Bisbee daily review., 1913-12-30

A them twelve apostles for uncles7 Dye know what glory is7 Wall. suppose it mostly consists Of being young.
 Time I speak of, our outfit hat turned over three thousand head o long-horns to the Circle S and rode right into Abilene. Thar we was tS take the train for our home ranct down south. and l hoped to get baci to my dog pup Rockyfeller. And vel I'd never before been on a railroad and dreaded the boys would find ou how scared l was of trains.
 l lit in Abilene with blush, ana just stood rooted while a guy selling gold watches reads my name grayet on the saddle, and then addresses mt as Mister Smith. Old Pieface, scared for my morals. did kick this persor sudden and severe. but all the same that Mister went to my head
 The smell of indoors made my stom ach flop right over while we ranged up brave at the bar for first drink The raw rye felt like flames, though the preserved cherry afioat in it tasted familiar, like soap. At the same time the sight of a gambling layout made my pocket twitch, and I'd an inward conviction telling me this place ainh good for kids. It's the foreman sem me of with a message.
 I rolled my tail. and curved of witt Tiger 10 take in the sights of the town He shied heaps. and it's curious tc think why he objected to sign-boards awnings, lamp-posts, eTen to a harm less person lying drunk. Then a rail road engine snorted in our face. SC Tiger and me was plumb stampedec up a little side street It's thar thai he bucks for all he's worth, because of a kneeling man with a straw hal and a punctured soul, praying abun dant. Of course this penitent turned round to enjoy the bucking match and sure reveals the face of my olt friend, Bull Durham. We hadn't met for years, so as soon as Tiger was tired, Bull owned to finding the Lord and being stony busted, ask if l was saved. seen he'd got 'em bad. anc shared my ysd of money level witE him. So we had cigars, a pound oi chocolate creams, an oyster stew, and he bought bottle of patent medicine for his liver. We shared that, and went on. he walking by my stirrup tc the revival meetings.
 ! This revival was happening at 8 barn, so I rode in. Tiger, you see. ' needed religion bad, and when people ! tried to turn him out, he kicked them ! You should just have heard what the preacher told the Lord about me. and all the congregation groaned at me . being so young and fair, with silver harness. and the hottest prospects | just as Pieface always said when l was late for breakfast.
 They had a great big wooden cross upon the dais, and somehow, I dunno why, that made me feel ashamed. A girl in a white dress was singing ! Rock of Ages"-oh, most beautiful, her arms thrown round the cross, the suu-bright hair about her like a glory ! The sight of girls went to my head like liquor, and this one was surely ! good with her sun-bright hair, her ! cheeks flushed cause I stared, her l sulky lips rebuking when I throwed a kiss. her yellow.brown eyes Oh, had I really washed behind ny ears? Suppose I'd got high-wate' marks! Was my hands- whipped ! off my gloves to inquire That's what's the matter, sure. Got to make good before bein' introduced. Got to get a move on Tiger. I swung, spurred 1 with one spring through the doors, l yelled "Iniuns" and stampeded, scat l terin' gravel ard panic through Abi- lene l just went like one man for our cook wagon down by the railroad corrals
 Now, for all the shaving-glass could see, ] was nice an clean, but then that mirror has small views, and I'm not taking risks. but stripped and ! scrubbed all over. The place was so durned public I blushed from nose to heels till was dressed again, shining ny hair and boots. Then l procured an extra special, cherry-red, silk scarf out of the wrangleT's kit.
 Some of our boys made friendly signs as passed on my way back. and fired few shots after me for luck. but I'd no time to play. joined the revival meeting just as the hat came round, 20 penitent sinners making , for the door, came back to stay and I pay because of Tiger. I gave Bull ten dollars to hand to the hat, only he passed it into his own pocket. He seemed annoyed, too, saying, Waste not. want not" Then he explained how the fre-escape only paid Miss FL lis fifty dollars day. whereas he was making hundreds.
 ! Just then she passed. and I got in- troduced Say. Polly" says Bull. here's Sailor Jesse wants to get ac- 1 quainted."
 She stopped, sort of impatient for supper. and velvetsoft her voice, full of contempt.
 Another damned suppllant7" she asked. and Bull was holding light for her cigarette. "Is 1t saved7" she added.
 I couldn't speak. I wanted to tell her how despised all the religion [ .a.. Ff raa1n n fha