St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-05-27

revolvers showed conspIcuously In his
belt. About three miles out on the trail
there was large scrub oak tree, with
limb extending out in such suggestive
fashion that in passing under it no one
approaching the frequent requirements
Of the region could avoid noticing and
commenting on the braneh's splendid
possibilities.
"Having arrived there, the judge
halted the procession and made short
explanatory speech to the crowd, and,
with due regard for ultra Western law,
asked Jim what he had to say before
the final proceedings. Desperately
wounded, bound and helpless as he
was, and with death staring him in the
face, there was 10 sign of weakening
or a trace of fear on Daily's face as ne
forced himself to a sitting posture In
voice hurled the most terrible impreca-
lions upon the judge and the regula-
tors. He ended his TRADE by exclaim-
ing:
"I leave you fellers to be looked
after by my friends, and don't you for
git that they'll doit well and quick, and
/ give you all an invite to meet me in
hill! 60 on with your show
''The judge stepped quickly to the
side Of the wagon, slipped the moose
over Daily's head and gave the other
end of the line twist around the limb.
The helpless victim was lifted to his
feet and held up on each side by stall
wart regulator.
"'Geet up!' said the Judge.
ssThe horses started forward and
dragged the wagon from beneath Daily's
feet. The moose frightened about his
neck, and dangling at the end of it the
desperate spun and quivered. Not a
word or sound had issued from the
crowd, Notwithstanding the fact that
over hundred of the men there pres
rope had hardly frightened on the out
laws neck and swung him from the limb
when the picturesque old mOuntaineer,
astride his detected bronchO. and who had
stolidly watched the proceedings from
beneath the wide brim of his hat,
threw his long rifle to his shoulder as
quick as thought, and, as Daily's body
spun around face toward him, the loud
report of the weapon rang ont among
the hills. The cOnvulsive movements
of the Strangling desperate ceased in
stantly. The body Strengthened out and
hung stiff and pulselesS at the end of
the rope. The old marksman was fully
fifty yards from the tree when he fired,
but his bullet had been sent straight be-
tween Daily's eyes and ended his
misery as one might snuff out a
candle. But the old mans shot
had defeated the ends Of Montana
justice. With the very moose about
his neck Daily had actually cheated the
gibbet. After the regulators recovered
from their surprise they of one ac-
cord demanded of the judge instruc-
the man who had SO tiagrantly violated
the rules of lynch law. 1t looked as if
the old man had saved Daily from death
by strangling only to meet that fate
himself. The judge turned to the vet
eran mountaineer. who had Strengthened
up in his saddle, his eyes flashing, his
rifle across his arm, and his hands on
his pistols.
":Old man, said the judge. with
OminOus kindness. by what authority
did you commit that deed?
'By none ez knows on" replied the
old man. unflinchingly. But by G.! l
couldn't set h'yar an see brave man
like him die like dog! If yer COM
mittee objects ter what I've done, why.
Pm h'yar, an they kin come an take
mew
1.-THE old mans words and style were
impressive. There was silence among
the regulators for a moment. Then a
prominent citiZeO, one of their number,
said:
1.-THE old mans right, judge. Let's
go honle.'
'.And they did go home, and quietly.
1t may be that the regulators let up on
tho horoio old man hQaa 60 thew fhnu Uht
he w mesG ph 1 a the
was that they didn't like the way he
showed them how he could handle his
shooting irons. Jim Daily's friends cut
his body down and buried it at what is
now Butte City. His prophecy that
they would quickly avenge his death
never came true. And that was the end
of the first official hanging in Hell
ena D.