Connecticut western news., 1891-08-27
A WESTERN sHERIFF's COURAGE
Locking Himself in a Corridor with Fiv, Prisoners to Subdue Them.

Locking Himself in a Corridor with Five -r Prisoners to Subdue Them.
 'I think that the bravest man I ever knew" said the colonel, twas one of the worst. His name was Kit Castle, and for some years, so long ago that my hair grows grayer when think of it, he was sheriff of Uiptah county, Wy. T. Kit had his ownY Peculiar code of morals, like good many other west ern men of that day.
 "He borrowed money in .he most reckless fashion, but he always paid it back to the last cent. He never broke a promise. But he would cheat at cards at every opportunity. He couldn't help it. Every one knew that he cheated, but no man was ever bold enough to say so in his face, for Castle was not afraid of anything that walked or crawled, and he was a dead shot every time his big finger pressed a trigger. He was over six feet in height, lion in strength and a tiger when enraged.
 He started out alone on horseback once when he was sheriff to capture two horse thieves. He was gone for a week, and people began to think that Kit had got the worst of @ hard fight, when he rode into town one evening.
 "'Where are your men, Kit9' some one asked with a laugh, thinking they had slipped him. .
 'The sheriff pulled from his belt three revolvers and laid them down. Then he went out to his horse and un- fastening two pairs of spurs from the saddle came back and threw them jingling and ringing on the counter.
 "'One of them revolvers is mine, said Kit slowly. All the rest is sou venirs'-'sooveneers' he pronounced it. I had sixty miles to ride back, and I hadn't the time to lead two horses with the corpses of two horse thieves tied on their backs This was all he ever said about the fight.
 Perhaps more villainous set of scoundrels was never collected than the prisoners whom Castle always had in the county jail. The Jail was of stone and was at the rear of the court house. Inside the place was lined with sheet iron and along the end ran the heavily barred cells. One evening the sheriff went into the Jail to see if his prisoners were all right for the night. One of them had gotten out of his cell and had then released four other desperadoes. When Kit opened the door into the jail the men started for him with a rush. Kit had time to spring through the door and close it, and his prisoners would have been as secure in the iron walled corridor as in their cells. But the sight of the fvo men maddened him and he threw the door shut with @ loud c1ang, locking himself in the room with the others.
 Drawing his revolver he leaped at the men, believing in his anger. He was too enraged to shoot them He wanted to punish them for daring to attack him. His strength and energy were tremendous, and he hurled the five men into one of the iron corners Pushing them and knocking them about, he beat them over the head and shoulders and arms with the butt of his revolver until they screamed at the top of their voices in their helpless agony. Then, his teeth shut close to- gether in his great jaw, he picked them up one by one and pitched them into their cells, securely fastening the bolts
 "Such daring and recklessness as his could belong only to man who did not know the name of physical fear. He was born fighter, and as a soldier in a battle would have been remorse- lesslY fierce. ."@New York Tribuna