And now......From Arapaho Central.......
Ladies & gents....I am now reporting now from the Longbranch Saloon. Since the start of this foot race betweem the Marshal and Mrs. Marshal the bets continue in as to who will be sitting in the Time Out Chair. Now....new bets are coming in on where Mrs. Marshal will catch up with the Marshal. The odds on favorite in this race is Mrs. Marshal and most of the bets are swinging in her favor. She is being favored in the race because she is younger than the Marshal and in a little better shape.
I have been speaking with some of the folks here in Cas City about this whole thing. most folks think it's the most exciting thing that's happened here since the Dalton Gang rode through on thier way to Coffeeville.
Hang on....Here somes someone who may have an opinion on this.
Sir...may I bother you for a moment and ask a few questions
Well I got no problem with that, Pilgrim!
What do you think of this whole thing that's going on here?
Well Pilgrim....the way I see it is the Marshal musta done sumpthin' wrong to rile up his wife and now she's out ta fix that.
Do you think she will harm the Marshal?
Well...she might put a few bumps on his head!
Other than that...do you think she'll do anything else?
I don't think so...but you can bet the Marshal will be sleepin in the woodshed fer a while!
I see! Well...what would you do in a situation like this?
I'll tell ya, Pilgrim....If I was ta get a woman riled up and she picked up a rollin' pin and came after me with it....I'd be headin' fer the tall timber. The Marshal ain't yella, but he's playin' it smart by runnin'.
I think I would run also!
I thank you for your time, sir
Think nuthin' of it, Pilgrim!
Alright folks....I'll switch you over to my live reporter now. Take it away Jock!
Aye laddie....This is Jock reportin' from in front of the livery stable. Just a couple of moments ago, the Marshal came rollin' out the front door and headed down the street toward the blacksmith shop. His wife was right behind him and back about twenty five feet. She was still wavin' that rollin' pin at him and cursin' up a storm! I think the woman is very angry with him! Hang on....wait a minute! Mrs. Marshal as stopped in the middle of the street and the Marshal is still runnin'. She takes aim and tossed that rollin' pin like a tomahawk. It's sailin' through the air and it looks like....NO! She missed! Her aim was good but I guess the Marshal knew it was a-comin' and he ducked! Missed him clean! I'll be movin from here up to the blasksmith shop. Back to you Arapaho.
Alright ladies & gents....the race is still on and it's anyones guess if, where and when Mrs. Marshal will catch up with the Marshal.
Stay tuned to Arapaho Central for more details.