The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-07-23
BAT AND jim MEET.
"Reminiscences of Two Citizens Who
had Seen Life Out West.


They were two as Iuofiensive looking citi-
zens as one ever saw at ministerial conven-
ton, yet they both had records larger than
an inefficient police captains term of office.
One was "Jim,n TIE sole survivor of the
Allison brothers. and the other "Bat" Mas
terson. They met the other night in down
town resort aud drank each others health
IN toaming champagne.
The last time ! saw you, jim" said
Masterson, was down in Tucson. Do you
remember the timer
What, when Morg aud Wyatt carp,
! Doc Holiday, you, and had a row with
the ruStlers! Well, should say | did re-
member it. Poor Doc Hollid " He died
OF consumption. Morg E .rp, he got SHOT
by greaser who didn't know a gun from a
Derby hat. Wyatt carp. he's dead, too.
Got killed in a row in Durango. By jove.
Bat, you and are the only ones Of the old
| gang left"
Yes. and if it hadn't been FOR Doc
Holiday we wouldn't be alive either. 1t
was down in Tucson, Ari., continued Mas
| Ler5on, turning to third member OF the
party. Wyatt carp was mars al of the
town at the time, AID we were his assist
ants. The rustlers were trying to run us
cut OF town so that they could have things
their own way Aliso and l had just ar
rested couple of the toughest Of the gang
when we We're attacked We emptied our
guns into the rescuing party and didn't
have another shot left. We had just about
given the thing up when who should
! come riding down the street but
| Doc Holiday He had a shotgun
in his hand, and when he saw our fix he dis
mounted and came up under cover OF his
| horse The rustlers saw HIM, and saw his
shotgun too. Talk about riot guns Why,
there's nothing in the world that will bring
! n N n wit
| couple of big charges of buckshOt in it.
Well, sir, you wouldn't believe it, but the
crowd just broke and run when they saw
| ID C. advancing with his shotgun. Doc
had the reputation Of being killer in those
days. and when he got the drop on man it
was goOd-by, john"
Probably no man in the west was better
known in his time than Doc Holiday. He
was about so years old when he died of con-
| sumption in Denver q couple Of years ago.
| Though never quarrelsome man, during
the latter years of MS life he was especially
peaceful, and used TO say that all he wanted
was TO be left alone. In most of his fights
ne had law, or the semhlance of law on
his side. He once told a friend of his in
Leadville that he didn't know how many
men he had killed in his life, but he
thought the number must exceed
| thirty However much be de-
sired quiet life after he had
| settled down, 1t was impossible for him
| to obtain it, The story of his last shooting
affair is as follows: While in Denver about
seven years ago, he heard that brother of
one OF the ''rustlero" whom he had shot in
| Tucson was in town looking for hun. Now
Holiday was not afraid OF any man that
ever lived, but he wanted peace and quiet.
So when he heard that man was looking
for him he took quiet trip to Leadville.
| While in a soloon there one night, the man,
! " in,
Holiday was leaning against the end of the
bar, talking to the proprietor. Austin
walked up and accosted him.
! Now, see here sail Doc, in rather a
pleading tone, II don't want trouble with
anybody. All ask is to be left alone"
'But l want trouble with you" clustered
Austin. II want satisfaction, and Pm going
| to get it-you-"
Let's settle this thing peacefully" con-
tinued Doc LAS said, | don't want any
| fight. All | want is peace, and"
Peace be -" CALCULATED Austin, and
as he spoke he drew a revolver from his
pocket.
Before he could discharge it. however, he
! lay upon the floor a corpse, with a bullet
from Holidays revolver in his heart.
Doc was not looking for trouble, but
he was prepared for it just the same.
Served the fellow right" was the COM
| ment of the town marshal when he heard of
the shooting. ANY man that'll go up to
Doc Holiday and take such chances as
| that deserves to get killed"
| AS the shooting was done entirely in self
defense, no action was taken in the matter
by the authorities, al d Holiday was al
| lowed to go to Denver unmolested, where
he soon began to waste away with consump-
| ton.
Perhaps as celebrated in his way as DOC"
| Holiday is Jim Allison, who occasionally
| 70 4 h l. l.
| bullets In his body as he has teeth in his
jaws, and, though he is past middle age,
| there are few men who would care to meet
him in h-and-tumble fight even now
| Several years ago. when Durango was the
| toughest town in Colorado, or the world
either, for that matter, Allison had a slight
misunderstanding over game of cards
with a Mexican. When the misunderstand-
ing was settled the Mexican was dead Such
affairs we're 90 common to cause the au-
| thoritles to pay any attention to them, but
| Allison concluded that u change of base
would be desirable
Several months later Allison was seated
at the dinner table in the principal hotel in
| Albuquerque, n. NJ. The territorial court
was in session and the hotel was crowded
with guests. Pretty soon a Mexican, who
turned out to be the brother of the man
whom Allison had shot in Durango, came
into the dining-room ard took a seat oppo-
site to him.
Your name Alson" asked the Mexican
| Sure" was the response.
Then you're dead man." and the muz-
zle of big forty-five navy revolver crepc
up on the edge of the table. There was a
loud report, a groan. and-the Mexican
rolled over on the floor dead.
Allison had spotted him for an enemy the
moment he entered the room, and was pro-
pared for him. AS soon as he raised his gun
above the table, but before he could fire 1t
Allison had shot him under the table. The
guests left their seats for moment, but as
soon as they found out what was the trouble
they resumed their meal, while the landlord
and his clerks carried out the body.
If court had not then been in session
Allison would probably have never been
mole ted. As it was, however, a bench
warrant was issued and sheriff was told
to bring Allison into court at once. He met
him on the street as he was riding out of
| town.
Sorry, jim said he ''but guess you'll
have to come along with me-"
What's up now! What dye want me
for?"
80, it's only for KILN the greaser |
guess there won't be any fuss made over it. y
| "All right" was the response. "Tn go
along"
But you must give up your weapons,
Jim said the sheriff.
| Not much. Dive think I'm a tenderfoot?