PULL OFF YOUR BOOT.
, flaiiarratives of the recent train j robberies'urT^w'.remind ino''of an j occurrence oftlie 8 in tho year 1881, in which! was one y of the victims. 'We we travelling from San Antonio to El Paso—ah old and wealthy friend; and myself.: . To save oursolves, in A measuro, tho , usual todiousness of the journey we j ongagcd.in a social game of cards,, t audio heighten '. the interost hadi j slaked somo small sums of money, j In drawing somo small chango from .. his pocket, my.friend dropped a roll , of greenbacks into the aisle, A neatly t dressed young inan, on an opposite . scat, picked it up and handed it back toils owner, with the' remark;— ;' rathor a nice little wad to have out 3 if the train robbers should happen . around!" He had been a vciy eociablo . coiiip'aiiion duriiig.tbb earlier part of f the trip, and we had taken a likiiig .lo.hira., His only drawback scorned to ho a wantof knowledge concerning life in Western Toxiis, f'Yaf re- : turned tho old man; but I hardly expect any more train robberies in Texas. Why, it's been eight mouths I since we'vo had one. Woll, if they do get this little pile I'm safo any- : how. I got twonty times' that, much more, and they .wouldn't kuow.whore. Ibadit.. I'mjiistalittlo too 'cute for 'om, i; Thoynovbr'think of making a man pull off his. boots., Tho young man smilod,' During Hie renialndor of tho afternoon ho stood on tho . gallery of tlio coach, ''taking a good l look at the country; it was so ' out from Missouri, ,wbero he canio. ' from," Suddenly about dark the train stopped. Someone exclaimed," Don't shoot!" stepped from the gallery' into the car. "What's, the matter? What's I the matter.? 1 ' queried my elder companion. "Oh, not much, not much," was the slow reply;''-only 1 guess, old fellow" (there bo levelled a revol- 1 vor at him), '< I guess it's about time ' foe jou to pull; off your boots.' J The c carJlledlwitiikarmed/inonT; /The } usual. programme' : was' successfully \ carried out. : 'When the'train Was J permitted tO|lrayel!oii; ; r.flung myself \ into the seal vacanted" by. the young ! Missourian (?), put my. hands in my ; empty pockets,and:meditated.until ' we reached our' destination.' 4ly l old friend' * bigai'i'' dropped \ his boots (thoflepjioeless boots) on ■ a \ seat in front of liiiii, and paid keldjj l Lanmjd if ho'd say a- word tilfhoH reached El Paso,' -He'' thought Iw'd said enough for some %,'■ ;■■ -<;: .;>. r
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Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume IX, Issue 3043, 1 November 1888, Page 2
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409PULL OFF YOUR BOOT. Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume IX, Issue 3043, 1 November 1888, Page 2
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