South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1920-08-01
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-ohuson.' says Luke. is one Of our
most prominent citizens and business
men III appoint sam Bell acting
Iherin with peuitentiary powers
while I'm away, and YOU and me will
-ak Ike the six forty-five northbouud to-
morrow evening and follow up his
rail-
I'm your COMPANY says 7. 7
never see this New York. but I'd
ike to- But. Luke, says I, don't
you have 70 have a dispensation or
a babeas corpus or something from
The state, when YOU reach out that
Tar for rich men and malefactors2
Did j have a requisitiOn says
Luke. when j went over into the
Era eos bottoms and brought back
BIZ Grimes and two more for hold
Ing up the International Did me
and you have a search warrant or
posse comitatus when we rounded
up them six Mexican COW thieves
down in HidalgO2 It's my business
70 keep order in MOjada county
And it's my business as office
deputy says I. TO see that business
Is carried on according TO law. Be-
tween us both we ought 10 keep
things pretty well cleaned up.
so. the next day. Luke packs a
blanket and some collars and his
mileage book in a haversack. and
him and me hits the breeze for New
York. il was a powerful long ride.
TIE seats In the cars was too short
FOR six-footers like us TO sleep COM
Portable on; and the conductor had
10 keep us from getting off at every
town that had fiva-stOry houses in
r.. But we got there finally; and
we seemed 10 see right away that he
was right about It.
Luke. says I, az office deputy
and from a law standpoint. IL don't
look TO me like this place is properly
and legally in the Jurisdiction of Mo-
iada county. Texas.
90 From the standpoint OF order,
SAYS he. it's amenable 10 answer for
It's sins 10 the properly appointed
authorities from Bildad 10 Jeru-
salem
Amen says 7. But let's turn
Dur trick Sudden, and ride I don't
like the looks Of this place
Think Of Pedro Johnson says
Luke. a friend Of mine and yours
shot down by one Of these gilded
Rbolitionists at his very door!
1T was at the door of the freight
depot. says !. But the law will not
be baked at a bubble like that
We put up at one of them big
hotels on Broadway. The next morn
ing I goes down about two miles
OF stairsteps TO the bottom and hunts
for Luke. II amt no use. 1t looks
like san Jacinto day in San An
tone. There's a thousand folks mill
Ing around in a kind of a rooted
over plaza with marble pavements
and trees growing right out of EN-.
and / see no more chance Of finding
Lake than IF we was hunting each
other in the big pear fat down below
old Fort Ewell. But soon Luke and
me runs together in one OF the turns
OF them marble alleys.
1T amt no use, Bud says he Z
can't find no place TO eat at. I've
been looking for restaurant signs and
smelling for ham all over the camp.
But I'm used to going hungry when
j have TO. Now says he, I'm going
out and get a hack and ride down to
the address on this Scudder card.
You stav here and try TO hustle some
grub But / doubt If you'll find #.
i wish we'd brought along some
cornmeal and bacon and beans I'll
be back when I see this Scudder If
the trail amt wiped out
$50 1 starts foraging for break
fast For the honor of old Motada
county I didn't want TO seem green
10 them abolitionists, so every time
turned a corner IN them marble
halls I went up TO the first desk or
counter I see and looks round for
grub If didn't see what / wanted
] asked for something else. In about
half an hour I he'd q dozen cigars
five story magazine, and seven or
eight railroad time tables in my
pockets, and never a smell OF coffee
or bacon to point out the trail.
"Once a lady sitting at table and
playing a game kind OF like push
pin told me TO go into a closet that
she called Number 3. / went In
and shut the door. and the blamed
thing lit itself up. 7 set down on a
stool before a shelf and waited
Thinks I. This is a private dining
room But no waiter never came.
When I got TO sweating good and
hard I goes out again.
Did you get what YOU wanted p
says she.
No. ma'am.' says I. Not a
Then there's no charge says
she.
q" .Thanlzy. ma'am.' says 7. and ]
takes mp the trail again.
by and by I think III shsd ETH
quette: and picks up one them boys
with blue clothes and yellow buttons
I'm front. and ne leads me 10 what
ne calls the caffay breakfast room
And the first ,hing 7 LAYS my eye OF
when / go in IS that boy that had
shot Pedro Johnson. He was setting
all alone at a little table. hitting a
egg with a spoon like he was afraid
he'd break fl.
II takes the chair across the table
from him. and he looks fnsulted and
makes a move Ike ne was going
70 get up
g" Keep still. SON says l. You're
anDrehended. arrested, and I'm charge
Of the Texas authorities. Go on and
hammer that egg some more II its
the inside OF Il YOU want. Now. what
did YOU shoot MT. Johnson. Of Bill
dad for2'
And may 7 ask who YOU are?
says he
90 You may says T. GO ahead
80 suppose you're on says this
Kid. without batting his eyes. But
what are YOU eating Here. waiter,'
he calls out raising his finger. Take
this Centleman's order.
a beefsteak.' says I. and some
fried eggs and can OF peaches and
quart Of coffee will about suffice
we talk awhile about the sun