Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1891-04-02

gentlemen out from Dallas lookin'
for ranch, as signi6ed . desire to
take whirl At the king Of games.
"'Who is this yere Conanche
Mary?' asks one Of the Dallas cattl.
men, the subject of his remarks at the
time yellin' an pran in down the
street like . whole baud Of her name-
sakes.
"'She is heifer as followed Tom
Bruce down here from Kansas City
last spring. says Bill Silver. they
calls her 'Comanche Mary because
she wears leeeins an rides man
fashion. an yells. She never see
nothin' but tame lnjnn, but bein' SO
useless an in . gen'ral way an all
round good for nuthin' critter-but
yere she is
"In she comes a>raRin and . che win
the bit an pul!in' her gun, which
she'd fled off the trigger same a. .
cowboy, an without no word of
apology she cuts loose At me. 'l'll
lsrn ,e to play yer top an bottom
games on my man Tom, ye gray
he sded old trantler Of = con man.
Yer wnssn' no cen,ipedesI ever see.
you tin-horn ole critter, an yer times
bout got round. All the time she
kept a.working her thumb on the
hammer an bang goes the pop.
sit was the mercy of He'll she didn't
call me on the last turn, for she want
three feet away, but she was about
four drinks ahead an excited, an
every one Of those FIVE bullets missed
me all the way from two inches to q
foot. | wasn't a-dodgin' none, Tor
the surest way not to get shot 10 not
to stir when tho party doin' the
shoo.in' is also ioin' the moyin'. But
believe me or not, my son, when !
counted the fifth shot know'd Tom
had given her one OF them no count
five. shooters which he took away from
u tende,foot a. was gettin' gay one
day-when l heard that last one
felt q considerable load of respon.
sibilitv lifted off me. This Mary goe.
out, an jumpin' on her wuthless Gil
hroncho, goes a chargin' down thu
street, an it bein' her day for caperin
jumps her plug over q Mexican thai
had drilted over that a-awav, an
smashes two or three ribs beside.
breakin' Of his arm. Tom Bruce wa
right after her, for the shootln' brok.
his rest, an bein' reasonably sober
he shoves GU, the side of the Jail t.
see what for a game is goin' on. HI
ropes his girl an we courtmartial'
her an sentences her to 60 back L
Kansas City. We asked down TO-
her ticket an all of US escorts her t.
the railroad. Bruce was dead wi lin,
he tellin' of US on the side, that he wa
q. tim sick Of her unssrtin ways.
"Well, sir, never dealt that game
As was a-lookin' down that gun II
blazin' fire at me see the possibilities
Of 4 better life. / felt the spiri
movin' in me an resolved to live I
holier an higher existence. l didn
make no break until Ia seen thai
p'son young woman start for the East
When we gets back home an bad al
got around our nerve preserver at the
Rangers Rest, makes a speech te
the outfit, they meanwhile having
proposed that l 60 back an give .
turn for their money. | explained
how l felt over the situation an how
I'd resolved never to monkey will
the devices OF Satan no more.
"What'll you do:" says they.
"Go back to Missouri an buy ,
ranch,' says I, 'an' live decent the res
of my declinin' years.
"But they wouldn't have it tina
away. Some was for havln' me ope'
another saloon, but l showed ZEN
where they was wrong. fer them q
was in the town depends on the rake
, of from the tables mainly to keep q
eon'. Next day rs my heart was
bnlsin' with gratitood-for it was tn
tightest squeak l ever had, though
course I'd been shot at plenty ofte
:, be fore, but never at SIGH short rang
it comes to me, all of q sudd-n'
. that I'd evangelize them suffrr'n, he
nighted horned toads of the deser'
: Temporary l holds my gospel matt
:, nees in the Jail, which we had to re
:, build the side Bruce kicked out, blu
: as soon rs | could get lumber 'Th
:, Free. For All Chapel goes up, an Nv
got the blue ribbon congregation Q
the Southwest. Occasionally som
!. messy horn gifts in an tries to star
pede the herd, but when lie gather
;, up his fragments subsequent h
:, figures he's lucky to he alive an nevt
;, makes similar crack"