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Date: Fri, 12 Aug 2016 10:35:43 -0400 From: "Printer Ink" <printer-ink@kjdecor.com> To: <mit-talk-mtg@charon.mit.edu> <html> <head>=20 <title>1ink Saves You Money on Printer Ink!</title>=20 </head>=20 <body> 1ink Saves You Money on Printer Ink!=20 <h1>1 Ink</h1>=20 <p>Don't pay a fortune for printer ink. Save with 1ink! 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The time to d= o it and the place depend upon several things. The first "stick-up&quo= t; I was ever in happened in 1890. Maybe the way I got into it will explain= how most train robbers start in the business. Five out of six Western outl= aws are just cowboys out of a job and gone wrong. The sixth is a tough from= the East who dresses up like a bad man and plays some low-down trick that = gives the boys a bad name. Wire fences and "nesters" made five of= them; a bad heart made the sixth. Jim S-- and I were working on the 101 Ra= nch in Colorado. The nesters had the cowman on t he go. They had taken up t= he land and elected officers who were hard to get along with. Jim and I rod= e into La Junta one day, going south from a round-up. We were having a litt= le fun without malice toward any-body when a farmer administration cut in a= nd tried to harvest us. Jim shot a deputy marshal, and I kind of corroborat= ed his side of the argument. We skirmished up and down the main street, the= boomers having bad luck all the time. After a while we leaned forward and = shoved for the ranch down on the Ceriso. We were riding a couple of horses = that couldn't fly, but they could catch birds. A few days after that, a gan= g of the La Junta boomers came to the ranch and wanted us to go back with t= hem. Naturally, we declined. We had the house on them, and before we were d= one refusing, that old 'dobe was plumb full of lead. When dark came we fagg= ed 'em a batch of bullets and shoved out the back door for the rocks. They = sure smoked us as we went. We had to drift, which we did, and rounded up do= wn in Oklahoma. Well, there wasn't anything we could get there, and, being = mighty hard up, we decided to transact a little business with the railroads= Jim and I joined forces with Tom and Ike Moore -- two brothers who had pl= enty of sand they were willing to convert into dust. I can call their names= , for both of them are dead. Tom was shot while robbing a bank in Arkansas;= Ike was killed during the more dangerous pastime of attending a dance in t= he Creek Nation. We selected a place on the Santa Fe where there was a brid= ge across a deep creek surrounded by heavy timber. All passenger trains too= k water at the tank close to one end of the bridge. It was a quiet place, t= he nearest house being five miles away. The day before it happened, we rest= ed our horses and "made medicine" as to how we should get about i= t. Our plans were not at all elaborate, as none of us had ever engaged in a= hold-up before. The Santa Fe flyer was due at the tank at 11.15 P. M. At e= leven, Tom and I lay down on one side of the track, and Jim and Ike took th= e other. As the train rolled up, the headlight flashing far down the track = and the steam hissing from the engine, I turned weak all over, I would have= worked a whole year on the ranch for nothing to have been out of that affa= ir right then. Some of the nerviest men in the business have told me that t= hey felt the same way the first time. The engine had hardly stopped when I = jumped on the running-board on one side, while Jim mounted the other. As so= on as the engineer and fireman saw our guns they threw up their hands witho= ut being told, and begged us not to shoot, saying they would do anything we= wanted them to. "Hit the ground," I ordered, and they both jumpe= d off. We drove them before us down the side of the train. While this was h= appening, Tom and Ike had been blazing away, one on each side of the train,= yelling like Apaches, so as to keep the passengers herded in the cars. Som= e fellow stuck a little twenty-two calibre out one of the coach windows and= fired it straight up in the air. I let drive and smashed the glass just ov= er his head. That settled everything like resistance from that direction. B= y this time all my nervousness was gone. I felt a kind of pleasant exciteme= nt as if I were at a dance or a frolic of some sort. The lights were all ou= t in the coaches, and, as Tom and Ike gradually quit firing and yelling, it= got to be almost as still as a graveyard. I remember hearing a little bird= chirping in