Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1884-07-19
Bloody Bill, the Terror.


hairy herculean, heavily armed terror
of terrible fellows, as he kicked open
the rickety door of the Frontier Sa.
LOOM" and glanced thrtateningly upon
the quiet crowd within. With II defiant
swagger and many horrible oaths, he
advanced to the bar and said:
"How's biz to-day, Toddymans'
"Dnll. Bill, dull. Can't yeI hep me
out?"
"Of co'se can--an' WILL" answered
the terror.
Turning, he called out to the loaf.
ers scattered about the room:
"Comc up hyer, come Dp, yer dam d
coyotes an treat yo'sefs an me, too,
at yo' own expense. That's right" he
continued, as the ten or twelve persons
addressed sprang nimbly from their
keg perches and smiliagly expressed
their willingness to accept any invita-.
ton. however worded, the said terror
might extend.
Hump erlong -! an in hurry"
he growled savageiy, rs he noted one
solitary exception - the unanimity of
the accepiapccs, "or, by the crook of
my elbow, III hurt yer; hurt yer bad"
The single exception, however, quiet.
~ retained his seat, and neither by
gesture nor speech did he show the
slightest consciousness of the pr sence
and The language of the most famous
and infamous, desperate and dreaded
devil that had ever Frightened Western
sheriff into temporary civiliiy.
Great was the terror's amaZement,
and greater his wrath, when he became
convinced that it was actually the
intention of the rash stranger to ignore
him and his mandatory invitation.
With huge, self.acting revolver in
hand, he started toward him. As he
approached nearer, the silent unknown
uncoiled his long legs and extended
himself gradually upward, and upward
and upward, until at last he presented
to our astonishei vision the towering
form of the tallest and thinnest mortal
we had ever seen.
When within three feet of him, the
terror paused and said: Il gives yer
10 undersian' that I'm Bloody Bill, the
tcrrur of Sherrufs an the pattern saint
of undertakers. Dyer hear mey"
"Oh, yes; I'm not deaf" was the
reply, in cool, steady voice.
2 Am I'm the favorite of he'll. an the
rival of de'th am dockters," continued
the desperate.
"Fust rate record, that" was the
approving reply.
I'm a jumping Jumbo--Tm the
tether that broke the campbell's back
I'm Texas steer STAN peded-lm a
Curnel straight from Arkansaw--an',
dam yer. look ont, fur I'm goin' ter
shoot!' simultaneously with the ele-
yation of the revolver, the strangers
foot flew forward and upward. the
ball meant for his heart went crashing
harmlessly through the root-and then,
with rapidity of movement that gave
to his russell brogan the appearance Of
n chunk Of lightning in mis- h'y
hurry, he kicked Bloody All nudl
the chin, behind the car, il the stom-
ach, in the back, on the chin, with first
one foot and then the other, and so
etfectuaily, too, that the astounded and
thoroughly shocked man.eater found
it Impossible to use single ona-of the
half dozen weapons attached tc his
belt. But the terror was really brave,
and he struggled piuckily to uphold
and preserve the sanguinary reputa.
ton so dear and profitable to him,
until his slim and supple antagonist
finally terminated the figh, by a
double. footed kick that stretched
Bloody Bill prone and breathless upon
the floor.
When restored to consciousness, he
approached the great unknowa and
said:
Fur the ias'-but inst, what shall
call yer? Giner'l-Dook-P risidints"
plain mister" said the other
what Yer u plain mister!" ex.
claimed the terror. incredu.ously.
"Jcsso'
".All right, all right. seace yer say 30;
by gosh yer deserve promotion. Now,
mister. fur some years I've tho't was
u whole menag'ry in myself--lion, eie.
flint, wulf, an all lhat--but I'll be
burned eff hit don't look ter-day like
I'd bin runnin' II two.bit eideshow all
erlonc. Ef ngreeyble, sir, I'd like tn
Earn who an what yer air.
IL" replied the stranger, in deep,
grave voice, IAN the great Amerikin
mule"
Then, God he thanked" gasped
the trembling terror, hat yer didn't
have on yer run shoes. - t0lxtDn Post.