The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1911-11-12

organ from a mail order house. an he sent
the cash TO git it. an he bought r.
There was a stir in the crowd and tall.
elderly man with long nose and reddish
uncbDped beard strobe angrily toward the
stand. This appeared 10 DC Deacon Whip
pie, and there was blood in the deacon's eye.
"Here, you 81 Gooble. lie bawlcd wrath
fully, 'Ewhat d We mean by ruuuin down my
character that way? Concarn We. [ come
twelve miles today a-purpose fer TO pay We
that bill. an here We air a-black kguardin me
afore the hull township. What 'ye''--
Now. deacon swectly cut in Mr. Gooble
- don t YOU 60 an fret yourself-the truth
is moughtv good thing sometimes ef it
does pinch bi. An you might as well
calm down. cause YOU won t have TO fight
nobody to git to pay yore bill; Just step up
here on the platform an Hiram ii take yore
money an be tickled all over to git it.
''Ef there's any more OF you out there
what wants to pay me what YOU owe me,
announced Mr. Gooble TO the crowd. ''icst
walk up here an plank down The mourn,
ers' bench is open fer you all; as long as
the light holds out to burn you know the
rest Of the song. Don't be bashful now
ain t nobody eoin to bite vou!'
While Hiram was writing the deacon $
receipt Mr.. Gooble reached into the box and
brought out another paper, Before unfold.
ing il he glanced behind him. Half dozen
sheepish looking men were climbing the plat.
form steps, pockctbooks in hand. Mr..
Gooble heavcd mighty sigh Of relief; the
scheme was working.
''Tho next gent the docket, he an
nounced. sis Sam Hickey. the hoss trader;
fifty-three dollars fer groceries. 1t shorelv
seems 10 me that after | kept Sam Hickey's
family from starvin TO death fer three
months he ort to be willin to pay fer the
grub. II lest tell yon few things ''--
The threatened disclosures were cat short
bv sudden commotion in the crowd, 4 big
burlv man with wide brimmed white felt
hat pushed far back his pcrspirng fore
head scrambled furiouslv over the people
nearest him in frantic effort to reach the
platform. his big fists doubling and un-
doubling snasmodically as he advanced
You will will vcr!' he clustered
''You II tell q few things, viii yer! y ou
bald headed old peckerwood. / II show YOU
ef vou kin talk about me that way. Lcmn,e
bv. there Git outep the way Lemmc at
him.
This was Mr. Collins s cue, Slipping silent
~ from his seat he Was waiting at the bottom
Of the platform steps when the angry Mr.
Hickey made his tempestuous arrival. Mr..
Collins said nothing at all-hc Just grinned.
Mr., Hickey found his way suddenly barred
by the stocky little pugilist and he put out a
brawnv arm 10 brush the obstruction aside
then he had the surprise OF his life Mr.
Collins positively refused to be brushed; in
stead two solidy bnilt arms, all muscle. shot
out and one of them pinned Mr., Hickey's
right fist fast to his side. the other wrapped
swiftly about Mr., Hickey's left leg and.
with sudden, iarring grunt that gentleman
sat down very hard upon the ground. He
looked mp in shocked surprise. ''Wbo-
WhoP'- he puffed.
'Me;' His opponent grinncd at him
impshIy. II m Kid Collins cull-de cham
pecD middleweight of de United States,
an | eats 'cm alive like vouse Was youso
lookin' fer trouble. cul?''