The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1883-09-14

he was nc saint, neither was
n he asgreater sinner than many of his fell
lows. He drank and gambled and curs-
ed, and had fondness for pretty wo-
men. He would shoot, but he was not
. quarrelsome man except when in
drink. The epoch which produced him
was semi-barbarous, and the men who
lived in il we're Of the toughest imapin.
able character. While stationed ut a
pott IN the Bexar Territory some years
ago, JEFF met st. Louis Sal, the sta q
the Casino. She was i willowy little
blond, 20 years Of age. and 4 recent Ar.
rival from st. Louis, whencu her nick.
name was derived. She haI many adj
mirers and she had not been an inmate
Of the house twenty-fsur hours before q
man was killed because other coouetries.
JEFF Miller was stationed at the Casino
quito often, and he and Sal were on the
most friendly terms. He manifested
Q than 2 passing fancy for the curly.
ons when she bestowed her attention.
On other men. Sal was the only one n
the inmates OF the Casino Wh1,did moi
drink, and this, perhaps, explained he,
fresh beauty. She used better language
than the others. was more refinad n
manner and was " known to en-.
.phasixe her conversational that manner
10 peculiar to the frontier lust alter nav.
day.
One night during the progress NJ a
great ball COWBOYS became inyolved
In q quarrel over Sal. Both we're armed
and both we're pretty full of most whiskv
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sstarantula iuice.n The lie passed. =
blow was struck and the six-ahootars al
u the two combatants leaped from thai,
scabbards and were elevated with :
simultaneous click. The fair aus Of ali
the Difficulty screamed with terro, and
threw her white arms around the neek
Of one of the men.
.Don't quarrell" she cried. aDop4.n
The man to whom she was clinpino
shook her off roughly, and. when sbe
would again have interposed her BODY
between the two men, struck her in the
face with bis clenched hand. She fell
70 the floor with q moan of pain, ana the
blood streamed down her face and
dyed her white bosom scarlet. At the
same time her assailant DISCHARGED his
pistol and the man he was facing fell
dead with a bullet through his heart.
He turned with the smoking pistol in.
his hand just as d second shot a n out
in the crowded bali room, and he, too.
staggered and fell. A little round hole
above his temple indicated that the
fatal bullet had entered his brain. He
never moved, and JEFF Miller walked
forward, pistol in hand, and lifted up
q frail woman on whose account two
men q Just surrendered their lives.
Episodes ~ this character were not OF
l~nfreQuent occurrence at frontier
pails IN those days. The two dead
men mad no friends with sufficient inter
est ~ them to CHAMPAIGN their cause and
further shooting necessary, and
ne one made oblsction when Jeffpushed
ms way ontselA n bail room with the
unconscious IN his arms. He
pore ner 70 me little adobe house in the
Iear OF aSasino,, where she enter.
.A1neo neI admirers and laid her on the
bed. With tender care he washed away
the blood n chafed her cold wrists I'M
al the blood BEGAN once more TO bound
Q her Elm She breathed and
with a feeble moan opened her eyes.
You are all right now, SAL" he said,
kissing her. Lay quiet awhile"
Oh,, JET" she cried, and starting up;
ut was so horrible. Did he-was any
body ailled2"
They are both Dead" was Jeffs ms
wer.
MY Godp" moaned the wretched o
man. and covered her face with her
hands; sit was all on my account"
She rocked her body two and fro on
the bed and cried Historically. In vain
Jetf tried to comfort and quiet her. She