Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1888-08-18

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Bronte walked into Masonis saloon,
called for pen, paper, and ink, and made
out the following bill:
LARAMIE. WYo.. I20'H
Mart Mason.
To Widow Browns Kid, DR..
To herding pony 16 wks.. at $3.50 per
week. :..:.........:.....- $40 90
To kicking said kid when he asked for
his money. :..............-...... ~ w
To cost of collection. OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES. 80 90
s1Oo 90
Reed. payment.
He walked up to the table where Ma
son was dealing monte and laid this be-
fore him. Mason" he said, pay this
little bill and I'll receipt it,
The gambler glanced at the paper,
jumped to his feet, jerked out his six
shooter, and said: I'll be hanged if I
doI
Il think you will, " cried Bronte, and
he knocked the fellow down.
Before he could regain his feet Bronte
was upon him, and jerking the six
shooter out of Masonis hand he beat him
over the head with it until he cried for
mercy. "Will you pay the bill?" asked
Bronte, raising the six-shooter to hit
him again.
Eyes"
And he paid it. But Bronte was not
through with him yet. There was q
justice of the peace in Laramie, at that
time recent institution.
Bronte knew that the gambler would
try to have him arrested for the assault,
and compel him to pay fine if possible.
He told two men to come forward as
witnesses, and, in their presence, made
Mason swear that he (Bronte) had never
struck him. After this act he went to
California. One day he went into q
saloon and asked for drink of whisky.
The bar-keeper, who did not know him,
said something to anger Bronte, and
threatened to put him out.
STOPPING to look under the counter
for stick or revolver, when he raised
Up the bar-keeper was looking down the
muzzle of Karl Bronte's derringer, and
moment later was one of the "deadest"
bar-keepers that ever came to the West.
Hearing, one day, two men had stolen
one of his horses, he followed them,
caught them, and hanged the two men
with his own hands.
On one occasion some desperadoes
took the stock of few poor emigrants,
who complained to Bronte of the out
rage. Bronte, hearing the desperadoes
were at house near by, took single
companion, rode to the house, and,
bursting in the door, commenced firing,
killing three and womding the fourth.
Bronte was matchless marksman with
a revolver. One morning, dispute
having arisen as to his skill, Bronte
pointed at man who was seen to be
coming up the road, and said:
Gentlemen, you see that man? It
is good fifty yards. I will fire, and
you go and look at the body, and you
will find a bullet-hole in the left eye."
Suiting his actions to his words,
Bronte drew his revolver, fred, and the
man fell dead in his tracks. The crowd
rushed off to examine the body, and sure
enough he was shot in the left eye.
This shot was greatly admired by all
who saw it, and the roughs, with COM
mon consent declared it to be most re-
markable exhibition of skill, as we'll as
the most extraordinary deed of cold
blooded assassination they had ever be-
held.
But day of reckoning was coming
for Bronte. The people of the West
were becoming tired of his acts of vio-
possible.
His wife was beautiful and accom-
plished woman, and as brave as her
lord
One day a party of citizens went to
Bronte's house, disarmed him, and took
him to prison. His wife came to see
him, and they let her enter without
searching her. Throwing two revolv-
ers on the bed and whipping out
third, she leveled it at the jailer's head,
and babe him march out. Karl was
not long in taking in the situation,
and, picking up the revolvers, followed
his wife. He mounted on the horse
she had ridden, and, taking her up be-
hind him, galloped away undisturbed.
Bronte and his wife now fled to the
southern part of the State. Bronte
would come into town, get on q spree,
and brighten every one. In Southern
California he had band of armed
roughs who always accompanied him,
and it was deem impossible to arrest
him alive. He had been on spree,
and the town was in an uproar, when
the people, having become thoroughly
disguised of his capers, determined on
his destruction, cost what it might |
He had broken up lot of fujniture and
beaten a man, and Judge CASTOR issued
q warrant for his arrest. A courageous
Sheriff took Bronte into custody and
led him into court. He went quietly
enough, but, when the writ was being |
read to him, Bronte snatched it from
the hands of the Sheriff, and, tearing
it up, stamped it under foot. His COM
panions, cooking their revolvers, defied |
the court. No effort was made to de-
tain them, and they marched out of the |
room. If Bronte had fed, all would |
have been well; but he rode into q |
store and threatened to shoot the pro-
prietor, Mr.. Norris. Then he lead his |