The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1873-11-20

OF the way or To be specially prepare,
to see company. He was then EN-
ployed at the Keystone Mil, min,
miles from town, and he staid ther,
nearly a whole week after he knew
that the Montana chap was in Austin
You see, Tom is peaceable man, an,
he didn't want any difficulty Mos
men would have come in at once, an,
got the affair of their hands -
The listener entertained doubts Il
this point, but saying nothing, fh,
Judge proceeded
saturday evening, just as usna
with him, Tom came into the city
and after getting shaved and fixed uI
for his holiday, he went around to the
saloons. where many of the people oI
mining towns spend their leisure, tt
meet his friends. Ii wasn't long be.
fore he encountered the Montana fel.
low, who began at once, in Toms
hearing, to make insulting remarks. =
Here the listener interrupted with
why did he make insulting remarks?
II he had made long journey solely
for the purpose Of killing Tom, why
didn't he shoot him or hand >"
because" said the Judge, that
would have been murder. The COM
munity is down on murder, and he
would have been dangling from an
awning beam in fifteen minutes. Kill
ing is a very different matter When
two men get into a fight. and ali is fair
between them, and one kills the other,
community don't ordinarily seem to
feel much concern on the subject. | n.
der such circumstances, the only way
for Montana was 10 provoke Tom to a
quarrel, and lead up 10 tight. But
Tom wasn't disposed to crafty him
he wouldn't take any notice--didn't
seem to hear but repeatedly left one
saloon to 90 to another, just to keep
out Of the way. Montana followed
him up, until, at last standing right
before Tom, he Jumped up about two
feet from the floor, aud came down
with heavy jar, aud said: I'm
Chief Even this Tom ,.,int resent
he only put his hands over his face
and wept +. Fact, sir, the tears actually
flowed, until his best friends thought
he was an arrant coward and when
he got up and went away to his room
to bed, there wasn't one Of them TO
say good word for him.
Montana enjoyed season of glory.
He had said, I'm Chief!' in public
place, and no man had dared accept
the challenge.
The next morning Tom was stand
ing on the sidewalk, when Montana
came along, and they met face to face.
Tom spoke to him in very quiet, low
tone, saying.
stranger, you used me pretty rough,
last night, but | don't bear malice.
Jest say that you'd been drinkin' and
didn't mean it, aud wenl say no more
about it,
Montana answered: No apologies
in mine
Well said Tom. you needn't apoi-
ogize. Come into the saloon and
chink glasses with me, and we'll let
the matter drop
Then Montana said Tom Carherry,
either you're generous, or else you're n
| don't think you re coward
ly, an if I'd known you at the start,
it's most likely | wouldn't ha' waded
in. But the matter can't be let drop,
for there's hundreds o people in my
section an between here aud there
who know that came here to kill
you so there's but two ways-we
must fight, or YOU must run. If you'll
run, it'll be jest a. good 10 me as to
fight.
Toms almost >upp!iant bearing dis
apreard on the instant, and he said ::
stranger, | ain,t much in the habit o.
runnin', an il wer To ight We may
as we'll have il out now "a any ime.
Are you heeied"
Tom asked this question because We
have law against carrying concealed
which il regarded al such
hours a. people think they will have
no use for their arma and tlisregart!ed
at all Others.
The answer WIS. No; leil my
revolver with the bar keeper n the
Exchange
Get it. said Tom IN wait for you
here.
The Exchange WA. IL corner
building across street which came in
Mt right anolea n The sidewalk where
they were standing. Montana went
in al the front door, but came out at
the side on the cross street, hoping To
steal up and get the drop on Tom, but
this was not so easy. Tom was wide
awake-he had crossed the main street
Montana poked his pistol round the
corner and followed it with just enough
of his head to take sight, Car5erry was
not in range. In moment their eyes
met, and the shooting began Tom
curled down close to the r0ad-bed to
present the smallest possible area as a
mark, and because il is comparatively
difficult to hit an object lying on the
ground. Montana sheltered himself
behind long row of sacks
of potatoes lying on the edge of the
sidewalk, and partly behind small
awning post. This last was a fatal er-
ror, for with tall post for mark it is
the easiest thing in the world to make
a line. shot.
/ am making long story Of the
shooting, which in reality was very
soon over. They fired three shots
apiece In as many seconds. Tom =
third ball passed through Montana's
heart, and he was dead before his head
rebounded on the brick pavement.
Carberry surrendered himself at once.
and was kept in Jail until his trial
came off, although bail to any amount
was offered"
After a pause, the Judge added: ~
don't see how | could have done more
for him than | did. but the man
should not have been punished-he