The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-10-28
Two Men of Nerve.

81 have been among the western cowboys for
! twelve years" said j. A. Barnett of Salida,
Col, 70 9 st. Louis Chronicle writer. and
have seen their nerves put to the severest test
but didn't know the human family produced
men who could NOT be made TO finch in the face
Of certain death until three weeks ago,
Il took an outfit for roundup 10 Western
Kansas. In the party we're Joe billiard and Bud
Powell. This latter was q hurly burly, loud.
nouthed, devil-inay-care sort OF q man who
had been In frontier brawls imnumerable, and
who. in his time. had perhaps, shot out almost
as many lights. Just or the fun of the thing, as
! are now blazing IN this city tonight billiard,
however. was a very different order OF man.
| he was SO quiet and demure as TO be an enigma
TO the rollicAing registers Of the little western
towns aud settlements He was never known
20 uee an oath, and. so far as any of knew,
| from somewhere in the east, and that he had a
hickory was the unanimous verdict Of all Of
US. But there was something in his manner
that said palmer than words that he wouldn't
do to fool with.
While our OUTFIT was in camp south Of
Dodge City, Powell got noisy drunk one evening
and seemed bent on provoking DiIlard's ire.
billiard took his chatting good -naturedly, which
only had the effect OF causing Powell to become
more annoying and brutal in his persistent
filings Al the supper table Powell walked up
behind billiard and emptied a cup OF coffee
down his back. billiard sprang from his stool
IKE frenzied tiger His eyes flashed IRE and
his frame quivered with anger. ought to
shoot you down Ike dog he said, but will
give you chance for your life. Meet me at
sun up tomorrow morning with your Winches-
ter and we will fight it out at fifty PAGES
There was deadly determination in his voice
that sent a shudder round the supper table and
Powell, though maudlin drunk, blanched white
as sheet. The silence that brooded over the
camp that night was awful l tried to reason
with billiard, but he was immovable He had
made up his mind to kill Powell, and he was
gong TO do or die in the attempt. Both men
went quietly to their cots at o'clock and were
sound asleep In a half hour | had dtful night
OF 1t. IL was my duty to prevent the fight and
al my persuasion had failed to shake billiard
though Powell seemed a little more reasonable
well, TO cut a long story short, they met the
next morning. each with a repeating Win
chester. billiard stepped off the fifty PAGES.
ana as he turned firing WAC to begin Beten
SHOTS each were fired, the men advancing on
each other at each shot. When tnev wtde SEN
arated by about only ten feet they both tlropped
TO the ground. Powell was dead ana Diiiard
was breathing bis last. Two of PowelL's bullets
had plowed through billiards. right cheek. one
had pierced the left ear three others had
lodged IN his shoulder and the seventh pene-
rated the brain. A yardstick suspended
straight from Powells heart would have COW
cred every one of the seven bullet holes in his
BODY, showing billiard 8 desperate determine
ton and cool aim. He had intended to hit him
in the heart, and his last shot did IT, / don't
think the world will ever know another such
duel. because don't believe there are any two
men with the nerve of billiard and Powell who
were so unlike in outward character and yet SO
alike in leonio bravery"