Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1873-11-27

Steh atcf ut knew tue montana cld
was inAustin You see. Tom is
, Fpeaceate man. and he didn't war
any diftulty. Most men would hav
) come itat once, and got the affair o.
their hads!"
The steiner entertained doubts q
this pht. but saying nothing. tn
Judge foceeded
"Satfday evening". just as usus
with bin, Tom came into the city
and afr getting shaved and fixet
up for Is holiday. he went around t,
the salons. where many of the peo
pie of mining towns spend thei
leisurel to meet his friends. /
wasn'tlong before he encountered
the Mhtana fellow. who began a
once. j Toms hearing. to make in.
snltingFemarks."
HeresaRlisteneEinterrnpted with
''Why ie make insulting re
marks be had made a long
iourne s6iely for the purpose o.
killing Eom. why didn't he shoot
him odkaud?"
"Beduse. said the Judge, "thai
would kse been murder. The COM
munit,is down on murder, and he
would pave been dangling from an
awningheam in fifteen minutes. Kill
ing il . very different matter
When wo men get into q fight, and
all is iir between them, and one
kills th other, community don't or
dinarif seem to feel much concern
on thehhject. Under such cireum-
stanceg the only way for Montana
was toprovoke Tom to aquarrel, and
lead ufto a fight But Tom wasn't
dispose to crafty him-he wouldn't
take my notice-didn't seem to
hear: ht repeatedly left one saloon
to 60 { another. just to keep out of
the w4 Montana followed him up.
until, i last, standing right before
Tom, fe jumped up about two feet
from sSe floor, and came down with
heavyjsr, and said: I'm chiefr
Even this Tom didn't resent-he
only INT his hands over his face aud
wepti Fact, sir, the tears actually
flowed, until his best friends thought
he was an arrant coward; and when
he GO. up and went away to his room
to bed, there wasn't one Of them to
say good word for him.
"Montana enjoyed a season of
glory. He had said, I'm chief!' in a
public place, and no man had dared
10 accept the challenge.
"fhe next morning Tom was
'tandirg on the sidewalk, when Mon
'anaSame along. and they met face
20 fake Tom spoke to him in very
luiet, tow one, saying:
SIR ger, you used me pretty
'oug last night, but l don't bear
nslistsJest say that you'd been
Re + fl say say No mi .siflts,s paean il, and
montana answered: No apofo7
,ies in mine
"'Well, said Tom, 'you needn't
apologize. Come into the saloon
md chink glasses with me, and we'll
ct the matter drop
"Then Montana said: Tom Car
perry, either you're generous, or else
you're a coward. l don't think
you're cowardly. an if I'd known
you at the start, it's most likely l
wouldn't ha' waded in. But the
matter can't be let drop, for there's
hundreds of people in my section
an between here and there who
know that | came here to kill you;
40 there's but two ways-we must
fight. or you must run. If you'll
run, it'll be jest as good to me as to
fight
Toms almost suppliant bearing
disappeared on the instant, and he
,aid: Stranger, | amt much in the
habit O. runnin', an if we're to fight,
we may as well have it out now as
any time. Are you heeled?'
tom asked this question because
we have a law against earring con-
,ealed weapons, which is regarded
At such hours as people think they
viii. have no use for their arms, and
at all others.
sThe answer was: No; / left my
revolver with the bar-keeper O. the
Exchange
.'Get it, said Tom; I'll wait for
you here
'The Exchange was in a corner
building across street which came
at right angles to the sidewalk where
they were standing. Montana went
in at the front door, but came out at
tn. side on a cross street, hoping to
steal mp and get the drop on Tom;
but this was not so easy. Tom was
wide awake-he had crossed the
man street to guard against sur
prise; so, when Montana poked his
pistol round the corner, and follow
ed it with just enough of his head
to take sight, Carberry was not in
range. In a moment their eyes
met, and the shooting began Tom
curled down close to the ad-bed,
the smallest possible area
as q mark, and because it is COM
p.ratively difficult to hit an object
lying on the ground Montana
sheltered himself somewhat behind
Allow row Of sacks of patatoes lying
on the edge of the sidewalk, and
partly behind a small awning post
This last was fatal error, for with
atall post for a mark it is the easiest
thing in the world to make a line
shot.
81 am making a long story of the
shooting, which in reality was very
soon over. They fired three shots
apiece in as many seconds. Toms
third ball passed through Montana.i
heart, and he was dead before hi
head rebounded on the brick pave
ment. Carberry surrendered him
self at once, and was kept in jai
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