UNKNOWN That's All Right.

Waikato Times, Volume XXII, Issue 1860, 7 June 1884, Page 6

UNKNOWN That's All Right.

AN INTEBESTING STORY IfKOJI THE WILD WEST. It occurred in the Winter of '81—82, at Cheyenne, the capital of Wyoming. He was a member of the Territorial Legiblaturc, represented a Western county, and his name was Smith. He had been in attendance upon the daily sessions of that auguat body all through the term, and, like most of his worthy colleagues had spent some money during the time. He hadn't spent any great amount of cash either, for that matter, but had used his cheek so often that it had become as tough as a boarding house flapjack. He put up with Landlord Jones, who ran the Eailroad House at that time, and bought most of the Havanas and the coffin varnish at Luke Murrin's. Murrin alwajs kept the best, and Smith was a connoisseur when it came to cold poison. Singularly enough, too, his bill at Murrin's was about $100 moie than he owed for board at Jones', but either of them would buy Senator Tabor three or four pair of suspenders with jewelled buckle 3. A day or two before the final adjournment" Smith called for his bill at Murrin's, and after glancing carefully over the formidable array of figures told Murrin that Jone3, mine host of the Railroad Hotel, owed him a little more than what the bill amounted to. He would tell Jones to make it right witfc him. Qf course Murrin knew that Jones was good for the amount, and with a " That's all right, That'll you have? " the subject was dropped.

Thai, evening Smith told Jones to look over his oooka and see how much ho had set down opposito his name. This done, Smith eaid th&G Mnvrin owed him n W hundred on a stook deal; would ho just a'i lieve collect tho amount due him?' 1 " Tn.it's ft!! ii,;U," saiclJones, "Murrin's gool for any mnounL" Wdll, ih<: day of parting came, and, of course, all the bo\ * pothered at the depdt, which was really the Baikoad Hotel, to bid the law-maheiu good-bye. Smith was there, and catching hold of Murrin's arm, ho said pleasantly : ""Wo might just as well go in now and fix that matter up v.-iih Jone^, eh ? " " Oh, that's all light," said Murrin. "Well, but I want it understood, you Know." "Gomo in," and Smith hauled Murrin through tha crowd of worshippers who thronged about the shrine of Bacchus to where Jones stood. '• You ienicmb<v that matter I spoke to you about the other day — when I referred you to Muuin here, eh? " asked Smith. " Ob, y.35," said Jones, " that's all right." "And you," said Smith, turning to Murrin, " >oii understand it, don't you ? " •' Certainly," answered Muniu ; " that's all right." " Wall, I'm glad it's frn-d. Let's take something." They bowed their heads a-, tho presiding dcßCoa i, t v=ed the iiu?d. Then the eondoctor shouted " All aboard," and everybody made n, *n<3h lor the cars. As tho train left the depot RmUh stood on the rear platform, a wavinp a soiled naprin at his friends. il'irria t -.nd Jone3 walked into the bar-room together, and, lining f, cigar, began a converbatiou which lastcci a full hour. Finally it bcfjan to drag, and at last Jones said : " I suppose thai littlo matter of Smith's can be iixeO up .ifiy llaie? " "No hurry — no hutry, my bey," replied Muriin. " That's £>U right." Jone^ Iccl.ed up inquiringly, but said nothing. They talked stock for fifteen minutes, and then Muriln abruptly rernaxked : " GooiHellovr. thai, Smith." " Ye.j ; jolly good boy. Funny he didn't i have the cash to sattle ids bills when he left. Mu&t have had a rustle with King Pharaoh." " Bui t)ie crrcngement made was satisfactory?" •'"Ou, yo-< ; that's all right. What'll you take?" After they had touched glasses over the walnut slab, and threw their heada back to inspect the freacoe3 on the ceiling, Murrin turned to Isave, saying, as he put hia handkerchief b".ck in bio pocket : \ "^ust Lend tho cheque for the amount of Smith's bill up to the house any limo. No hurry, my boy— no hurry." "Eh?" almost shouted Jones. | " Why, yon nndei stand ; you owe Smith, and hs owes me ; you agreed to pay mo infeload of hiso." "A<jieed }>— 1 1 Why, Colonel, the man owes ny, and you apieed to pay it. Didn't you say it was all light ? " "And didn't you say you'd pay me ; that it was all right ? " A flood ot light began to pour in on the subject, illuminating' iheir craniurna as a candle lights up the interior of a halloween pumpkin^ Jones handed out the 3ame bottle om-e again, and the only sound heard for several seconds was that of some liquid courting it 3 way along a nanow &nd tortucus channel.