Kimball enterprise. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1883, 1883-08-03

! look after the cattle. The first hint that
Charles had of his visitor was another
volley of shots into their side boayd.
This time Clate had shot the second
letter to pieces. It was apparently his
way of kicking the door open as before
| Under the circumstances it is not yery
strange that Charles stepped out OF q
back door at about this time, and went
behind barrel, from whence he heard
Walker firing repeatedly, and making a
great smashing inside.
When at length the desperate had
taken his departure, it was found thaS
! he had made a complete wreck of the
crockerY and furniture; and in this
Rrocery-room he had helped himself to
tobacco and emptied his revolver at the
Kerosene barrel, which, tapped in half
dozen places, was deluging the floor.
shall not undertake to say what the
duty of my young friends was,-whether
they should have resisted outrage and
defended their property at the risk of
their lives, or moved away from 80 dan
gerous neighbor. Whai they did was
to get out of sight whenever they saw
Walker coming, and let him do his
worst.
It CHANGED that after time second.
cousin Of my young friends came West
to see them. His name was Forney,
and he was then student at the mill
tary academy at West Point. am sure
however, but he had just graduated,
though that does not matter.
He dropped in upon the Small broth
ers quite unexpectedly one afternoon,
and it is needless to say that they were
glad to see him, and that they passed a
very pleasant evening. Nothing was
said about Walker, for Gilbert and
Charles, having an honest pride in their
ranch, we're 10th to let Lieut.. Gerald
know how badly they were off in respect
to neighbors.
The desperado happened to come
along, however, the very next morning,
Charles and Gerald were sitting in tile
dining-room, when Gilbert who had
seen the gambler coming up the road,
suddenly rushed in.
"Old Ciate Walkers comingn he ex-
claimed. "Put out at the back door!'
Charles leaped to his feet, but our
young West Pointer arose more leisure
ly. "Who the dickens is old Clate Walk
err" he asked.
GA regular border terror! A despera-
dol A ''killer!' exclaimed Gilbert.
He's likely to shoot any of us at sight!
Come on after usW
"Whatl run out of your own housel''
said Forney, surprised. why, what
hold has this fellow on you?"
No hold whatever, but he's dead
shot and double-dyed murderer!'
cried Charles. "You don't know him
as we do. Come along with us and get
out of his way!"
Not Il' exclaimed Forney-who par
haps felt that his military reputation was
at stake. Take your shot guns and
stand ready in the kitchen. I'll stop
here and see Mr.. Waiker!" and he hur-
riedly took his revolver from his over
coat pocket, then stepped to the win
dow behind the desk on the counter.
With his customary oath, the gambler
and dead-shot kicked open the door
and strobe in. The young lieutenantsat
Oh the high stool behind the desk, ap-
parently reading the newspaper. He did
not look up.
Hello, you sneak!" shouted Walter.
Where are the tender kids what keeps
this blasted TEMPERANCE hotel?"
think they've gone out to hide"
said Forney, carelessly turning his paper.
& They said there was man-eater, a
reg'siHs anthropophagus, coming, and
that sEey were going to hide some.
wheres.p
Walter stared. "Well! well!" he ripped
out. "If you amt the freshest kid i've
struck in ten years! Right fresh from
the East, aren't ye, young feller7"
Yes said Forney, moving the
pretty nice one.'
:, Don't You give me any of your lip,
Thundered Walter. "Doyou know.who
1 amt"
How should II" said Forney. otis
none of my business. I'm only here On
visit. / don't care who you are"
The bully flushed, stung by the care
less contempt in Forney's tone. "Sup-
pose" he muttered, teking step to-
ward the counter, while murderous
pleam crept into his eye, "suppose I
were to tickle your Adams apple with
my dirk, what then2"
'sThen I'd shoot you dead for the
scoundrelly hound you are" exclaimed
the young cadet, suddenly presenting
his cooked revolver full in Walkers face.
"Move-stir hand, and I'll shoot you
like dogp
t'The first man that ever got the drop
on rie' gasped Walker; "and you a
little whipper-snapper from the east!''
'No matter what l am said Forney,
you! y l. Gilbert! charliep' 'o0'
The two brothers who, from the
kitchen, had heard the above dialogue,
and were several times on the point OF
taking to their heels out at the back
door, now entered, guns in hand
s'Cover him, Gilbert" said Forney.
"If he stirs hand, put load of buck
shot through him! Now, Charles, come
and take his pistols and his knife"
A deep red flush mounted to Walkers
face. But he knew that the slightest
movement on his part would send two
charges of cold lead through his body.
He gritted his teeth, but stood motion.
| less.
They disarmed him, then marched
him out of the door and round the house
into tine cattie corral i'll the rear of it.
This corral was built of adobe bricks, the
wall being. from seven to eight feet high
| and inclosing space about eighty feet
square.
They gave him no chance to get the
start, but kept him covered with both
gun and pistol constantly. They gave
him chair to sit en-, however, and
there he sat all day, watching the cadet
and Gilbert, and they him, while Charles
rode post haste to Alamosa to swear out
| q warrant for his arrest and summon the
sheriff and his posse to take him.
| The officers, hearing that so danger
ous ruffian was really waiting theil
disposal, were not slow in responding tC