Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-12-29

often, be was a demon. That We found
after. There was another, also we'll up
in his profession. He was rather UNDER
sized, OF high temper and with great
faculty of getting iuto disputes. He
| came, think, from PennsT lvsnia. His
| name was Wells, AMI he and Segrist
/, DID NOT HITCH
at all. There was still another named
Makimm, for whom the South Caro-
inian conceived Il strong attachment.
They we're continually together when not
ct WORK, though they had apparently
little in common, AakiInm being OF a
very quiet, almost retiring disposition.
, He was an Alabamian aud came of very
goo stock.
lone night we were enoamped near
Monterey. Supper was on the table and
both Makimm and Wells were eating.
Segrist entered. We saw in a moment
that he had been drinking. His eyes
were bloodShot and his voice had fever
ish ring as he carefully babe everyone
good evening with the exception OF
Wells, whom he looked at for moment
and then slowly approached.
al Know this -i'' he said,
savagely, pointing his finger at Wells,
who stirred uneasily in his seat, but did
not speak. 81 know him! He needs
killing There was dead silence save
for muttered' Pshaw Se-rist2 Dry up!'
from Makimm. The South Curoliuian
paid no attention TO him but continued to
move toward Wells who began TO grow q
little white in the face. Suddenly Sc
grist, who was uusrmsd, stopped audi
tried to snatch the pistol from Maxim IN =
belt.
''Let me kill him?' he said.
Quick as a fash the later placed re-
stralning hand upon his friend IS wrist
and held him with strength that was
remarkable.
"'You couldn't have the pistol,
Charlie, he said. i wouldn't give it to
my father IA
.There Was slight struggle between
the two, then the liquor in Segrist
stomach jumped to bis head and he went
wild. He tore out of the room head
long. I'm fix you, tool he shouted.
Mskimm quietly left the table and entered
his room. We heard him close the door
and lock it. 1t subsequently, appeared
that he went to his bed, turned down the
mattress. placed the weapon under it
and laid down. luslde Of a minute
Segrist, barehraded aud revolver in
hand. was laundering ct the door, as
absolute a maniac rs ever drew the
breath of life. He threw his great
weight upon it once, twice, and the
spectators knew that 1t must give way.
Not one of them dared to approach him.
None can blame them. Once more
Segrist hurled himself against the door,
and then the watchers saw that Makfmm
had arisen ana had
BRACED HIMSELF AGAINST IT
on the inside. During all the time he
said never word. Then the South
Carolina man changed his tactics. Step
ping back to the opposite side of the hall,
u distance of not more than five feet.
with the utmost calmness and delibera-
ton he emptjed his revolver through the
Sigh, partition that separated him from
his friend. Every shot told, but from
Makimn there was never q sound or
stir. He remained braced against the
door. When the last shell had been
fired, Segrist turned round with Il drawn
face, shouted 'My God. l have Killed
hin!' and darted from the house.
moment after the door was swung wide
and his victim appeared with his cooked
revolver in his hand. Don't hold
me,'' he cried, "I've got only five
minutes to live!'' and with swifiuess
wonderful in q man so injured, started
house some sixty feet separated him from
his fleeing slayer, who never even saw
him. Dropping on one knee and holding
the sixshooter in both hands, Mukimm
fired. At the crack OF the weapon Sc
grist sprang three feet into
the air aud fell headlong,
corpse. The bullet had entered
just where the head joins the neck and
was instantly fatal. Eunutng up to the
prostrate form Makimm emptied every
cham Der of his revolver into it, walked
three steps toward the house and went
down like stone. When his Mortified
associate, reached him he WAS stone
dead. he had been shot ak times, four
of the bullets passing through his body.
They found his mattress half turned,
just as he had left it when he secured the
weapon after receiving his death wounds.
81 have SEEM said tho engineer,
1.-TWO other ARRAYS in which both of the
participants lost their lives, but l never
knew but one man to take six bullets
without a blench and then slay his
slayer. That was nerve. You can
imagine, if you please, the sJnount not
only of courage but of coH68n tration,
cliuging 20 the one idea md dogged,
teeth gritting desperation SUM- a thing
would require. s. Z.
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