The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1910-11-27

E222OMSy At all events, it began
with the coming of the Flint twins to
Discord, Arizona, where we two and
others had already foregathered.
Discord isn't poetic, even to look
back upon. 1t was close to the Mexi-
can border where I've always noted
human morals to sicken. Then there
wasn't enough women about to keep
us bright; in a word too much nose
paint, too little hair-dye. Discord
was sort of Potter's field for human
hopes.
The F1ints came to town in a
modest sort of hand-in-hand fashion.
twas just few days after Mary Give
settled down to make buns, pies,
gingerbread and coffee-cake. She
was young. delectable as her cookies,
and Discord treasured her from the
start. She could have made living
in mud-pies. The Flints were
medium sized men, quick, small
. footed, slope shouldered and low
voiced. They seemed conditioned
and sophisticated, but my good friend,
Didsey Leeds. remarked:
1--WE always been dead-set against
splittin' human packages into twins.
The ANIMALS of mankind prove that
there amt more than enough virtues
shelled out per nativity. Look at
Abe Lincoln now! There's my style
of man in all respects. but suppose
he'd had to divvy the cristnin' facilita-
tions with an Ike!"
Now you take them twins, Steve
and Martini" Didsey went on, roll
EN- together and bile 'em down to a
lightweight figure, and you'd have one
pretty good gent, not world-whipper,
but good average male mammal"
But what's the matter with 'em
now, Didsey?" / inquired. They're
decent so far, graceful with their
likker and carry same genial--as be-
comes strangers
"There you are-that's just it," Didsey
claimed with victorious spirit.
WHAT"
You don't say he You don't say
lis here Mart or This here Steve stacks
Up into pretty good gent but they'll"
Didsey has convincing way. Not
for month or so were any of us able to tell
the twins apart, and they didn't help great
deal in the matter Of Distinguishing garments.
They weren't alike inside, however. Ipres-
entity began 10 develop the case this way: if
rither Of the Flints said anything with point
nd delicacy, it was Steve; if either tarried
,ng at Biltong's bar during working hours,
it was Steve; if only one was working the
claim at any time, it wasn't Steve; if either
Countenance lit up like dance-hall-it
wasn't Martins. Close familiarity with a
pair of true-hatched honey-bees will finally
enable you to tell them apart; so it was with
the brothers. Say, four months, and every
body in the settlement understood that Steve
was the luxury and Martin the substance.
Of the latter's love for his weaker, flasher
half-well. opinion is still divided in Dis
cord, some holding it godly and some insane.
Martin early showed town-spirit, pre-
serving comeliness about his cabin and an
unobtrusive but seemingly sincere interest
in the luck of all men. AS natural family
man as ever knew, he was-even habits, a
hard worker, a man who loved the cabin
doorway and approach clean and Towering
Just the quiet type of human value that
would rejoice the heart of fine woman for
half century. -.
A busy night at Biltong's, six months after
the twins set up in Discord. .. Steve had
been packing Biltong's hell-seepage in two
ounce jolts, since the staring day broke over
the eastern fringe. Moreover, he had been
gaining momentum in this sort of thing for
several days, while Martin worked the claim;
so that now he carried burden like a house
boat on a burro. His fundamentally
ripping and tluent-had lost its melody. 1t
would have made the reputation Of villain
on the boards-hard as parrot tone, that
laugh. 1t made me think Of disks of metal
humping down steel stairs. There
was look in his eye, too, Of man whose
soul has been fumed out for the nonce, and
whose body doesn't care. Steve had shown
quite formidable class for treatments at Bill
tong's, but nothing like this, heretofore.
Martin entered in mid-evening, stepped up
to his brother and talked low, rather sug-
costing than pleading.
The answer silenced the bar-room-apen-
etrating poison in words. 1t burned and
burned in mems minds, without destroying
itself. =
Don't mind what he says now, fellers,
Martin begged, turning to US. His face was