New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1893-06-21

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wall of orriis' q hail 81 San Angelo
and offering no resistant TO his blows,
but only cried Oh, Jack! Jack!
dozen men stood near, but none offered
TO interfere. remembe that I ac-
ted for the pair, intending il
some vague way to protest, but ere I
reached them the man entered the dance
hall. Five minutes afterward the girl
was paying for his liquo or at the bar, and
was congnt lating myself that had
escaped from perpetrating one Of the
most foolish acts Of my life.
5.ss2 The girl was known as Press" a half
caste Mexican creature, who gave Brown
che larger share Of her earnings, bore his
blows with meekness and would have
driven a stiletto into the man who con-
#quered him in an encounter. But Hall
was saying: .5 s.
e learned at San Angelo yesterday
that Brown was at the cattle ranch
Sergeant W atson got quite thick with
the girl Press, but she knew nothing
( about Brown or pretended ignorance.
We intended to reach the ranch at sun
set, but the Snorther stopped US.
ss1Thatt girl Press is devoted to Brown
I end would raise money some way to.
bride q Mexican to warn him, but money
would not hire a Mexican, or any other
/, man, to face this norbbher, so there is no
danger that he will be on guard. He.
cannot escape unless be was caught out
On the range IN the storm and is now at
some Other ranch. =
There was only faint glow in the
east when we mounted our horses next.
morning. TheHo;ther had spent its fury,
and the promise of a pleasant day was
borne on the soft winds Of the south.
I Only a faint tremor, a lingering chill in
! the early air, as if the trees and grass
! were shaking off the GOODNESS Of the
night. "a sharp ride to the westward,
and just as the scarlet banners of the
sun was seen in the horizon we drew
rein in the wood some hundred yards
from the house where Jack Brown was
supposed to be hiding. The ranchhouse
was a wretched thing constructed Of up
right poles, the cracks being filed with.
mud. At the rear shed with asloping
roof. The house had been built within,
a few feet Of the stream where the bank
was some IL feet high. A door in the
front room opened TO the southwark;
one in the shed to the north.
Like Indians surrounding the cabin of
| the settler, the rangers stationed them
selves in the form of a horseshoe around
tho house, the points, y or ssheels'' Of the
shoe resting on the bank Of the stream
when the rear door could be commanded
by a cross fire. confess felt, as I
watched these preparations, very much
as imagine a robber must feel while he
reconnoiters a dwelling when intent
upon some unlawful undertaking. Ev-
erything was ready. Captain Hall, Lieu
tenant Ward, Casweu and four rangers
rode to the front Of the house and
| stopped some hundred feet from the
door. Then, for the first time, we saw
a horse tied to a post near the doorway.
Steam was rising from its sides; low
dropping head and hollow tanks showed
| that the brute had been ridden long and
! hard
''One OF the men has just got home. .
whispered Captain Hall as he dis,nount-
ed. Accompanied by three of the ran
| gers, while the fourth held the horses. he
walked to the door. II.
| 'Eellop was the response to his knock.
A short parley, a demand for admittance,
/ a profane reply and then the sharp re-
port OF a rifle. One of the rangers turned
| his back toward the house. took one step
and fell heavily on his face. Crash! A
dozen winchesters sent dozen bullets
into the house. Some struck the poles.
but a few found their way through the
mud 1nended cracks. No order to seek
shelter Of tree was needed now. In
two minutes Lieutenant Ward and Cas-
well had added their rifles to the fire,
and after it was all over found that the
magazine of my own winchester was
| empty.
| The passion Of a man hunt conquers, as
it always will until in the evolution Of
time the intoxication of battle is OUT
bred from human nature. I don't know
how long we fired or how long the
answering shots came from the shanty.
but suddenly the door was flung inward.
and a man stepped boldly out. Il.
An instant the rifles cooled. I saw.
Jack Browns gaudy sombrero, it's wide.
rim and massive crown glistening with
silver ornaments. Black hair hanging
to the shoulders. the leather ..chaps:' of
. cowboy, and then straight outward
shot two arms, cleaning black eyes
sighted two heavy colts, and at their
report ranger dropped his rifle because
o bullet had shattered an arm. Then a
svolley.
The broad hat slipped downward over
the black eyes, straight up in the air
two pistols sent their harmless lead and
to the ground in a heap sank the body.
81 The rangers.on guard at the rear ran
toward the front when their ears told
them the outlaw had braved his fate.
We gathered around the fallen man, all
honoring in our hearts the hopeless dar
ing Of his death, and Captain Hall lifted
the sombrero from his face.
..The deyil!' he yelled. Run to the
rear, boysr!''
Too late! Idle to beat the bush. Use
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