The Leavenworth weekly times., 1879-06-19
4 Desperate Duel.

From the San Francisco Golden Era.l
Ray. lap. RAP
| shook off the slumber that rest heavily
upon me and listen-d. | could hear moth
i.g only the sound Of milk wagons al,
tramp Of some late traveller on The woodei
sidewalk beneath. | doZed oi TO sleeI
again
Rap rap, raT,
Some one below al the office door, surely
/ opened the small widow at the head o
nv bed and looked down into Tire street. A
burly form stood st the otiice door, leauina
with one hand against the casiTg
who's there? ~ demanded
''Git up an' gi' me 'orse" said thick,
inebriate voice.
"What do you want with horse, MaIli
gan" ] asked.
Coin ter-bic-Uunter's Pin f; sum fuI
thar Git up, git up, wan a 'orre."
The old score is too long, Billy. Car
do it."
Cant do it, Ell? Yer inserlent, young
man.
ate no use, MulIigan. You owe me 8
large bill now, with 10 prospect Of paying it
You'd better leave; I'm going TO Sleep and
closed the window.
"Youli-hic-hear from me in the morn.
in,' young man." he threatened; and Billy
Mulligan, the desrerado, realed away down
down the street.
! dropped to sleep again. Rap, rap,
rsI. i spraDg TO my feet. 1t is morning,
thought |, and the Loatler il at the door
Again opened the window and looked
down. | saw at glance il wasn't the
hostler.
"Who's there"
"I-Garlsnd. Get up, Moulton, and
saddle two horses quick, There's duel
coming off al Hunters Point this morning
at sunrise. We've just time to reach
there"
] hastily dressed, descended from the loft
and admitted my friend. In two minutes
the horses were ssddled. / awoke the hos
tier, directed him to look after the stable,
ana II FIVE minutes more We went dsshing
down kearney street on our way to the
Point
"What time ia it, Garland
Three o'clock. The road Is heavy and
the mud fearful at I.lais c eek. We have
"Who are to fght?'
Two gtH HtN NJ
Eldorsdo last night over faro game"
"Iou know them ~
"No."
A cold fog swept in over the Mission
Hills. The darkness was deep, scarcely
permitting us to make out the road.
Nevertheless, we dashed recklessly along,
out Brsnnan street and out the San Bruno
road. II was scarcely dsybreak when we
arrived at the PUirt, cur horses quite
blown and covered with mud and roam
Not a soul was en- the ground. A coli
mist hung over the bay, and now and then
a drilling shower came sweeping down
from the hills We tied our horses TO
stuuted oak and walked along the ssrd
ten MINUTES, perhaps, in one direction,
and then returned. There bad bsen, mean
time, another arrival. A tall form, in q
heavy storm-cloak, was pscing solemnly
back and forth on the sands. His head
was bent low, his eyes upon the ground.
He seemed entirely oblivious 10 everything
about him. He took no notice Of our pres
ence, but kept up bis slow, measured
march, TO and iro. between jsgged rock
and piece of drifIwood which lay half
buried in the sand.
A half hour passed in the cold fog, driz-
ling mist and semi-darkness. Our horses |
,hsmped their bits impatiently and oocs-
'ioually neighed their unrest. Garland and |
strobe back and forth on the tesch, look |
ng al our watches every three minutes AID |
wondered If the duelists were ever TO ar
i've.
1t grew lighter at last, and as the sun
Using above the distant mountains nearly |
Ucceeded in breaking through the heavy
og, a close carriage cane dasbipg along
be muddy road, followed by half a dozen
nen on horseback. The driver drew up
.is horses at the tree, sprang to the ground
nd threw open the carriage. Three men
lighted; one was a medium-sized man, n,with
andy hair and beard, and with the most
'illxinous face mad ever looked upon. He
a shsmbling walk on the beach,
Iis hard. thrust into his pockets, and his
at tipped back from his forehead. The
ccupants of the carrisge judged to be
is second and surgeon. They consulted
ogether = moment, when the second ap-
reached me and demanded if either of US
Tas the "friend of the other party" point
ng to the tall figure who still kept up his
olemn march.
We aasursd him We were totally unknown!