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BULGER'S REPUTATION

By BRET HARTE,

TOovvright, 897, by Bret Harte.1

(Luontinu 4 )

‘Sn course you did. Only when you've settled in your mind whether he was describin horse stealin or tract dis- tributing mebbe you'll let me know.’’

It would seem, however. that Briggs did not interrogate the stranger agaim rezarding it, nor did we, who were quite content to leave matters in his hands. Enough that Mr. Bulger moved into the empty cabin the next day, and with the aid of afew cld boxes from

the grocery which he quickly extempo-

rized into tables and chairs, and the purchase of some necessary cooking utensils soon made himself at some.

The vest of the camp, now thoroughly aroused, made a point of leaving their work in the ditches whenever they could

to stroll carelessly around Balger’s tene-

ment in the

curiosity that had become tormenting. Bet they could not find that he was do- ing anything of a suspicious character

—~except perhaps from the fact that it

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was not outwardly suspicious, which I |

mrieve to say did not lull them to secu- He jhia cahin . entriec 4 Lite G15 CAIN OF EMOLINE 10 2118

On the second day he checked itinerant curiosity by taking the ini- tiative himself and quietly walking from claim to claim and from cabin to - bi

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door

Way.

abin with a pacific, but by no means a interest. figure carrying his inseparable gun had not yet apparently ‘‘stood corner,’’ falling 1pon an e: yated bank beside the delving mii: gave them a could not explain. yells of boisterous hilarity from their nooutide gathering under : somehow ceased when seen gravely approaching, and his casual stopping before a poker party in the gulch actually caused one of the most reckless gamblers to weakly recede from ‘‘n bluff’’ and allow his adversary to sweep the board. After this it was felt that matters were becoming serious. There was no subsequent patrolling of the camp before the stranger’s cabin. Their curiosity was singularly abated. A general feeling of repulsion kept within bonds parthy by the absence of any overt act from Bulger and partly by an inconsistent.overconsciousness of his shotgun, took its place, but an un- expected occurrenee revived it.

One evening as the usual social circle was drawn around Mosby’s stove, the hazy silence was broken by the familiar sounds of pistol shets and a series of more familiar sbrieks and yells from the rocky hill road. The men quickly recognized the voices of their old friends the roisterers and gamblers from Saw- yers Dam; they as quickly recognized the returning shouts here and there from their new companions who were returning them. I grieve to say that in spite of their previous attitede of ref- ormation a smile of gratified expectan-

The shadow of bis

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a cottonwood | Mr. Bulger was |

cy lit up the faces of the younger mem- |

bers, and even the older ones glanced dubionsly at Briggs. Mosby made no attempt to conceal # sigh of relief as he carefully laid out en extra supply of glasses in his Suddenly the on- coming yells ceased, the wild gallop ef hoofs slackened into # trot and finally halted, and even the responsive showts of the camp stoppedalso. We all looked vacantly at each other.

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Mosby leaped over his counter and went to the docs. Briggs followed with the of The night was dark end it was a few minutes before we oould distinguish a struggling, vague, but silent procession moving through the neoist, heavy air on the bill. But to our surprise it waa moving away from us—absolutely leav- ing the camp! We were still staring in

FEET né.

rexpectancy when out of the darkness wlowly emerged a fignrre which we rec-

ngnized at once as Captain Jim—one of the most reckless membars of our camp. Pushing us back into the grocery he en-

tered without a word, chased the door |

tehind him and threw himself vacantly into.a chair. We at ouce pressed around him. He looked up at us dazedly, drew a long breath and said slowly:

“It’s no use, gentlemen; -ssomethin’s got to’be done with that Bulger, aud mighty quick.’’

** What's the matter?’’ we asked eager-

‘*Matter,’’ he repeated, passing his hand across his forehead, ‘‘matter? Look you! You all heard them boys from Sewyers Dam comin over the hill? You heard their music—mebbe you heard us join in the chorus? Well, on they come, waltzin down the hill like old times, and we waitin for ’em. Then, jesf aa

they passed the old cabin, who do xou |

think the y ran right into, shootin iran, lemg hair and mustache and all that, standin thar plump in the end? Why, Builger.’’

**Well!’’

‘Well! Whatever it was, don’t ask me, but durn my skin if, after a word or two from him, them boys jest stopped yellin, turned round like Jambs and rode away peacefullike along with him. We ran after ’em a spell, still yellin, when that thar Bulger faced around, said to us that he’d come down here for quiet and if he couldn't hev it he’d hev to leave with those gentlemen who waated it, too, and I'm gosh darned if these: ‘gentlemen’—you know ‘em ali, Patsey Carpenter, Snap Shot Harry and the cthers—never said a darned word, but kinder nodded staan | and wen OE Fe aid re

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, FEBRUARY 25, 1898.

