Bloomsburg democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1867-1869, 1867-05-08
wild RiIl'S story.

one AFTERNOON went out VI camp W 81 W
the cabin Of an old friend of mine, Mrs.
Waltman. took only one Of my revolvcrs
with me, for although the war had broken
out I didn't think it necessary to carry
both my pistols and in full or'nary scrim.
images, one is better than dozen, if YOU
shoot straight. / saw some wild turkeys on
the road as | was going down, and popped
one of en- over, thinking he'd be just the
thing for supper.
Well, rode up to Mrs. Waltman's, jump
ed off my horse, and went into the cabin,
which is like most Of the cabins on the
prarer, with only one room, and that had
two doors, one opening in front and t'other
on yard like.
"IIow are you Mrs. Waltman?" said,
feeling as jolly as you please.
The moment she saw me she turned as
white as q sheet and screamed: "Is that
Won Dill2 Oh, my God they will kill you
Run, run! They will kill you?
who's a goin' to kill me? Said l.
There's two that can play at that game"
cts NJ MKandlas and his gang. There's
ten of them, and you've no chance. -
They've just gone down the road to the
corn-rack. They came up here only five
minutes ago. M'Kanllas was dragin' poor
Parson Shipley on the ground, with lariat
round his neck. The preacher was most
dead with choaking, and the horses stamp.
ing on him. NJ Kandas knows yer bringin'
in that party of Yankee Cavalry, and he
swcars he cut yer heart out. Run Bill, run.
But it's too late, they're coming up the
lane"
While she was talking, l remembered l
had but one revolver, and load gone out
Of that. On the table there was a horn Of
powder and some little bars Of lead. l
poured some powder in the empty chamber
and ramed the lead after it by hammering
the bsrrel on the table, and had just
capped the pistol, when heard MKand!as
shout:
There's thst----d Tcnl, Wild Bills
horse; ho'5 acre, ard wei skin him
a'ive ~
|: g.. '--Hs G' 7L,ns 1e.ore, i, was
too late b. &C.. lie hcusc was my best
hot-a sor, 9; fortress, ike. lnever tho
| should leave that room alive.
The scout scopp.d in his story, rose from
his seat, and strobe Lack and forward in
state Of great excitement.
Il tell what it ia Kernel" he resumed,
after while, Il don't mind scrimmage
with these fellcrs round here. Shoot one
or two of them and the rest run away
But all Of NJ Kandlas's gang were reckless,
bloodthirsty devils, who would fight as long
AS they had strength to pull a trigger.
have been in tight places, but that's one Of
the few times I said my prayers"
Surround the house and give him no
quarter" yelled VI M'Kandlas. When I heard
tha, I felt as quie. and cool as if were
goin' to church. | looked round the room
and saw hawkins rifle hangin' over the
bed.
rs that loaded" said to Mrs. Walt
man.
YES" the poor thing whispered She
was so frightened she couldn't speak out
loud.
"Are you sure" said I, as jumped to
the bed and caught it from its hooks. Al
though my eye did not leave the door, yet
| could see she nodded yes again. put
the revolver on the bed, and just then NJ
Kandlas pokcd his nose inside the doorway,
but jumped back when be saw me with the
rifle in my hand.
Come in here you cowarlly dog!' I
shouted. Come in here and fight me !"
M'Kandlas was no coward, if he was
bully. lie jumped inside the room with
his gun lcvelcd to shoot; but he was not
quick enough. My rifle ball went through
his heart. He fell back outside the house,
where he was found afterward holding
tight to his rife, which had fallen over his
head
His disappearance was followed by a
yell from his gang, and then there was a
dead silence. I put down the rife and
took the revolver, and said to myself
"Only six shots and nine men to kill Save
your powder, Bill for the death-hug's
coming!"
81 don't know why it was, kernal; con-
tnued Bill, looking at me inquiringly, but
at that moment things seemed clear and
sharp, l could think strong.
There was few seconds of that awful
stiffness, and then the ruflians came rush
ing in at both doors. How wild they
looked, with their red, drunken faces and
eyes, shouting and cussing -
But l never aimed more deliberately in
my life.
Observation-Disclosures, and four men
fell dead
That didn't stop the rest. Two of them
fired their bird guns at me. And then l
felt sting run all over me. The room was
full Of snukc. Two got in close to me,
their eyes glairing out Of the clouds. One
| knocked down with my fist "You are