The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1878-03-07

not know, ne was waking up the street
when two fellows began shooting. and
one of them shot him through the lee.
A few days later two men passed each
other in Canal street. One of them
looked at the other; they turned, drew
their pistols and began firing. Neither
of them was touched, but a lady in the
neighborhood got bullet through the
calf of her leg. Both of these occur
rences were chrcnicled in short. face
tious article in the morning newspapers.
One of the most famous of the old
time duelists of New Olleans the cham
pion swor0sman and pistol shot, is still
living. His name is Papa Lulu. had
heard much of him. for he had been
principal and second in sixty-odd duels.
One day friend volunteered to introduce
me. We took street-car, rode down to
Old Town, through the French quarter
"a part Of the city which has not
changed Cor 100 years, except to grow
more dilap idated-aoross Elysian Fields,
until we saw cemetery few squares
away. We left the street-car and walked
to the cemetery. 1t is beautiful spot,
surrounded by high brick wall. The
tombs of the people who can afford it
are built above the ground. Across the
street from the cemetery was tomb
stone shop and flower garden. In
front of the shop stood a little man, not
more than five feet seven inches In
height, with thin loins, long arms.
broad STOPPING shoulders, and swarthy
complexion. was introduced to the
celebrated Papa Lulu as a gentleman
from the North, who had a curiosity to
see his armory. We were invited to his
house. We passed back from the street.
through narrow alley, between the
tombstone shop and the flower garden,
to 8 neatly-kept plot Of ground. AS we
passed through the gate we came face to
face with an iron target, with the out
lines OF man painted on it. The body
aad the head were splotched with bullet
marks. [ was subsequently informed
by Papa Lulu that he regularly kept
up his pistol practice. "I always
shoot" he said, sin the morning, be.
fore breakfast, just to keep my hand in,
you know; there's no telling how soon
one may be called on" We were shown
into his armory, low frame building.
about ten feet square. As we entered.
Papa said to me in whisper, "When
does it come Off" T laughingly in
formed him that it was simply curiosity
that brought me there, not business. 4
ten-pound key of powder, and bars OF
lead and sacks of shot lay on
one side. Around the walls were
hung every description of sword,
from Roman sword down to the regu-
latlon cavalry saber. There were fencing
folls, with and without buttons. There
were the old-fashioned broad swords.
and three cornered grooved sword they
call a cOeAl5sse maGJ0de. A large case,
with glass doors, took up one half of the
side OF the room. 1t was filed with guns
and Observation-Disclosures shot-guns,
double barreled smooth-bo of cele-
brated Spanish makers, MISSISSIPPI
pi yagers, Kentucky squirrel rifles, one
or two Mimic muskets, and a Spencer
and Winchester, repeating carbines,
and at least a dozen pairs of dueling-
pistols, some with fint-locks, others
changed from flint to percussion-locks,
and still others of more modern make.
One pair appeared to be Llulu's pets. I
was informed that they were Spanish
barrels. which he had picked up for
mere song, only costing him, as he said,
$50. They had cost in Spain, years ago,
at least $3.50. In handling them, I no.
ticed several hicks cut on the stock, just
behind the pistol-guard. One of the
hicks was quite fresh. This excited nay
and [ asked what they meant.
With apparent surprise at my Ignorance,
Lulu told me that it was a custom
among eluelists to cut nick on the pis-
tol-stock for every man killed. I asked
when the freshest one had been made.
"Oh!' said he. with nonchalance.
" that was year or SO ago."
"Tell me about il, I said.
swell, said he, quietly, "you know
a few years ago issued q challenge to
all the Cubans who call themselves
patriots in this country. It was not &C
cepted for quite while. Finally man
came here and meeting was arranged.
We were to fight with dueling-pistols at
twenty yards-advance and fire, or stand
still and fire, after the word was given.
We were placed in position
And here Lulu described how COM
batantewer placed on the field, right
side to each other, ri GIT foot advanced
slightly, pistol gripped firmly and point
ed to the grouna.
"The word was given,'' he continued.
ct stood sill, raised my pistol. took
aim and nay antagonist made several |
feints as il he was going to fire, his OBJ
iect being TO draw my fire while he was
with his side to me, thus pre-
senting less surface to aim at. But"
said he, with a quick chuckle, ssthat's |
an old game, and [ was not to be caught.
Finally he turned full face to me, took
one step, WREN I let him have it, and he
dropped.
"Did you kill him ?" I asked.
"Well, :" said Llulu, in quiet tome of |
voice, "he died"
Have you been out since p I asked. |
No" SAID Llulu shut I've had one
or two street fights since"
''How did they occur2" I