Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1886-07-18
THE DEAD SHOT.
rNrrRvIEw YESTERDAY WITH Nh.
GOLDEN, THE HALF.BREED.
A Match Lighted by Ball from q Rife
at o Distance OF Twelve
Feet.

Yesterday evening.
"Yes, sir, he's in," replied the ser
want who answered the bell-pull.
"Walk in"
After waiting for awhile in the par
Tor, Mr.. Golden made his appearance
the exchange Of few conventional
phrases, and the following converse
ton ensued:
"Mr. Golden, where were you
born?"
"In Austin, Texas. When | was
five years old l left homo and went into
the Indian Territory, where lived for
nine or ten years, when | came East,
and have since then spent most Of my
time in this part Of the country"
"Who were your parents?"
"White Cloud, the great Indian chief,
was my father, and my mother was
Scotch woman. For eight or nine years
was chief Of the Black-Foot tribe in
Texas and California.
"What name did you go by when
with the Indians?"
~ was called Dead-Shot Texas
Harry. That was the name my father
gave me-"
How long have you been in this
city,"
{" About eight months"
"Were you ever here before?"
"Yes; several times. About five
veays ago I came here with Charley
Bieelow's troupe as fancy shot. 1
remember we showed on Broad street.
came here another time with William
F. Cody's Buffalo Bill Troupe"
"Are you a married man."
"Yes; married Miss Belle Fitchett,
of Fredericksburg, about four months
ago."
SPECIMEN SHOTS.
what is the most dangerous shot
you make with your riie?"
swell, about the most dangerous
shot is to cut an apple in half with the
ball while the apple rests on my wife's
head, or perhaps, it is as dangerous to
get my wife to hold o match in her
mouth and fire at it and light the
match. By the way, I'll let you see
some of my shooting if you like. Walk
out into the back porch"
He called his wife, and led the way
into the back porch, where, it seems,
he had been practicing-the woodwork
around having been considerably plugged
with bullets. Handing his wife match,
which she placed between her teeth, he
stepped back abou. twelve feet, and,
raising the rifle to his shoulder, fired,
the ball striking the sulphur part of
the match and igniting it. He then
stuck pin slantiDgly in a match stick,
and, going through the same procedure
as before, knocked the pin out of the
match stick without touching the latter.
Not vet satisfied, be called for potato,
which he placed on his wife's head. lie
fired and Off went q piece Of the potato.
lie then held his rifle bottom side up
and fired, chipping off another good
sized piece Of the potato. The per-
Torrance closed by his splitting an
apple.core which his wife held between
her thumb and forefinger with rifle
ball. 1t was amazing the way his wife
would stand up before his rifle without
flinching. Such confidence Tor altru-
!stic faith, as Miss Cleveland would |
say,) is rarely seen.
GOING TO JOIN TIE CHURCH..
when he laid down his rifle CONVEX |
sation was resumed:
Il hear you are going TO join one Of /
our churches tomorrow, Mr.. Golden?" !
4" Yes, that's so. Not long ago, when !
was up in SteeliOn, Pa with ny wife, !
| attended the Salvation Army meet
irgs and got converted. Since | have !
been here have attended the Salvation
Army meetings here, and spoke at two
Of the meetings, but opposed the use
of the tambourine, and kicked against
it, and so they said | couldn't speak
there any more. Since l have been here
have delivered three lectures-one at
Westham Hall, up on Cary street, and
two at the Old-Market Hall. These
lectures have been on western life. l |
lecture here at Westham Hall to-mor-
row Sunday at $3.50 p. NJ, partly on
religious subjects and partly on western
life. l have been very wicked man
all the first part Of my life, but now
want to try and got some little educa-
ton, study for the ministry, aud get
sent out as missionary to the Indians
in Texas"
"What church are you going to
john"
"Mr. Wright's church the Laurel
Street Methodist--aud on Monday night
my name will be taken in for admission
in the Good Templars."
SCARS MADE BY INDIANS.
What are those scars on your
hands,"
"Oh, those came from having my
hands and thumbs tied up when with
the Indians. If l took off my clothes
| could show you some scars on my
body that would make your eyes stick
out"
81 wish you would state in your
paper, please" said Mr.. Golden just as
our representative was leaving, that
there is some fellow in Washington who
goes around and pretonds that he is
Texas Harry, but he isn't, and was
born and raised in this part Of the
country" =,
Mr.. Golden is forty-one years old,
weighs Isl pounds, and is five feet
eleven inches high. In general appear
ance he is strong and muscular, has
dark hair, high prominent cheek-bones,
and a reddish, perspiratory skin. He
speaks good English.
His wife is frail little creature and
weighs scarcely eighty pounds.
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