The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-01-02
AS REGARDS ESAU.
Bill Nye, in Chicago Rambler.

All wool justice in the courts was impos- sible. The vigilance committee or Salva- tion army as it called itself, didH't make much fuss about it. but we all knew th at the best citizens belonged to it, and were in good standing.
 It was in those days tn at young Stewart was short-handed for sheep-herder, and had to take up with sullen, hairy va l. grant, called by the other boys "Esau" Esau hadn't been on the ranch a week before he made trouble with the proprie- tor and got the red.hot blessing from Stewart he deserved.
 Then Esau got madder and sulked away down the valley among the little sage brush hummocks and white alkali wasteland to nurse his wrath. When Stewart drove into the corral at night, from town, Esau raised up from behind an old sheep dip-tank, and without a word except what may have growled around in his black heart, he raised a leveled Spencer and shot his young em- ployer dead.
 That was the tragedy of that week only Others had occurred before and others would probably occur again. It was get ting too prevalent for comfort. So as soon as quick cayuse and boy could get down into town, the news spread and the authorities began in the routine man. ner to set the old legal mill to running. Some one had to go down to "The IT. voli " and find the prosecuting attorney, then a messenger had to go to " The AL hambra" for the justice of the peace. The prosecuting attorney was "full and the judge had just drawn one card to complete straight flush, and had sue ceeded.
 So it took time to get square toed jus. tice ready and arm the sheriff with the proper documents.
 In the meantime the Salvation army was fully half way to Clugstons ranch. They had started out as they said, ito see that Esau didn't get away" They were going out there to see tha! Esau was brought into town.
 What happened after they got out there l only know from hearsay, for was not member of the Salvation army at that time. But l got it from one of those present, that they found Esau down in the sage brush on the bottoms that lie between the abrupt corner of Sheep mountain and the Little Laramie river. They captured him but he died soon after, as it was told me, from the effects of opium taken with suicidal intent. l re- member seeing Esau the next morning and l thought there were signs of ropium, as there was purple streak around the neck of the deceased together with other external phenomena not peculiar to opium.
 But the grand difficulty with the Salva- ton army was, that it didn't want to bring Esau into town. A long, cold night ride with person in Esau's condition was disagreeable. Twenty miles of lonely road with a deceased murderer in the bottom of the wagon, is depressing. Those of my readers who have tried it, will agree with me that it is not calculated to promote hilarity.
 So the Salvation army stopped at Whatley's ranch to get warm, hoping that some one would steal the remains and elope with them. They stayed some time and managed to "give away" the fact that there was reward of s 900 out for Esau, dead or alive. The Salvation army even went SO far as to betray a good deal of hilarity over the easy way it had nailed the reward or would as soon as said remains were delivered up and identified.
 MT. Whatley thought that the Salvation army was having kind of walk away, SO he slipped out at the back door of the ranch, put Esau into his own wagon and drove away to town. Remember, this is the way it was told to me.
 MT. Whatley hadn't gone more than half a mile when he heard the wild and dis appointed yells of the Salvation army. He put the buckskin on the back of his horse without mercy, driven on by the enraged shouts and yells of his infuriated pursuers. He reached town about mid- night, and his pursuers disappeared. But what was he to do with Esau1
 He drove around all over town trying to find the off cial who sighed for the de ceased. MT. Whatley went from house to house like vegetable man, seeking sadly for the party whs would give him $ 900 check for Esau. Nothing could be more depressing than to wake up one man. after another out of sound sleep, and invite him to come out to the buggy and identify the remains. One man went out and looked at him. He said he didn't | know how others felt about it, but he al. lowed that anybody who would pay S 900 for such remains as Esau's, could not have very good taste.
 Gradually it crept through MT. What ley's wool that the Salvation army had | been working him, 50 he left Esau at the | engine house and went home. On his ranch he nailed up large board, on which had been painted in antique char acters, with paddle and tar, the follow ing:
 Vigilance Committees, Salvation Armies, Morgues, or young physicians who | may have deceased people on their hands, are requested te refrain from conferring them | on to the undersigned
 p6 People whe contemplate shuffiing of their own or other peoples mortal coils, will | please not do so on these grounds.
 RSThe Salvation Army of the Rocky Mountains Is especially hereby warned to keep of the Grass! IAMEs WHArLRY.