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ver astonishment and mystincatiom were ec: omple te, ar a, I regret to iy. thea

indignation of ( aptain Jim and 1 equally so. ‘*If we’re going to be by the first newcomer,’ gloomily, ‘‘I reckon we might take chances with the } Dam boys, whom we know.’

’ hh ‘ Ty s2id the icrine

our

**If we are goin to hev the legitimate rade of Ratilesnake interfered with by the cranks of some hidin horse thief or retired road agent,’’ said Mosby, ‘‘s might as well invite the hull of Joaquin

Murietta’s gang here at once; but I sup- pose this is part of Bulger’s particula business,’’ he added, with a witherin giance at Briggs.

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it all,’’ said Briggs know I told you that bullies couldn’t live in the same time together. That’s human nature, and that’s how plain men, like you and me, manage to scud along without gettin plugged. Y Bulger wasn’t goin to hey any of his own kind jumpin hi claim here, and I reckon he was pow’ful enough to back rola Sawyers Dam. Anyhow, the bluff told, and here we are in peace and eiabiian*

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qui **You

ou see,

‘“‘Until be lets us know what is his little game,’’ snecred Masby.

Nevertheless such is the force oi mysterious power that, although it was exercised against what we firmly b: lieved was the independence of the camp, it extorted a certain respect from us. A few thorght it was not a bad thing to have a profession: o bully and even took care to relate the discomfiture of tl \ is of § { Vain for the benefit of a certain a ud powerfrl « »p who had ld i upon us. | himeelf, returning f g evening fi his self l« cort, vouchsafed no other 1 tnaan

he had already given. Prep

t ‘sus if seemed, we were obliged to accept it amd the still more ] ous inference that he had sought } ke snake Camp solely for the pur] acquiring and securing its peace aud quietness. Certainly he had no other occupation. The Jittle work he did up- on the tailings or the abandoned claim

which reach within his little cabin was ely a pretense. He went certain days to Bigwood on account of his business, but no one had ever seen him there, nor could the description cf his manner and appearance evoke any information from the Bigwoodians. It remained a mystery.

It had:also been believed that the ad- vent of Bulger would intensify that fear and dislike of riotous Rattlesnake which the two families had shown, and which was the origin of Briggs” futile attempt at reformation. But it was dix- covered that since hisarrival the young girls had shown less timidity im entering the camp and had even conn sone polite ccuversation and goed humorzed

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sat that

loro’ B it eT. its younger and more

“And thar under a big rec slimy hypocrite badinage with impressihle members. Perhaps ‘this ti nded te make these vouths more esb- servant, for a few days later, when the vexed question of Bulger’s business was ag: ur 1 under discussion, one ef therm marked gloox sal y :

“‘T yeckon th he’s hors for.’’

The youthful prophet was instantiy sat upon after the fashion of all elderly critics since Job's. Nevertheless, after a@ pause he was permitted to explain:

“Only this mornin when Lanee Forester and me were chirpin with them gals ent on the hill whe should we sce hangim around in the brush but that d——d Dulger! We allowed a first that it might be only a new style of his interferin, so we took ne notice except to pass a few remarks abont lis teners and that sort of thing, and per- haps to joke and bedevil the girls a lit- tle more than v’e’d hev done if we'd been alone. Well, they laughed, and we laughed—ané that was the end of it. But this afternoon as Lance and me were meanderin down by their cabin we sorter turned into the woods to wait till they’ad come out Then all of a sud- den Lance stopped at rigid as a pointer that’s flushed somethin, and says, ‘B’gosh!’ And thar under a big red- wood sat that slimy lypocrite Bulger, twistin bis Jong mustache and smilin like clockwork alongside of little Meely Baker—you know her—the pootiest of the two sisters—and she smilin back on him! Think of it! That unknown, un- washed, long haired tramp and bully— who must be 40, if a day—and that in- nocent gal of 16! It was simply disgust- in!’’

I need not say that the older cynics and critics already alluded to at once improved the oceasion! What more could be expected? Women, the world over, were noted for this sort of thing! This long haired, swaggering bully, yith bjs airof mystgry, bad cantivated |

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¥ain’t no donbt what

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them as he always nad since the days

of Homer. Simple merit, that sat lowly in barrooms, and conceived projects for the public good around the humble, un- eee stove, was nowhere! Youth ‘ould not too soon learn this bitter les- And in this case youth, too, per haps was right in its conjecture, for this was no doubt the little game of the per- fidious Bulger! recalled the fact that his unhallowed appearance in camp

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was almost coincident with the arrival of the two families. We glanced at

for the first

7 sly cerned.