a bush at the side of the track, as if it were complaining at = being waked up. I made the fireman get a lantern, and then I went to the ex= press car and yelled to the messenger to open up or get perforated. He slid= the door back and stood in it with his hands up. "Jump overboard, son= ," I said, and he hit the dirt like a lump of lead. There were two saf= es in the car -- a big one and a little one. By the way, I first located th= e messenger's arsenal -- a double-barrelled shot-gun with buckshot cartridg= es and a thirty-eight in a drawer. I drew the cartridges from the shot-gun,= pocketed the pistol, and called the messenger inside. I shoved my gun agai= nst his nose and put him to work. He couldn't open the big safe, but he did= the little one. There was only nine hundred dollars in it. That was mighty= small winnings for our trouble, so we decided to go through the passengers= We took our prisoners to the smoking-car, and from there sent the enginee= r through the train to light up the coaches. Beginning with the first one, = we placed a man at each door and ordered the passengers to stand between th= e seats with their hands up. If you want to find out what cowards the major= ity of men are, all you have to do is rob a passenger train. I don't mean b= ecause they don't resist -- I'll tell you later on why they can't do that -= - but it makes a man feel sorry for them the way they lose their heads. Big= , burly drummers and farmers and ex-soldiers and high-collared dudes and sp= orts that, a few moments before, were filling the car with noise and braggi= ng, get so scared that their ears flop. There were very few people in the d= ay coaches at that time of night, so we made a slim haul until we got to th= e sleeper. The Pullman conductor met me at one door while Jim was going rou= nd to the other one. He very politely informed me that I could not go into = that car, as it did not belong to the railroad company, and, besides, the p= assengers had already been greatly disturbed by the shouting and firing. Ne= ver in all my life have I met with a finer instance of official dignity and= reliance upon the power of Mr. Pull-man's great name. I jabbed my six-shoo= ter so hard against Mr. Conductor's front that I afterward found one of his= vest buttons so firmly wedged in the end of the barrel that I had to shoot= it out. He just shut up like a weak-springed knife and rolled down the car= steps. I opened the door of the sleeper and stepped inside. A big, fat old= man came wabbling up to me, puffing and blowing. He had one coat-sleeve on= and was trying to put his vest on over that. I don't know who he thought I= was. "Young man, young man," says he, "you must keep cool a= nd not get excited. Above everything, keep cool." "I can't,"= says I. "Excitement's just eating me up." And then I let out a y= ell and turned loose my forty-five through the skylight. That old man tried= to dive into one of the lower berths, but a screech came out of it and a b= are foot that took him in the bread-basket and landed him on the floor. I s= aw Jim coming in the other door, and I hollered for everybody to climb out = and line up. They commenced to scramble down, and for a while we had a thre= e-ringed circus. The men looked as frightened and tame as a lot of rabbits = in a deep snow. They had on, on an average, about a quarter of a suit of cl= othes and one shoe apiece. One chap was sitting on the floor of the aisle, = looking as if he were working a hard sum in arithmetic. He was trying, very= solemn, to pull a lady's number two shoe on his number nine foot. The ladi= es didn't stop to dress. They were so curious to see a real, live train rob= ber, bless 'em, that they just wrapped blankets and sheets around themselve= s and came out, squeaky and fidgety looking. They always show more curiosit= y and sand than the men do. We got them all lined up and pretty quiet, and = I went through the bunch. I found very little on them -- I mean in the way = of valuables. One man in the line was a sight. He was one of those big, ove= rgrown, solemn snoozers that sit on the platform at lectures and look wise.= Before crawling out he had managed to put on his long, frock-tailed coat a= nd his high silk hat. The rest of him was nothing but pajamas and bunions. = When I dug into that Prince Albert, I expected to drag out at least a block= of gold mine stock or an armful of Government bonds, but all I found was a= little boy's French harp about four inches long. 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