The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1872-08-22
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tion was big fellow, who stoo
with newspaper in his hand, ray
ing and cursing,
What's the matter, Wolff" ask
ed new conner. who was eyidentl
familiar with the irate man.
"MatterP'r etuFned Wolf, FOR tina
was his name, ssfnatter enough, an
rough enough it'll be for some folks
Them young whelps thatprints thi
paper has gone an published some
thin bout me. o, IN fix EN-
They'd better never ha' been born
| They'd better go an kill thpTneelyei
after ten minutes; it'H Be an eHsfc
death FUR 'ern."
Wolf was noted desperate, who
1T WAS said, had killed more thaF
twenty men, and but few kileW Hhc
did not fear him. He Was at thai
time chief Of a gang of leafers and
gapblers that we're nearly always to
be Aonnd louhging in the vicinity
alluaed to and distnr5ipg Che. peace
of the whole neighbOrhoOd daily
with riot0ns conduct If there was
any law in those days it was seldom
executed against such characters,
and in the full. consciousness that
they were feared, they did pretty
much as they pleased.
The newspaper which had given
deadly offence to Wolf was a little
weekly journal, and its Office was in
the ssecondA story OF q ballding on
the same street with the hotel
have mentioned, aud only a few rods
distant. 1t was published by two
young men-or l might say, boys,
for they were only eighteen and
twenty years old, respectively
named Darrell and Haynes. The
paper and its useful Proprietors were
already known in the city of San
Francisco.
The article which had excited the
wrath of the ruffian Wolf was a bold
denunciatiOn of himself and crowd,
and it particularly mentioned him
by name, characterizing him as
"blustering bully" It was the
work of young Darrell. a fearless
boy hailing from one of the Western
States. Before .leaxing his home in
the Mississippi valley, he had ac-
quired q fair education, so that he
could at least edit a newspaper in
those early days; and he possessed,
besides, that courage and daring
which may be natural in the first
place, and which are more thorough
~ developed by exposure to dan
gers and hardships. Young Haynes
was quite different kind Of person
in point of courage, being Of unu-
sually timOrous nature.
To return 10 the scene on Sacra.
mento street. Working himself up
in his very worst mood-and his
best was bad enough-Wolf the
paper to atoms anil started for the
publication Office. He was followed
by O curious rabble, most of them
were elated with the prospect of q
murder, though there were some
present who would have remOnstra-
ted with the eyil-hearted man, had
they dared.
"Jest you watch" said Wolf, as
he reached the door, ''if you want to
see their bloody carc8sses tumble
out o. the window. 1t won't be long
l don't spend much time on sich fel
lows"
II was the intention OF the cruel
hearted man actually to cut the
throats of the boyish journalists
and throw their bodies out at the
window, for the qualification of the
crowd, and the further exaltatiOn
of his already fearful name. So the
mob on the street awaited the issue
with feverish expectation, as Wolf,
fiourishing his knife and revolver,
entered the rude frame building and
rushed up stairs.
q An unconscious OF their danger,
the two young editors were busily
pursuing their usual work in their
primitive office. If they had heard
the noise without, they paid no at
tentiOh 70 it, suPpOsing it was mere
Iva street row such as they were
accustomed to hearing every day
Darrell was sitting at a rude table
writing, and Haynes was at the
counter arranging some papers for
the mail. rag - Is
They heard the clatter Of heavy
boots on the stairs, but supposed it
was some rough minor coming up
to- subscribe for the paper, or, per
haps, to see q lawyer who occupied
two or three rooms on the same
aoOr, for the buildiRg was only al
two-s story one, and the second door
was occupied exclusively by them
and an attOrney-their rooms being
separated frsm his by narrow hall
way that was reached by the fight
Of stairs ulluding to.
"Ah,ah! I've got We, my young
impsf' exclaimed the desperado,
in. q F# So g
KayBes recognized biuaiid tarnsd
pale. Being at the counter, which
faced the door and extended across
the room, he was naturally the first
mark for VOLTS vengeance.
"Ye young rascalsi' he hissed,
scowling- like n madman. yell
never write nor print nothin' more,
bout me" Here he fourished his
knife aad revolver above his head
s'T've got a sure thing on both of
yer Saying this he looked about
him, with careful scrutiny, to see
that there was no means OF escape
for the quiet youth at the table, who,
Of course, would not dare to jump
over the table and try to pass him,
but would cover down in q corner
and take his turn at being killed;
then he reached across the counter
and seized Haynes by the hair, which |
was unfortunately very long.
Coiling the terrified young mans
locks around the great coarse I'm
gers of the left hand, Wolf laid his /
revolver on the counter, without the
slightest apprehension that his
youthful adversary would snatch it
lp and use it on him, as he might
have done had he possessed the |
nerve, then flourished his big CLEAN
ing knife deliberately with pure
iehdishness, prolonging Haynes
terror and pain.