The Opelousas journal. [volume] (Opelousas, La.) 1868-1878, 1877-08-25
wild HumOr OF. the Plains.
Correspondence New York SUM-

Correspondence New York SUM-
/ Riding past the wicked city of Che
/ yenne, and just before we come t.
Laramie, on the Union Pacific, we stop
at Robbers ROOst, one of the old over
land stage stations between Denver
and Salt Lake.
1t is here that they tell the wonderful
stories about Jack Slade, who snperin-
tended the stage line i'll 80. JACK Shade
! was considered by every one in this re-
| glOn as an A. No. / man-l killer and Il
| stabber, whose honor had never been
| furnished by missing the man he inten-
ded to kill. The crowning glory of
Jack SHADES life was when after killing
his thirteenth man, he finally killed
Jules Burg, from whom the town of
JuleS-hurg on the Z. ?. took its name.
| How did Slade happen to kill Jules
Burg ?" asked a ramchman with red
face, teascl-like beard, and greasy buck
| skin jacket.
Well, this jules want no good man
| like Jack anyhow" he commenced
Jules hadn't killed anybody to brag
OF ganXWsaX--only y few emigrants-and
he hadH't no business fooln' around
the Roost anyway. We all told him so
told him he'd better look ont about
pourin' drinks over bis shoulder when
Jack liq4nred. Now, Jack, he was IL
generous '&ind of a man. He didn't
care how many men Jules killed-he
wasn't Jealous. But every time Jack
let daylight through one of the boys,
jules would go mOpint round the Roo>t,
jealous like. But Jack could have
stood this if julie, hadn't a lied about
"H0w did he lie about Jack ?" |
asked, becoming excited.
Why, he rode over to Laramie one
night, Jules did, and sIandered Jack
told the Salt Wells boys that Jack
hadn't killed no thirteen men. By the
great horned steer! want Jack mad,
though, when he beard about Jules un-
dermning his character? Want he p
"What did he do7"
Why, what could man do when his
honor's tackled He ies went TO
Sho"tin'. The next time he caught
jules at Laramie he went for him; nut
Jules got the drop on him, and, thund er
and Iightnin! Jack had to take wafer
But that was not the end of it. No,
STRIP
=" Did Jules and Jack meet again ?"
"You bet they did. jules went up to
old Antoine Runnel's ra4che on the
North Platte, Runnels'a was Jacks
right bower, y0n know; so he and some
Of Jack drivers got Jules drunk, and
tied him to post in the corral, and
sent to Robbers ROost for Jack. Lord,
how Jack flew for Runnels' ranch! He
rode night and day, killed two horses,
tied to a post. As Jack rode up he
drew out his pistol and commenced
firing. Every time before firing he'd
say, Now, Jules, I'm going for your
left, knee and fire 'cOrdin'ly. Then
he'd pop an arm, then the end of his
nose, and, in fact, he shot all around
him and through him, and over him
and into him, till Jules looked like a
skinner. Jack would shoot spell,
and then come into the ranch and take
a drink with the boys, and come out
and make Jules drink, and"
But how could jules drink wit so
many bullet. holes IN him ?'' | inter-
rupttd.
run right through the bullet-hOles.
Jules Burg refuse to rink! Why, the
first thing | expect to hear in TIE next
world will be jules Burg's voice sayin',
j say, Monte, didn't you bring a can
teen of old Robbers Ro0st with you p
But about the shO0tin': After Jack
had shot twenty-five holes through
Jules, he walks up to him like Chris
tian, and cuts his ears off, and takes
'em down to 81 Monks saloon in
Cheyenne. We boys all go down, too,
an, by the great horn spoon! you ought
to seen the joke Jack got on ST Monks !"
"What was it, MOntie?" / asked.
"Why, after liQuOrin' a few times,
Jack asked 81 how many drinks he'd
set up for Jules Burg's ears.
Jules Burg's ears ! says ST. why,
for Jules Burg's ears I'll liquor every
body in Cheyenne ~
It's CO. says Jack, and he slapped
jules ears down on the bar, and ST
Monk had to liquor for all the boys i'll
town."
"And what became Of the ears ?'
"Well, Jack Slade travelled around
with them ears, getting drinks on 'em
dog gone railroad came through and d
hiled-shirt maj shai had him arrested =
1"Was Jack ever hung?"
yes, they hung him over in Montana.
His wife rode thirty miles on horseback
to shoot him, but"
"What did she want to shoot him
"She wanted him to "die with his
boots on" an, when she got in too late
and found Jack hadn't died with his
boots on, it broke her heart. She went
ont and shot seven barrels into crowd
of Chinainen, jumped on to her horse,
and that's the last we ever heard of
Jack or Sue.n And the old ranch
man knocked the dust of his pipe,
looked up, and remarked:
81 say, stranger, don't you think it's
'bou thine to irrigateT