The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1915-10-26
By ROY L. Me CARDELL

read: "Boozers and chasers do not
write. You win not last a minute"
Translated from circus jargon this
Delphic utterance meant that drunk.
ards and male flirts need not endeavot
TO join with Sankey's circus. The rea.
son of this was that Sam Santley at.
tended TO all these matters of Bacchus
and Venus himself.
He sold beer TO the ''grafters" and
thinkers and 'razorbacks'--that is
the sure thing gamblers and pickpock
cts, grafters; the acrobats and riders
kinkers, and the canvas men and other
employees. razorbacks.
But when there was hard drinking
TO be done with that show Sam SAINT.
ley did 1t himself and got murderously
and then soddcnly drunk, only to be
up more or less red eyed and trembling
and yet alert and on the job when the
big tops went up on the lot the follow
ing morning. And as for the ladies'
the "Janes" he called them.-Mr SAINT.
ley also monopolized the fair. Woe to
any of his circus people who trans
crossed the bounds of strict morality
with his show! But with himself it
was another matter, and Sam Suntley
looked with longing eyes on La Belle.
the Lady of Lions.
The show had reached Los Angeles.
playing up through Lower California
and the Texas border. Business looked
good, and Sam Santley himself walked
from the performers entrance of the
big top highly pleased with himself and
the world in general In the perform
ers' entrance La Belle, the Lady of
Lions, had given him n smile. Splin-
ters, the clown, had seen 1t, and his
face had contorted in jealous hatred
under his bismuth makeup. Then Sam
Santley had strobe to the privilege
tent, where his advertising men and
the followers of the circus generally
met for social converse when ION the
lot" When the performance was GO
ing on In the big tent there was lull
for the grinders, door takers and shil-
labars, not to mention the plate board,
cane and doll rack men and other pur-
side shows. This lull was taken ad
vantage Of by dropping into the priv
ilege" tent for bottled beer and per
haps a brisk pass" or two ut craps
All these things paid Sam Santley. lie
sold the bottled beer at n profit, and nc
temporary game of craps was so short
| but what the official pass picker
swept in Mr.. Sankey's percentage.
At the entrance Of the privilege
| tent Sam Santley. in his ringmaster's
costume, Is accosted by u grimy. sham
| bling, shaking man in Il stained and
| tattered suit of paste marked overalls
whats the matter with you? Get
out of the way!" growls Santley.
The creature before him moistens his
| lips and mumbles:
| 81 am Williams. boss-Jack Williams
was out with the bill posting outfit
don't you remember?'
"Why aren't you out with 1t nowT
snarls Santley. Got drunk. suppose
and quit the job cold, and now you're
here with hangover panhandlinS
Get off the lot before you're kicked Off
AS for any money, you don't get jit
ney. Beat It,!
But listen, boss. wasn't drunk;
didn't quit. l walked 100 miles like {
crazy man. A tree fell on the Wagon
IN the woods way back In the interior
and killed Ben Burk and the horse ant
smashed the wagon
/ Come In and tell me-" interrupted
Santley. for the loss of horse an'
bill posting wagon was something t
worry about. That Burk had beef
> killed did not matter much. Bill
, posters cost nothing. 1t is dlfferen
! with horses and wagons.
. Then, seeing Williams was shaking
4 as with ague, Santley ordered drinl
of whisky from his private stock TO
! him. williams gulped 1t down ant
a told his story as best suited him. Blu
e he said no word regarding the trum
I perry that had perhaps been the rea
cause of the death of Burk the bill
poster and the loss Of the horse an
. wagon.
a A game of craps attracted Santley'
@ attention after he had made menu
|. calculation that after all the horse wa
4 n foundered old bit Of crow bait an
$ :he wagon a rickety affair that coul
o be replaced ut slight cost
I "A hundred dollars at the outside
. the loss" thought Santley to himself.
s He always had been lucky Mt dic'
!. The cynical idea occurred to him tha
IS he might here in brief moment r.
II coup this loss. He drew roll or Dill
a from his pocket, tossed 500 note o
the crap table and growled. "Wh
20 shoot for chicken feedT"
Is Ragged. unkempt, without a dollar
n his pocket and realizing Santley wou
ID absolve himself from any wages thi
le might be due him, owing 70 the los
Il of the horse and wagon, the mise
is able billposter eyed the hundred doll'
.d banknote hungrily, Instinctively h
IL hand searched his clothes. and Il