The Ketchum keystone. [volume] (Ketchum, Idaho) 1885-1899, 1892-09-10

around the floor and bacon and hams sus-
pendedi from the rafters. We used soap
boxes instead Of chairs, and were not !
very imposing aassmblaee. MIR. slade
came p<aceably enough ,and stood quietly
while the court directed the marshal 10
read the warrant. As the marshal pulled
out the document Slade, quick as fash,
sprang at him and jcrked it out of his
hands, at the same time leveling rs-
volver At the heart Of his honor. Il was
all done IN second, and the six or eight
henchmaen of the tough had also drawn
their pistols at the same time. Now,
said Mr.. Sladc 4 am about tired Of this
business. l am not going to be drained
any more, and am not going to recog-
nize your authority nor shall pay
that $4c0. / shall hold you personally
responsible for my safety, and if any of
your committee attempts to touch me l
will blow your heart out
"While he was speaking was thinking.
and, before he concluded, quietly turned
and walked out, as if thinking of some
thing else. I walked out on the street
and the first man met was q member of
our vigilance committee. I explained the
situation, and asked bin to;get on his
horse and ride to q camp about two miles
away and tell the boys we needed them.
He set olfin post haste, and I turned back
towards the court room. Just as turned
around came face to face with Slade
aud his followers, who had walked boldly
out Of court soon after | came away.
Come in and have something, Sanders,
called the irreprcssible. said to him /:
'Slade get on your horse, and go home as
fast as you cam
"'What do you mean? Why do you tell
me that?' demanded Slade.
"sNever mind what l meant I re-
piled: get on your horse and go home
"He didn't get on his horse and go
home, buthe got on his horse and rode
all through town, bringing up at last at
the court room. He was inclined to be
very proud of his defiance of the orders
of the court and was insulting to his
honor, who was still there. He was
staggering around the store when hap
pened to look out of the window and saw
that the house was surrounded by armed
men. The next moment they were in the
room and one of them was saying, 'We
want you, Mr.. Slade.' He turned pale
and weakened at once. A crowd of his
captors surrounded him and left him
safe in their keeping. | went home and
was not there five minutes when one of
the vigilantees came up and said. Mr..
Sanders, the boys have about concluded |
that they won't be bothered with Mr..
SIade any longer, and as there is no place
to keep him safely, they are going to
hang him whether the court wills it or
not hurried to the court room and saw
the judge and the marshal and several
others, and after conference we agreed
that as Slade was bound to hang whether
by our wishes or not, it was better to have
him executed by order of the court and
thus preserve our hold ON the commu-
nifty. We sentenced him to death for high
treason, for melting others to rebellion
and for himself seeking to overthrow our
form of government. When Slade heard
OF this he sent messenger for me to
come to him at once and make speech
in his behalf. knew that it would be
worse than useless for me to do so, and re-
fused to 60 on FOOLS errand. Then he
sent me to our judge with similar re-
quest, but the judge, knowing that he
was powerless to prevent the execution.
declined to see him. So Mr.. Slade was
taken to hill overlooking gulch, and
moose fron. gallows fused to slaughter
Sheep slipped around his neck and
barrel placed under him. Just as he was
about to be swung off the noise of a
horses hoofs was heard and mounted
woman appeared in the distance coming
It breakneck speed. It was SHADES
wife; but BY the time she arrived on the
'cene, around which two thousand people
we're gathered, the barrel had been kicked
rom under him AMI Mr.. Slade was no
more.
THAT is the story of the execution, and
! singular one it was"
During the recital of these stirring
events Senator Sandars seemed to forget
his surroundings and to be living over
..ain the scenes which he was depicting
70 his interested listners.
A Tender Barkeeper.
s"Didju sell my husband his whiekyi'
'sked the large, raw boned, square jawed
ady.
.'Wuz your husband little, watery-
yed Teller wit yaller haira'' asked the
in return.
"Yes.'
San looks like he hadn't never had q
nance to be his own boss2"
"'Tain't noue of yeur business whether
le is his own boss or not.'
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