Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1874-01-06

would have been murder. The
community is down on murder,
aud he would have been dangling
from an awning-beam in fifteen
minutes. Killing is very differ
ent matter When two men get
into fight, and all is fair between
them, and one kills the other, the
community don't ordinarily seem
to feel much concern on the sub
ject. Under such circumstances,
the only way for Montana was to
provoke Tom to a quarrel, and lead
up to a fight. But Tom wasn't
disposed to crafty him--wouldn't
take any notice-didn't seem to
hear but repeatedly left one sa-
loon to go to another, just to keep
out of the way. Montana followed
him up, until at last, standing
right before Tom, he jnmped up
about two feet from the floor, and
came down with heavy jar, and
said: "I'm Chiefw Even this
Tom didn't resent-he only put his
hands over his face and wept fact,
sir, the tears actually flowed, until
his friends thought he was an ar
rant coward ; and when he got up
and went away to his room to bed,
there wasn't one of them to say q
good word for him.
"Montana enjoyed a season of
glory. He had said Pm Chiefp in
public place, and no man had dar-
ed to'except the challenge.
"The next morning Tom wa:
standing on the sidewalk, wher
Montana came along, and they me-
face to face. Tom spoke to him in
a very quiet low tone, and said:
Stranger, you used me pretty
kind O rough last night, but ]
don't bear malice. Jest say that
you'd been drinkin' and didn't
mean it, and well say no more
about it."
Montana answered; "no apollo
gies in NINE"
'Well,' said Tom, you needn't
apologize; come into the saloor
and chink glasses with me, and
well let the matter DROP
"Then Montana said: "Tom
Carberry. either your generous, or
else you're a coward. I DON'T
think you're cowardly, an if I'd
known you at the start its most
likely I 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 l came here
to kill you; so there's but two
ways--you must fight, or you must
run. If you'll run it'll be jest as
good to me as to fight
"Tom's almost suppliant bearing
disappeared on the instant, and he
said Stranger, I 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 2
"Tom asked this question, be-
cause we have law against carry
ing concealed weapons, which is
regarded at such hours as people
think they will have no use for
their arms, and disregard at all
others.
"The answer was, 'No; left my
with the barkeeper of the
Exchange
"'Get it, said Tom I'll wait for
you here
"The Exchange was in a corner
building across a street which
came in at right angles to the side
walk where they were standing.
Montana went in at the front door,
but came out at the side one, OH
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 street
to guard against surprise so when
Montana poked his pistol round
the corner and followed it with
Just enough of his head to take
sight, Carberry was not in range.
In moment their eyes met and
The shooting began. Tom curled
down close to the roadbed, to pre-
sent the smallest possible area as
4 mark, and because it is compar-
atively difficult to hit the object
ying on the ground. Montana
sheltered himself somewhat behind
, low row Of sacks of potatoes ly-
,n the edge Of the sidewalk, and
partly behind a small awning post.
This last was the fatal error, for