The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1911-05-30

mint ARRIVES. Two mare free drinks
warns, he stranger M till his smile
takes Ia everything fur n mile around.
and then lie haps his arms aud goes
on.
IF I'm harmless why do | carry
these guns and knives around with
me: Jest bekase met critter who
wanted TO trade EN- fur my cayuse
and git outer the kentry. and | did it
to obleege him. IL was ME that skpert
Jim Taylor and his gang outer Cow
City. bur never pulled gun to do
It. Jest one yell did the bizness II
one OF EN- had stood ny to me |
should hey run like a Wolf I'm goin
to ri, off one q my yells here purity
soon. but nobody needn't b+ afeared
It's all noise and no sand Ia foier IL
up. Id gin a heap If | was danger
GUS but can't be.
The Town In Shivers.
'"rhats the way Awful Jones kept it
up fur an hour or more, till the town
OF SANDY Bend had shiyers II may
be asked aein whar this court was?
This court replies that he was tendin'
his own bar III the Red Dog saloon
and giyin' the stranger plenty OF rope.
Purity soon II was gineraliy believed
that the time was nigh at hand when
the big man would turn loose. aud one
arter another OF the crowd went into
hidin' till only cowboy was left
asleep in his chair in the Dead Shot
saloon. The big man helped himself
to drink. and then. sfand1D i'll the
door. he yelled a yell which was heard
three miles away and taken fur the
roar OF an avalanche When that yell
echoed and sumbled up and down the
streets rhe bnd men tumbled over each
other to git further away. and this
court don't mind sayin that he felt
a chill go over him. That yell brung
the sleepin' cowboy TO his feet with
a Jump. and arter rubin his eyes and
lookin abott bit he asks OF the
stranger:
"'Who's doin' of this yellin, and
what's the obieck3'
"'lt's me yelin'. and my obieck is to
skeer folks
but I'm tellin' you to stop it.
I'D be glad to obleege but I've got
to keep on yellin fur n hull hour yet
Jim Peters Collars the Terror.
"Felier citizens" said the judge. with
something like frog in his throat. "all
Of us know who that cowboy is and
what he did His name Is Jim Peters.
and he takes that holy terror by the
and hings him IN and shets the door
On him. The terror don't resist no
more'n child. and he hnmbly asks
Jim not 70 hurt him. 1t was Jest as
he said. He was ali brag and bluff,
with no sand, but that yell OF his had
driven 200 of our esteemed citizens to
kiver.
I've got him here before me fur
trial and I'm goin' TO be honest and
admit that | wish he'd got away. I'm
feelin' that our .reputashun has suf-
fered and that we amt lookin' each
other in the face as bold as we orter.
| can't blame the kuss fur maxim the
most of his size and voice. aud | can't
blame any Of you fur not wantin' to
be sent over the divide. 1t seems to
me TO be about an even thing. and I'm
going to decide accordin'ly.
The big terror with his big voice.
VIII be taken out and kicked fur half
an hour by all the Chineymen in town,
and the rest of us will be fined 81
apiece fur thinkin' he was ii devil OF
terror when he was only burned
coyote. Thar's my coin, and want
10 see the rest Of you cum down with
out any fussin. and II the Chineymen
don't kick hard 'nuff wen bring up
three or four mules to do the bizness,
That's all, and this court now stands
adjourned and won't make no record
of this case on the docket--not by a
burned sight