, 1877-07-07
Terror Of the Black Hills.

The other day. when wagon load
of bull heads was dumped out IN Gas
ter City, as wagon loads had been
dumped ou, every day before grass
s.arted, the first man TO welcome them
To he infant city was chap five ieet
high, aud wrig hing accordingly There
was a blood stain Oh his left cherk,
scar Oh his right, and h. had fierce
eye~, a voice like roaring l'''n, a"d
a bad limp in one Of his legs Tie ~as
whiting cut a tent pin With a big
bowie knife as the wagon drove up,
and, pushing the knife down the back
of his neck. he ii',ed up Hrury rifir.
ran his eye over the crowd, and called
ouf in an awful voice
Is there anybOti, in that crowd
looking for Terror NJ. l? kaSe IT
there L., here | am; and Pm just
aching TO be shot full Of bullets weigh
Ing a pound a piece"
No one was looking for him. Some
locked at him, and s"mr looked across
the street on purpose not io see hun,
while there was uniform movement
toward hip pockets.
Il didn't know hut that some OF
YOU might have come on: here from
NV York OF Boston TO plant me un-
der the sweet jeSsam Or the climb
ing morning ginrym chuckled The
Terror, as he rested the bntt of his
ride on the ground and tished up SIX
shooter from his hoo; leg
There were men from New York
and Boston in the party, but they
didn't want 10 bury anybody just
then.
4" | don t own this town continued
the Terror, a. he Inld hi infant armory
across the head of barrel; " | don't
own a foot of ground OF a share in any
OF the public buildings. erected at he
expense of the taxpayers, but when l
and on Washington Square aud utter
one yell the whole town quikes. I'm
Terror No. | There's one or two
other Ttrrors around here, but I'm
the boss-I'm the eg'Iar deaths head
and cross bores of the Black Hills re
glon."
Before he had ceased speaking most
of the new cumers had disappeared,
some looking pale and ANXIOUS, and
others feeling shIyers race up and
down their hacks
An hour la er, when a party of five
strangers from New England. were
making the acquaintance Of The infer
nal beverages On sale i'll one of Tie
shaaly saloons, and at the same time
pumping the proprietor about pros
pecls, in walked the Terror. He
looked As fierce as a caiamount cheat
ed out OF her desert, and there was an
awful growl IN his Voice as he called
out:
"Flve o'clock by Omaha time, and
| haven't killed or been Killed this
whole day lon. Turn loose your pet
grizzlies. unhilch your whirlwIndS, and
let a dozrn wild hons come for NE ct
once :"
Take something TO drink, my
good friend" mildly replied The sa-
loonisi. You are always welcome
here, but v"u don't drop in half often
enough. Don't be afraid 10 pour out
all You want"
To Tell you The truth, Steve" said
the Terror, as he poured ont nearly
half pint of the wors; whisky ever
made, L" came III here to kill some
one but you are a white man clear
down to your toe nails, and / won't
raise no row. That's good whisky,
that is, and if you want anybody IN
Custer City put under ground, just
give me MS name"
A, this moment three men on horse
back came down The street, and The
Terror jumped out with a scrrech and
shouted:
" Here's the hoI'yhock your looking
for. Here's the modest violet who
wants to be carved mp and fed to the
wolves
They wern't locking for him, and
they got away on the gaIlop. The !
party from the East went out among
the digglngS aud were absent Whole /
week When they returned TO Custer |
City they inquired for The Terror, and |
a hotel keeper replied
Yes; they did Use 10 call him the |
Terror, | believe, but they didn |
know him. He was whooping around |
here in his usual awful style three or
iour days ago, swearing that he must |
kill snmebo iy. when a tinsmilh from
Dayton. Ohio, took his rifle and bowie |
knife away, spit tobacco juice on hi- |
hat, and :hen kicked him the whole |
length OF the street The Terror was |
lu awful coward, genllemen-a regu
lar rag baby under The bed, and he Il |
never be seen In Custer again."