The Helena independent. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1892-07-08
ORDER IN CRIPPLE CREEK.
The Marshal VISA : Fighting Man IN,
tho Mob Know II. n

The Marshal Was :, Fighting Man and
The Mob Know IT,
II there WAS any proof required at this
late day that Cripple Greek 10 . model Of
good order Il could b. furnished By ~ In
cident . few nights ago, says the Denver
Republican. Two miners wore dsairous Of
settling the time-worn RrudRs with natures
weapons. andiwere repairing 30 q suitable
rested ono OF them. He objected to the
degradation to the camp that would ensus
from such . scene. The east might hear Of
an encounter in . Colorado mining camp
without six-shooters and withd raw in
vsstmenta. The marshal was somewhat
rough with his prisoner and struck
him with . revolver In tho face.
Friends of the man intorfered and
threatensd 10 take the prisoner away.
The marshal drew ont his gun. The
people fell back, and no ono attempted to
argue with the acting representative OF law,
If not OF order. A block further on and
the marshal, for some reason, found il
necessary to assert his right to the pr ison-
er's jawbons again. Things began TO 10 Ok
serious. and the crowd. which was quick KY
increasing, began TO boot and hiss and yell
At the marshal, who made a forced march
to the Jail. . little log cabin.
followed BY the throng, which was still in
crsasing. He stopped opposite the Cont
mental hotel and addressed his enemies.
He challenged any n to come forward and
fight him . 10 Queonsberry or q Ia MllbRnk,
and II the wonid-bs fighter had not . r.
furnish one. This was pretty strong for !
crowd of l,0Q0 people, but there were no
takers The marshal seemed to own the
town. He mstphed up and Town the streets
and into all the ''touRh %joints", in tow
looking for . scrap. He had his gun handy,
jeered and hissed.
There was nothing else talked OF about
town all night, and the more the affair WAS
talked of the more did the crowd get OK
cited. Something had to be done.
A gathering was held at the flagstaff 1t
1880 p. m. Several mining mon of i'm
portance we're in attendance. The action
Of the marshal WAS dealt with in scathinR
terms.
Lets lynch him. shouted 4 tendsrfoot
from a distance.
Eyes, lynch him, hang him." csme from
hundred throats.
Don't do anything that would reflect on
the town." said Capt. Parrish. "Send a
deputation to toll him to leave town or BE-
hanged"
4uA6 Wibok cuuusol phFtlalIy pEeVd1l0O,
but somehow a committee could not DO got
together TO approach the marshal.
In the meantime the more excited and
determined appearing were getting ready
for supreme action. 'Bridle Bill' had been
giving exhibitions by ~lassoing an drchin
paid to be lassosd near at hand, and his
rope was secured. The lassoer was glad TO
give it up. although his belt was stuck full
of pistols.
Here's the rope! Here's the rope! Lots
hang him to the flag pole!" cried the lead
ers of a detachment.
A roar went up that could be heard on
Mount PisRah, and it began to look dark
Tor the marshal. The more peaceably in
clined hoped that he could not be found.
""Who's the blanksty blanked, blank
blank - that's speaking of lynch
ing2" demanded the marshal. as he walked
up to the center. the crowd clearing a wide
passageway. He had a six shooter in each
hand. ."' N
Nov. come and hang mo. you --."
roared the officer, brsndishing, his re.
volvers.
The crowd consulted a very short time,
and it was announced that a lynchinQ bee
would not be beneficial to the town, and,
further, hat it was not hospitable to insist
on an immediate departure of any one in q
new town. il