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Manawatu Standard, Volume IV, Issue 252, 20 September 1884, Page 5 (Supplement)

acquiring wealth and warm personal friends, but creating do funerals. There wete rumors that Bob was playing bluff, but that was after he had marched away. ' It was during the' reign^of Bob Augustine, " the long-range roarer, of. Calaveras Canyon," as he familiarly .called liimself, :fchaVa young man from Boston, named John Winthrop, came to San Antonio, presumably m search of health, as he. brought very little with him. He was far gone m consumption, and nothing but the fact that he had but a shortCtime to live, unless the .climate, .qf^flfijfe— i O "*San saved hiflL^lfverybody , /parried,- a pistol, Winthrop did riot care tdinsulf public decency by going unarmed../: such a course might as seriously interfere .with hia restoration to health as 1 putting on- a clean shirt. .;.,.. . : His Puritan' training caused him to revolt at the idea of- carrying firearms, so he re- '** sorted to .artifice. He wore** holster, but, instead of -keeping a ! pistol m -it, he had his cash funds , stored ; away ' m it ( , anflTnobody wastlie wiser for it. On the^oontrary, Winthrop was looked up to by the best 'citizens just the same aaif-he was loaded down with deadly weapojyy^Of .course, everybody tried to make the stranger from Massachusetts feel a3 comfortable a3,if[he^Asjftt ! hprne,; so he was told all about Bob Augnstjne, the longranged roarer," at least ten times a day, and I he was advised not to be particular m asking security for the debt m case the roarer wanted to borrow a small loan, unless he (Winthrop) did not wish to regain his health. o The longrangad;ixofirfirl into J Winthrop's room, at -the Sotel, but before the desperado could o^en his mouth pr^draw a weapon the unfortunate Yanke'e 1 thresh back his coat; and with tfembling fingets^tlgged at his pistol holster to get, at . bis mqr%l to appease the would-be assassin. ' On the other hand, as sooti as the roarer, saw Winthrop trying to get out his pistol haiturheel as pale as n ghost. The alleged desperado's knees knocked together, the cold sweat boiled out all over him, and he extended his hand and said tremblingly: ...,.;,!;', "Don't draw, good Mr. Yankee., r I was only trying to fool you. My bold' Arkansas heart beats for youj ray boy. I- jesrwanted to teach you a lesson. \ Never let any^durned galoot get the drop on you. If anybody insults you just tell them that Bob, Augustine, the roarer, is your friend.'* ■■■-■'■■■ Winthrop, who was more scared, if possible, than the roarer, replied : ■ - - " Oh, I'll give you what you want," and kept on tugging atthe holster, which came unbuckled. - ...... ; With a yell of dismay the desßfrado, passed out through the window," carrying off the sash, and ran down Commodore street, the principal thoroughfare, with the sash on his neck, howling, "Police ! police 'f h closely^ pursued by, Winthrop, who kept on tugging % at his holster, trying jp. get p,ut hia money, he ?. believing that the desperado 5 was running to his ;room to procure a shot-gun with which to commit murder. All that, afternoon Winthrop kept on hunting the roarer, to purchase peace. on any terms, and the roarer hid .irimsell to avoid the pistol! of .the rßoston man.' Next^ morning the, Jong-jariged; ; roarer of the Calaveras canyon "was missing, and Winthrpp was : the lion of .the. day for having run off the terror of the Alamo. City. ; ; ', •