The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1913-08-14

Titan. the body of whisky barrel
rolling ludicrously on the tiny limbs
OF bug. presented so startling sigh
that even Hot Joy, appearing around
the corner. cackled shrilly. His laugh
ter rose to shrek of dismay, how
ever, as the little man made at him
with the rush and roar of cannon
| ball. In Bailey's amazed eyes he
seemed to bounce galvanically. land
ing on Joys back with such vicious
suddenness that the breath fed from
| him In squawk of terror. Then.
seizing his cue. he kicked and bella
bored the PROSTATE Celestial In fever
ish silence. He desisted and rolled
across the porch to Bailey. Staring
truculently up at the landlord, he
spoke for the first time
WAS right in supposing that some
thing amused YEP
"No, sir: | reckon you're mistaken.
| amt observed anything frivolous
yet"
"Glad of it," said the little man. II
don't like Teller to hog joke all by
himself. Some of the Bar Y boys
took 10 absorbing humor out OF my
shape when | first went to work. but
they're sort of educated out of ii now
got an eye from one and a finger off
Of another The last one donated
ear"
Bailey readily conceived this man as
a bad antagonist. for the heavy corded
neck had split buttons from the blue
shirt. and he glimpsed chest hairy
and round as IA drum. while the brown
arms showed knotty and hardened
Lets liquor. he said and led the
way into the big. low room serving as
bar. dining and living room. From
the rear came vicious Gatherings and
of pots. mingled with orien-
tai lamentations. indicating an aching
body rather than chastened spirit.
Don't see We often ne continued. |
with touch Of implied curiosity.
mo. the old man don't femme get
away much. He knows that dwelling
lose to the ground. as do. | pine for
spiritual elevation" with a melting
glance at the bottles behind the bar.
ioing much to explain the size OF his
irst drink.
Like 1t. do ye?' questioned Bailey,
Indicating the shelf.
''Well. not exactly. Booze is like air
Il need it. 1t makes new man out
4 me and usually ends by getting both
ne and the new one laid off"
Didn't hear nothing of the wedding
yer at Los Huecos. did ye?"
mo. Whose wedding?"
"Ross Turney. the new sheriff"
"Ye don't say. Him that's been
lected on purpose TO round up the
'remper gang. hey? Who's his an
igonist?"
"Old man Miller's gal. He's cele-
rating bis election by getting spliced.
been expecting OF em across this
'ay tonight, but ! guess they took
he Black Butte trail. Ye heard what
e said. didn't We: Claims that in
de Of ninety days he'll rid the coun-
Z of the Trempers and give the re-
ard TO his wife for bridal present.
i've thousand dollars on EN-. We
now" Bailey grinned evilly and
,ntinued: SAY. Marsh Tremper II
de up TO his house some night and
AXE him eat his own gun in front Of
IS bride. see If he don't. Then there'll
: cause for an inquest aud an cleo :
on" He spoke with what struck
Ie teamster as unnecessary heat.
"Dulno." said the other. "Turney's
brash young feller. hear. but he's
Tine. 'Tain't any of my business,
Tough. and | don't want none of his !
,ntrac'. I'm violently addicted TO I
aace and quiet. | am. Guess I'll I'M ?
tch" c
AS the saddened Joy lit candles in =
lie front room there came the rattle :
wheels without. and blackboard Il
opped In the bar of light from the .
Dor. Baileys anxiety was replaced
' mask of listless surprise as the a
,ice of Ross Turney called to him: 0
Hello. there. Bailey. Are we in {
me for supper? If not. I'll start an b
surrection with that Boxer of yours.
e's got TO turn our the snortingest T
upper of the season tonight 1t isn't
yery day your shack is honored by n