out II ye want to play a
winner. I'd lose myself in the horizon
immediate. for they's some disap'inted
pelicans we're that might take It inter
Their heads you was Fubsby In dis
guise. and wings would he yer portion
fore ye could egsplain satisfactory.
Saber
II 'sahed,' and. borrowing a mus
tang from the landlord, never drew
reip until pulled up at Grisby's store
In Pizen Junction"