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Show 288 TALES OF THE COLORADO PIONEERS. to know where that ball went that disturbed poor Dick Turpin's digestion, and caused him to be planted in the ware-room up there,' pointing with his thumb over his shoulder towards, the cemetery on the bluff. " The other man took a contemplative puff or two at his cigar and replied: "' Well, Dr. Samuel S. Gross, if you are very enthusiastic in the pursuit of science, I have an idea that a small resurrection might be organized for the occasion and the body of Mr. Turpin removed to a locality where the desired examination could be made.' "Another friend of medical science about this time put in an appearance, and taking part in the conversation, re-' marked, 'How long has Turpin been buried?' "' Well, about two weeks.' "' Don't you think he would be a little rancid by this time?' "' Oh, no, not more than some I have handled before,' remarked the gentleman addressed as Dr. Samuel S. Gross. ' Now, Smith,' said the same party, ' you see the boys and get a few of them to join us to-morrow night, and we'll raise the defunct Richard and examine his damaged anatomy.' " 'All right,' was the reply,' to-morrow night at twelve we will be on hand.' "The appointed time came. The party assembled, some of them just a little stimulated with old bourbon. Prominent among the party was George Rawle, a man who generally had a hand in everything that was going forward in the town, and was in his normal condition- about two-thirds full of whisky. Picks and shovels were soon procured, and the ameteur resurrectionists were |
