Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1911-02-16

SAME GILA MONSTERS"
pink ella monsters crawling up the
walls Of the same hotel in Canyon
Diablo! A dry-but let that pass.
Whisky straight-andl they're on you.''
Merritt smiled and paid
They lunched in small extension of
the dining room that connected with
the cafe. Merritt dexterously divert
ed his friends choice that lowered
over ham and eggs to a PURGE of eel
cry, salmon outlet, partridge pie
and desirable salad.
con the day." said Greenbrier, griev-
ed and thunderous, "when can't hold
but one drink before eating when 1
meet friend amt seen in eight
years at a two by four table in a
thirty cent town at ! o'clock on the
third day of the week I want nine
bronchos to kick me forty times over a
$40 acre section of land Get them sta
tistics?''
Fright old man, laughed Merritt.
waiter. bring an absinth frappe and
what's yours. Greenbrier?"
Whisky straight mourned Nye
"Out of the neck of bottle you used
to take it. Longy-straight out Of the
neck of bottle on galloping pony
Arizona red eye. not this ab-oh,
what's the use? They're on you.''
Merritt slipped the wine card under
his glass.
"All right. suppose you think I'm
spoiled by the city. I'm as good
Westerner as you are. Greenbrier: but,
somehow, can't make up my mind to
go back out there. New York is COM
forta ble-cOmfortab make a good
living, and I live it. No more wet
blankets and riding herd in snow
storms. and bacon and cold coffee,
and blowouts once in six months for
me. reckon I'll hang out here in
the future. Well take in the theater
TONIGHT. Greenbrier. and after that
we'll dine at
9TH fell you what you are. Merritt"
said Greenbrier, laying one elbow in
his salad and the other in his butter
"You are a concentrated, effete. I'M
conditional, short sleeved. gotch cared
Miss Sally Walker God made you per
pendc,llar and suitable to ride strad-
die and use cuss words in the original
Wherefore yeu have suffered his handi-
work to elapse by removing yourself
to New York and putting on little
shoes tied with strings and making
faces when you talk, I've seen you
rope and tie a steer in forty-two and
a half. If you was to see one now
you'd write to the police commissioner
about it. And these fiapdoodle drinks
that you inoculate your system with.
these little essences of cowslip with
acorns in 'em, and paregoric flip, they
amt anyways in assent with the cordi-
atty of manhood. l hate to see you
this way
'sWell. Greenbrier," said Merritt, with
apology in his tone, Gin a way you are
right. Sometimes l do feel like was
being raised on the bottle. But, i tell
you, New York is cOmfOrta Discomfort
able. There's something about it, the
sights and the crowds. and the way it
changes every day, and the very air
of it, that seems to tie a one mile long
stake rope around mans neck. with
the other end fastened somewhere
about Thirtyfourth street. l don't
know what it is
"God knows said Greenbrier sadly.
"and know. The east has gobbled
you up. You was venison, and now
you're veal. You put me in mind of
a japonica in window. You've been
signed, sealed and diskivered. Re
quiescat in hoe signo. You make me
thirsty
"a green chartreuse here said Mer-
4 rift to the waiter
Whisky straight" sighed Green
brier, 'sand they're on you, you rene
gade of the roundups"
Guilty. with an application for mer-
cy,' said Merritt. You don't know
how it is, Greenbrier. It's. SO COM
Portable here that
Please loan me your smelling salts, 7