The Washington herald., 1914-09-06
ARIZONA KICKLETS
Name of Giveadam Gulch Won't Be Chansed

Our esteemed contemporary says in his
last issue that he will shoot US on sight.
He will have to do IL with a club. then.
as Re can't tell one end Of a gun from
the other.
We learn that Roaring River Jack,
formerly a resident OF this town. was
shot in a row in Utah last week. We are
disappointed We always predicted he
would be hung.
II may have been US who killed Col
Jackson's old mule on the street wednes-
day evening As we were coming home
at Midnight something or somebody
kicked US from out OF the darkness, ard
We let go with six bullets. The colonel
should keep his mules Penned up.
II is currently reported on the street
that old Jim Hewson was devoured by a
bear OF Bill Williams Mountain last Sun
day. That bear won't see another well
day for six months to come. Jim was
tougher than pounded glass.
The Eagle restaurant put on table
rapkins the other day for an experiment.
and during the shooting which followed
Mr.. Timer. the proprietor, received a
bullet in the shoulder. He will let well
enough alone after this.
\ baad Of searchers were out yesterday
looking for the remains OF Joe BabcOck.
who Fu' in the path OF a stampeding nerd
Of 500 steers the day before They
found nothing but a boot heel, and were
not sure whether that belonged to Joe
or some one else. He was a good man.
but acked Judgment.
From the door Of the kicker Of
ice We can count seven saloons and
three poker palaces in course of con-
struCtion, and the price Of real estate
IS advancing so fast that one has to
he on horseback to keep up with il.
The good old times are here again.
The Lone Star Recorder" is wrong
in its statement that we have seven
teen victims in our private graveyard
There are only thirteen. and in each
and every case we paid the funeral ex-
penses and walked beside the hearse
with our hat off Only thirteen, and
things are a bit slow.
We learn that Maj. Jackson. Of
Grass Valley has been arrested for
assault with intent TO kill We can't
believe it. We saw nine different men
pull his nose in rotation one afternoon
and he did not even protest. II he has
tried to kill anything It was rabbit,
There are rumOrs flyin- about that
we intended to run for Congress. We
deny nothing. We are out for office.
and II we don't land in the White
House some day it won't he for the
want Of trying. The FIVE Offices we
hold now simply sharpen our apPe-
tite for more.
Wednesday afternoon last as we sat in
our sanCtum a stranger entered with
gun in his hand. and when he had well
coined him with our usual cheerful smile
he began:
Is y-y-your n-Eame-
We at once saw that he had an i'm
pcdimcnt of speech and helped him out
ny replying tina, We were Mr.. Jim Hells",
owner and editor Of the Kicker. mayor
NJ the town. postmaster. deputy United
States marshal. state senator. champion
wingshot Of Arizona. and 50 forth.
II have-have C-OO-me t-t-t-oto--
continued the man, but he cut II on
there and sat down TO rest.
We gave him ten minutes by the clock.
and then motioned for him to go on, and
he stood up and said:
II have come two hundred MINI
miles to s-s-s"--
IIo was tired out again and took an
other rest. and then SAID the same thing
over again. II was our busy day and We