Briggs——to our amazement, time he looked seriou :

But Mosby in the meantime leaned his elbows lazily over the counter and in yw voice, added fuel to the flame.

‘‘T wouldn't hev spoke of it bei re,’’ he said witha sidelong glance at Briags, “for it might be all in the live of Bul-

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ger’s ‘pusiness,” but somethin nappened the other night that fora minit got me. I was passin the Bakers’ shanty and I heard one of them gals a-singin a camp meetin hymn. 1 don't calkilate to run ag’in you young fellers in any sparkin or canoodlin that’s goin on, but her voice sounded so pow’ful soothin and pretty that I jest stood there and listen- ed. Then the old woman—old Mother Baker—she joined in, and I listened

too. And then—durn my skin—but a man’s voice joined in—jest belchin outer that cabin—and I sorter lifted

That voice, lingering ar-

myself up —. kem away. gentlemen,’’ said Mosby,

| tistically as his took up a glass and pro-

fessionally eye it before wiping it with his towel, ‘‘that voice, cumf’bly fixed thar in that cabin among them wimen folks, was Bulger’s.’’ Briggs got up with his eyes the darker for his finshed face.

looking

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tlemen,’’ he said huskily, ‘‘thar’s only one thing to be done. A lot of us hev

ride over to mornin and

got to Morrow

Sawyers Dam to- pick up as many There’s

5 moe men as we can muster. a big can ip meeti in goin on there, and there won't be no difficalty in that.

Wher we've got a big enough crowd to show we mean business, we must march back bere and ride Bulger out of this camp. I don’t hanker arter vigilance committees as a rule—it’s a rough rem- edty—it’s like drinkin a quart of whis- ry ag’in rattlesnake poison—but it’s got to be done. We don’t mind bein sold eurselves, but when it comes to our standin by and seein the only innocent ‘people in Rattlesnake given away—we ‘kick. Bulger’s got to be fired outer this camp. And he will be.”’

But he was not.

For when the next morning a deter- mined and thonghtful procession of the best and most characteristic citizens of Rattlesnake Camp filed into Sawyers Dam they found that their mysterious friends had disappeared, although they met with a fraternal but subdued wel- come from the general camp. Put any approach to the subject of their visit, however, was received with a chilling disapproval. Did they not know that lawlessness of any kind, even under the rude mantle of furtive justice, was to be deprecated and scouted when a ‘‘means of salvation, a power of reor- ganization,’’ such as was now sweeping over Sawyers Dam was at hand? Could they not induce this man who was to be violently deported to accompany them to Sawyers Dam and subject him- self to the powerful influence of the ‘‘revival’’ then in full swing?

Zattlesnake boys laughed bitterly and described the man of whom they talked so lightly; but in vain. ‘‘It’s mo use, gentlemen,”’ said a more worldly by- stander im a lower voice, ‘‘the camp mectin’s got a strong grip here, and be- twixt you and me there ain't no won- der, for‘the man that runs it, the big preacher, has got new ways and meth- ods that fetches the boys every time. He don’t preach no cut and dried gos- pel, he don't carry around no slopshop robes and clap ’em on you whether they fit or not, but he samples and measures the camp afore he wades into it. He scouts and examines. He ain’t no mere Suuday preacher with a comfortable house and once a week church, but he gives up his days and nights to it and makes his family work with him and even sends “em forwaril to explore tho field, and he ain’t no white choker shad- belly either, but fits himself like his gospel tothe men be worksamong. You ought to hear him afore you go. His tent is juston your way. I’ll go wita you.’’

Too dejected to offer any opposition and perhaps a little curious to see this man who had unwittingly frustrated their design of lynching Bulger, they halted at theouter fringe of worshipers -who packed the huge inclosure. They thad not time 40 indulge their cynicisms over this swaying mass of emotional, half thinking and almost irresponsible beings nor to detect any similarity be- tween their extrerae methods and the scheme of redemption they themselves were seeking, for in a few moments, ap- parently lifted to his feet on a wave of religious exultation, the famous preach- er arose. The menof Rattlesnake gasped for breath.

It was Bulger.

But Briggs quickly recovered himself. *“*By what name,’’ said he, turning pas- sionately toward his guide, ‘‘does this man, this impostor, cali himself here?’

ae Baker.’’

‘*Baker?’’ echoed the Rattlesnake con- tingent. ‘‘Baker:’’ repeated Lance For- ester, with a ghastly smile.

‘*Yes,’’ returned their guide. ‘‘You oughter know it, too, for he sent his wife and daughter over after his usual style to sample your camp a week 2go. Come, now, what are you givin us?’’ _THE EXD,

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