The Dalles daily chronicle. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, 1891-05-27

nephew's death and charged it to the
agent. The popu1ace agreed with him
to a man Old Jones insisted the agent
should likewise suffer death Public
sentiment rushed to the same conclusion
Every man in the Lineup district who
heard of the matter at once advised
Jones to go back and kill the miserable
agent, or. if that scheme did not suit, to
hire some one who would Never was
public sentiment so uniform in matter
before. 1t was beautiful.
Hire some one to go back. Kill the
agent This struck Old Jones, who had
strong commercial instincts. as good
thing. He inquired for some one who
would undertake the enterprise. He did
not think it should cost much. 1T is
dead easy to do he said Jest ride
calmly up to the agency and beef him.
and then ride away. That oughtn't to
cost no fortune and he was willing to
give ''hoss and outfit" and $780,
''I'n go you" said bad looking gen
tleman called Curly Bill.
Curly Bill was certainly very bad
man, as any one might see by examining
his six shooter. He had filed away the
sights as superhuous to one so sure and
keen, and had taken out the trigger, trust
ing to explode his interesting weapon by
the simple process of letting the hammer
fall from his thumb. These changes in
the ground plan of Colts A always
bespeak a bad man the wide west over,
and such was Curly Bill, the parsonage
who wanted to hire out to kill the agent
Preliminaries, were arranged and the
horse and outfit were turned over, in
company with 5000 of the $500, and Curly
Bill rode away on his long pull for the
Ute agency.
Six weeks and their happenings were
added to history, and so far nothing
hoated back from Curly Bill One after
noon he rode again into the camp in the
Gunnison country. The public crowded
about to learn of his success. Curly Bill
got out of the saddle and stepped into a
saloon The public followed, and, at his
request, took a drink with him. At last
Old Jones put the question:
''Did you get him, Curlyr'
NO" said Curly Bill.
why not?''
Well said Curly Bill, with an
amiable drawl. s.In tell you what's the
matter. You see the -cuss offered me
$1,000 to come back and down you"
There was a profound silence. Old
Jones seemed thoughtful and cast down,
and the public walled. At last Old Jones
put another pertinent inquiry
We'll, whatever do you allow yon1l do
about it?''
i''Whatever'n You do about it?' said
Curly Bill. will you raise him9'
"S'pose don't raise him?" said Old
Jones; .'s'pose don't even call hi1nr
and an ugly glare began to shine in his
watery. gray eyes: albeit his voice was
low and his face calm.
4Well,," said Curly Bill, with vast non
chalance, lin, that event ] reckon I'll
have to go him."
The public took a deep breath at this
announcement. and Old Jones seemed
plunged in thought again. At last he
found his voice.
''Pn think this yere matter over, Bill,
and l reckon on fixing up something SO
you won't complain none of me. You be
yere and I'll come back in an hour"
Then Old Jones proceeded straight tu
his wagons. got his Winchester, and
coming in the back door of the saloon
wherein Curly Bill was refreshing him
self after the campaign, blew that cele-
brated persons head off without a. word.
Old Jones then gave himself up to the
citizens committee and demanded
tr1M 1t was had at once. Every man
in the camp knew of the killing and its
entire history. They all approved it too
1t was esteemed, however, not a proper
thing to allow the plot to kill the agent
to go abroad to the world. The account
might, in unskillful hands. become gar
bled and hurt the camps reputation
So when Old Jones was acquitted, which
denoument was rapid in its coming. the
verdict read thus:
Testified KILN on account of Curly
Bill insultin' of Old Jones' wife" u
This is a true tale of the west.-Kan-
sas City Star.