The new daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1872-1873, 1873-01-30
The New 4ailp appeal:
SHOOTING AfFRAY.-Between and

SHOOTING AfFRAY.-Between 6 and
O'Clock last eveningthe busy part OF town
was thrown into excitement and commo-
ton when the news spread that George
FRYER, the we'll known jolly host OF the
New Or,nsby had been shot at twice by
one of his walters. and had narrowly es-
capped being killed on the spot. At first
it was impossible to get any intelligent
account of the difficulty as SO much
excitement prevailed and SO many
conflicting rulnors were aflOat. After
a GOOD deal of trouble spent in inquiry
and comparison of the numerous ac-
counts of the trouble SO as to get at the
truth as nearly as possible, we are III
possession Of the following statement:
It seems that Fryer went in to supper
and sitting down to the table found cold
potatoes set before him and complained,
charging the waiter-Brown, a young
man that has been working at the hotel
but few days-with neglect IN not
bringing his dinner hot. The waiter de-
MED the charge and said he had net
brought him cold potatoes. Fryer re-
piled: s'you are a id liar. DO You
mean fight?' asked the man. Yes,
said George and rising from the chair IN
which he was sitting grappled with the
insolent waiter and Il rough and tumble
fight ensued, in which, We are told. the
master got tie best Of it and succeeded
so well as to chuck his unruly servant S
head through the window. DR.. Bren-
an, Ben Fitch and Assemblyman
Hoppin rushed up and managed
after some hard pulling and tugglnS
to separate the angry colnbatants. The
waiter finding himself free, flew to the
kitchen, and picking up cleaver, was
rushing back with it blind with rage and
would probably have ended the days OF
ssmine host on the spot, if he had not
been seized by Mir. Fitch and the cleaver
wrested from his grasp. George Fryer,
Immediately after the tussle, came out
from the dining room into the saloon
and had stood a moment at the corner of
the bar where he entered, when the wait
er who had gone around and got his coat
appeared, his arm! in one sleeve, rushing
bv the stove. Upon seeing Fryer stand
ING there he advanced towards him, put
ting his other arm in the coat evidently
crazy with rage and excitement, until
he stood finally with coat on III front OF
his antagonist, when he drew his pistol,
and taking hasty aim fired upon him
ut a distance of scarcely more than three
or four feet, the ball missing its aim and
burying itself in the ceiling to the right
At this point all was confusion: the bar
keeper who was standing behind the bar
near at hand ran out of the way, in what
direction he could not tell clearly after
wards: and the rest Of the audience, eN-
cent Senator Small who was standing mt
the stove and maintained his presence
of mind through the whole scene, lodged
about like so many bewildered rabbits
hardly knowing their heads from thel-
heels. From Mr. Small we learn that
after the first shot was fired, Fryer
opened the door behind him and was TO-
lowed midway of the drawing room by
his enrased pursuer, but here seeing his
supposed victim making for the street
through the door of the ladies' entrance.
he left off the pursuit and rushed out OF
the south door of the room and hurried
thence through the front door and around
the corner to shoot his employer on the
street. Fryer saw him rushing up to
the door and held it ajar so as to hinder
him from getting in, and did SO etfectu-
ally; but hearing himself called coward
and some other very hard names, he
opened the door and stepped boldly out
on to the pavement, thus placing his
body so near the waiter that the latter
had to make step backwards to shoot
at him. This shot came nearer doing
the dastardly work intended than the
first, for it passed through the vest and
coat of Fryer, severing his gold watch
guard but marvelously missing his cor
puieht person. The crowd that came
and saw these holes had to agree that
George had had very, very ''close .al.
After firing this shot and perceivin9 no
effect he said to Fryer: "Go and heel
yourself: I'll see you again" He LETT
the spot then, returning to the corner OF
the hotel and was passing down the
street in the direction Of the st. Charles
Hotel when he was heard to say: "Tll
go and get better gun than this.
Damn this pepper box!'' After the fra
cas- the man who came SO near being
murderer was not to be found. And we
are told that George Fryer who had gone
in search of his assassin" towards the
V. & T. depot by the back street, was
equally hard to find. There must have
been special god or goddess detailed to
shield our volumnious friend; for it
seems incredible almost, that a man
could be SO fine a shot as possibly to
miss him. .-