The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1889-06-14
BILLY, TEE KID.
A Cowboys Recollectiors of the Blue-Eyed
Boy Who Kept the Grave-Digpers Busy.

A Cowboys Reconectiors of the Blue-Eyed
Boy Who Kept the Graye-Diggers Busy.
San Francisco Alta
"A feller was askin' this mornin' if I ever
met Billy, the Kid. Well, l should smoker!
killed by Pat Garrett, an know all about
1t; an / know, too, that Pat didn't give
him a square show for his life. OF course.
he'd been, a fool if he had. cause Billy
handled the shoOtin' irons better than auy
man in New Mexico. The Kid was. an no
mistake, a holy terror. He was as smooth
an pleasant a lookiE' a little Teller as YOU
could, wish to '%sociate, with, but he was like
a snake shinin' in the sun, so slick an
shinin'. but death was in his touch. He
was slim. an Gght-haired an blue-eyed,
an his upper teeth stuck out in front, an
made him look more innocent than ever.
He was a pleasant kind o. Teller until III
got mad. an then the dust used TO fy Jest a
trife. l seen Billy kill two men at White
Oaks. an he did the job up clean. They
never kicked.
II was in Santa Fe when Bob Ollinger
and Jim Bell brought Bill in after he'd bin
arrested. He nearly dug outD' Jail there.
but they were too slick for him. an they
TUX him for trial TO Mesilla. The principal
witness agin him was a felier as wed him
an old grudge, an SO Billy got it hot. The
necktie party was to he held at Lincoln.
an when Bob Ollinger an Jim Bell TUX
him there they put him in IN upstairs room,
ext where the deputies KEEP their guns an,
~ AhNJ hhCN LILY was Ild Oil
always one o. them KEEP in the room with
him,
The mornin' after they got to Lincoln.
Billy asked the deputies for old times sake
to loose one of the bracelets he had on, an
as Bob, and Jim, too, had known Billy for
a long time, they thought they couldn't re-
fuse a request like that, so they loosened
one bracelet an'left it danglin' by the other
wrist.
AT dinner time Bob said he was
g0ln' over the way to get somethin' to eat,
an Jim, he was left with Billy, The
Kid was draggin' his leg irons after him as
but lifted his eyes every time the Kid come
close to him. All the same. Billy got his
work in in great shape, for he watched his
skull O the deputy. To make no mistake
he pulled Jim's gun from his boot an
started pumpin' lead into him at a great
rate. At the first shot Bob Ollinger jumped
from the table where he was eatin' and
and Jim's shot himp He rushed out an
across the street an was just skippin' up
the stairs when he seed Billy standin' at
the top p'intin' a Winchester at him. Next
mint Bob dropped, done up in real good
style with q bullet thro' his head. Billy
done slick am e
"O' course; a big crowd got around, but
they wusn't all agin Billy. AM when he
got the drop on a feller. an told him to
come up an file his irons off, why, he did it.
When he got free ne rode out o. Lincoln.
an nary a man darst try to stop him. Pat
Garrett wasn't there then, but when he
heard didn't he cuss. Parties made out to
ketch Billy, but he got down to the Pan
handle, an after things had toned down he
come mp into New Mexico agin. Billy had
been goin' it purity strong In Lincoln cOun-
ty, and no mistake. In the tusslin' back
an forrard his gang got purity well cleaned
out, an Pat Garrett swore he'd git even
with him.
spillu hod foIan n fopov fn tho proffu
| daughter o. a small ranchman. an she was
sort o. fascinated with him, but the old
man wasn't pleased. He knowed Billy'd
jest take her away with him when he went.
an If the old man kicked he'd get killed,
that's all. Billy wasn't perticlar; he'd just
as soon kill one man as another. The old
man was in a bad fix, when, as luck would
have 1T, Pat Garrett he come along and
said he was lOokin' fer Billy. Now, Billy
was keepin' shady at young Maxwelrs
place, an the old man put Pat on his trail.
p at got there all right, an seein' no one
around he went inside an found Maxwell
in bed. He denied that Billy was aroun'.
but when, Pat got the drop on him an
swore he'd shoot him If he didn't talk
straight, he confessed that Billy had just
gone to the clubhouse to get some steak for
cookln'; Pat had Just time to drop behind
the bed where young Maxwell was lynn
when in come Billy, with his knife in one
hand and his gun in the other. The Kid
was 'spicious. however, as if he'd smelled
sOmethin' was wrong. Comm from the
blindin' sun into the 'dobe house, he
couldn't see well, but when he entered he
asked 'Quien sabef' He was jest sayin'
the words when Pat put two bullets into
him before anybody could wink twice. He
hated Pat like pisen. an if he'd had'any
idea tina Pat was armed he'd never taken
chances, for he was like an Indian, an Jest
as treacherous. He'd play up To a man an
make him think he was his friend, an when
he got him off his guard he'd kill him.. He
was a mighty queer lad; whenever he got
his fingers near a gun there was bound to
be a dead man not far away. Why, he
could jest make a pistol talk, an when he
was around all the boys ung low. L didn't
pine much when l heard he was killed: fact
is, l thought Billy had somethin' agin me,
an ! was lookin' ont sharp that he didn't
plug a hole in NY carcass