The daily gazette., 1880-11-30
w HY HE KILLED HIS FRIEND
A BILIOUS ATTACK WHICH WAS CUR
ED BY A REvoLyER.

From the Little Rock Gazette.
"Yes, have killed my man," re-
marked old John Bigelow when the
conversation touched upon the she'd
ding of human blood. 81 killed one
of my best friends" he continued,
lighting his pipe and throwing the lar
gest pair OF feet in the company on to
a chair, with all effort and subsequent
ly twitching about the face, which
very plainly told that the old man was
suffering with rheumatism.
"What killed your friend?" ex-
claimed one of the company.
"Yes, as warm friend as l had on
earth"
Accidentally, wasn't it2"
"No, sir, purposely. II you men
amt in hurry I'll tell you the cir
cumstance."
Every one expressed desire to hear
the story, and the old man, after
moments reflection, began:
81 was young feller, and had just
come to Little Rock, when, one night
while passing saloon on the levee,
was attacked by several rutiians. l
fought desperately, knocking one of
them down-and l tell you l was a
slick buck in those days-I was ad-
vancing on another when he drew
horse pistol and leveled it at me. The
moon was shining and could see
fiendish expression of delight on the
face of the ruffian. Just at that mo-
ment the pistol wac knocked high in
the air. The ruffians fed and l saw
before me tall young man. He ask
ed me if was hurt, and advancing,
took me by the arm. Well, we be-
came friends. His name was George
Wemick. Plenty of old people in this
town remember him. God knows how
we'll l do. You people seem to be
growing restless. I'll cut the story
short. George and became room
mates. An attachment-oneo of these
here old time friendships-sprang up
between us. Poor fellow, he had one
fault-whisky. When drunk he was
| the most dangerous man l ever saw
Many a time have seen him walk in
| to crowd, slap someone's face, and
then knock him down for resenting
the insult. He used to say, John, l
am bilious, and you know that fight
| luS 10 III OhlJ mOulSlhOs hdSS hdN
medicine
One night he came into the room af-
ter an absence of several days. l saw
that he was full and l tried to engage
his attention on serious subject, but
failed. Finally he remarked that he
was bilious and had to have medicine.
He went down, and several hours af-
| terward returned with the end of a
mans nose sticking on knife-blade. "
"I got my medicine he said. 1T
is not very polite to hand you q piece
of meat without fork, but on this
occasion of emergency I'll have to use
a knife. 1t was rather hard matter
to get the medicine. had to look all
around. Finally a man came down
| the street. | told him that l was bill
| GUS and had to have some medicine,
but mistaking my meaning, he told me
to go to drug store. This was an
insult, and in my great need of medi-
cine knocked him down and cut off
the end of his nose. The people of
this town ought to understand that
when get bilious l want the medi-
cine of human flesh and blood. What
| use is flesh and blood, anyway 1t
cannot enter the Kingdom of Heaven.
John, if hadn't found this fellow, l
should have killed you. Hang it, you
ought to know that must have medi.
cine y
"He threw the piece of human flesh
on the table and told me to look at 1t. l
turned away in disgust and drawing
a pistol, he, my best friend, told me to
nut it in my mouth. l argued with him.
-. -;th azilI hn ml ha told that ha
needed more medicine, and that if 1
didn't put the piece of nose in my mouth
he would kill me. He cooked the pistol
and took mp the piece OF flesh, and,
pretending to put 1t in my mouth, drop
ped 1t uown my sleeve. This satisfied
him and he went to bed. l went to the
window and threw away the end OF the
unfortunate nose and crept down stairs.
Next morning George got down on his
knees, and with tears in his eyes implor-
ed nv forgiveness. He found the man
who had suffered the loss of part of his
nose and gave him S400, every cent of
money he had. For long time he re-
mained sober and the circumstances OF |
his last case os biliousness were almost |
forgotten. | had become more and more |
attached to him, for every day | was I'M
pressed with the nobility OF his charac-
ter, Que night, at the appointed hour,
he failed TO come home. Another friend |
of mine had come up to pass the evening
with us. We were reading "David Cop
pertield," and George, who was splen-
dId elocuti onist, was going to read 10 us.
We waited .and waited. Determining
that George would not oomein until very
late, 1 took up the book and be gan read
ing. Just as got to where Mr.. Omar,
the undertaken, WAS driving halls into
coffins with rat, tat, tat, George walk-
ed in.
"'I am biliousP he excl nmed, and
then saw that he was drunk.
WGeorge.' asked, ARE you not going
to read Copperfield for usT
" NO. he exclaimed, 7 have been
I am bilious. John, am going out to
hunt for some human med. cine, and If l
don't find any III have to use you.'
"He went out and l explained to my
friend that il he did not find some one
to f,obt he would come back and attack
me. / sat for a long time and studied.
NV friend was silent. AT length l heard