White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1923-12-21
son observed tentatively that $1,000
was "a good little stake" Wall!e
blithely offered to count It,

son observed tentatively that $l,8U0
was "a good little stake" Wall!e
blithely offered to count 1t.
"You got 1t with your"
Wallie nodded.
That's chancey," Pinkey conf
mented. "They's people in the coun
try who would stick you up If they
knowed you carried it,"
II should resist If any one attempt
ed to rob me-" Wallie declared as he
sat down on the rail gingerly with
his bullying wallets.
What WITH" Pinkey inquired, hui
morously.
and produced a pearl-handled revol-
yer of 30 calibre.
Before leaving l purchased this
pistol"
Pinkey regarded him with painsd
expression. 80 g.
Don't use that dude word, Teller.
Say gun 'gat,' 'six-shooter,' any
thing, but don't ever say pistol
above a whisper"
A little crestfallen, Wallie laid it
aside and commenced to count his
money. Pinkey, he could see, was
not impressed by the weapon.
Eyes, eighteen hundred exactly.
spent $3.50 purchasing camping out
fit"
| Pinkey looked at him incredulous-
| ly. He was thinking of the frying
pan, coffee-pot, and lard-kettle OF
which his own consisted. He made
no comment, however, until Waliie
mentioned his portable bathtu5,
which, while expensive. he declared
he considered indispensable.
YES" Pinkey agreed. dryly,
you'll be needin' portable bath
tub something desperate. 1 wisht
had one. The last good wash l took
was in Crystal Lake the other side
of the Beartooth Mountain. When
was done l stood out till the sun
dried me, then brushed the mud OIL
with whisk- broom"
THAT must have been uncomfort
able" Wallie observed, politely. q
hope you will feel at liberty to use
my tub whenever you wish"
THAT won't be often enough tt
wear it out" said Pinkey, candidly
But you'd better jump into YOU
pants and git over to the land-office
We want to nail that 100 before
some other 'Scissor-bill beats vol
to it."
Under Pinkey's guidance Walli'
went to the land-office, which was IL
the rear of secondhand store KEEP
by Mr.. Alvin Tucker. who was alst
the land commissioner.
Mr.. Tucker had been backing ;
stove and had not yet removed thu
traces of his previous occupation 81
when Pinkey introduced him hi
hand was of color to make WALTZ
hesitate for the fraction of a secont
before taking it.
Mr.. Tucker being a man of grea
good nature took no offense, al
though he could scarcely fail to nc
tice Wallie's hesitation: on the con
trary, he inquired with the utmos
cordially:
We'll, gents, what can do 70
you this morning." His tone implie,
that he had the universe at his dis
posal, and he also looked 1t as n
tipped back his swivel chair and re
garded them.
HE wants to file on the 100 Of
Skull Crick that Boise Bill abar
doned," said Pinkey.
fuckers gaze shifted.
I'm not sure it's open to entry,
he replied, hesitatingly.
Yes, 1t is. His time was up
month ago, and he amt even fence
it,"
you know he's quarrelsome,
Tucker suggested. Perhaps
would be better to ask his inten
tons"
"He amt got none," Pinkey de
clared bluntly. "He only took 1t Vi
to hold for Candy, and he's neve
done Lick of work on IT,"
'Of course, it's right in the middl
of Canby's range" Tucker argued