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Show TENDERFOOT KNEW THE ROPES. His Suspicion of Cowboy's Marksmanship Marksman-ship Was Verified. Ex-Dclcgato Rodoy, of Now Mexico, tolls a story Ulustratlvo of tho trito saying that circumstances alter cases. Somo of tho citizens of a cortaln southwestern town, which was still in the class of frontier settlements, do-vised do-vised a now method of inducing "tenderfoot" "ten-derfoot" visitors to furnish entortain-mont entortain-mont for tho crowd. Whon tho strati-gor strati-gor arrived In town and began tho making of acquaintances by conventional conven-tional mothods tho ringleadors would present to him ono of tho natives, who was described as a marvolously accurate accu-rate Bhot. To satisfy tho curiosity and Interest Invariably manifested by tho stranger tho marksman would con-Bont con-Bont to gtvo an exhibition of his skill after consldorablo urging on tho part of his friends. Raising his six-shooter tho celebrity would address tho stran-gor: stran-gor: "Do you seo that man smoking a cigar about two blocks down tho street thoro? I'll hit tho cigar without with-out making tho man bat an oyo." Dang! went the six-shooter, and back camo tho cry up tho street: "Seo hore, Bill, you havo got to stop this thing. That's tho fourth cigar you havo spoiled for mo to day. I don't llko It. Got somebody elso to practice on." Tho astonished stranger could always al-ways bo dopondod on aftor such an exhibition "to sot up" tho marksman nnd his friends. Ono day thoro appeared ap-peared a visitor less credulous than his predecessors. Aftor tho usual, exhibition ex-hibition this stranger appeared scornful scorn-ful of tho feat. "That's nothing," ho declared. "That does not provo you can shoot. I'll wager $100 you can't bit a barn door nt 100 yards." Tho marksman took hlra up, and, followod by tho crowd, rotlrod with him to the back of tho store for the tost. A Bhot was hoard, and shortly afterward tho alleged marksman camo back looking very glum. "What's tho matter, Bin?" asked tho man whoso dutlos bohlnd tho counter had kept him from enjoying Uio tenderfoot's discomfiture. "Mattor!" growled Bill. "Matter enough. Thnt greenhorn set tho door up edgewise!" |
