The morning call., 1893-03-10

across the street. Compliments that wouldn't
look well IN print were exchanged, and o
second later the men were shooting at each
other.
Another second and every cowboy and
Indian belonging to both shows were on the
street hGhting like demons. The police of
the quiet German town were scared to death,
ana In the midst of the melee company of
Dragons belonging to the German army
charged down the street and stopped the
fight.
Apache George was thought to be fatally
wounded, having been shot in the groin, and
eral fatally.
The melee broke up both shows. and as
soon rs the men were able TO leave the hos
pltal they returned TO the United States.
Apache George" at once struck out for the
plains. and ever since has worked off and
on IN Wild West shows and on the prairies
Il walked into San Francisco, coming
clear across the Mojave desert on fcot, and
| was busted when ] got here" said George
yesterday. But so long as l can get fftv
feet OF rope III make a living" he added
ana then offered to show the reporter some
Of his feats Of skill
Taking rope and putting a running
moose at one end, Apache George" asked
the reporter to go down the street and walk
toward him. He first caught the reporter's
LETT loot with the rope as he went to make a
step, throwing the rope with his right hand.
Ihen ne caught the right foot, throwing the
rope with the left hand. Then the reporter
Jumped up and down with both feet, as if
skipping rope, and George pinioned both
legs. Quick as fash he caught his right
arm, then his left. and, pulling the rope
tight, threw hali-hitch over both arms
and finished with another hitch around the
neck. The throw around the neck was
made without looking at the victim. He
then did number of fancy tricks, such as
catching the reporter Oh q dead run and
then throwing the rope in half-hitch over
man standing close to the spot where he
brought his first captive TO 4 standstill
LassOlns horses, men on wagons with the
horses going at trot or catching small
boys by the feet as they ran was mere child's
play to Apache George.
Now take this paper" said George, hand
ing the reporter piece of newspaper about
six inches long and folded up. lie next pro
duced 'blacksnake" whip that measured
twelve feet from the tip IF the buckskin
cracker 10 the handle, Telling the re-
porter to hold the Daper at arms length
George backed off and taking the whip began
cutting the paper of an inch at a time. As
the paper grew shorter and shorter and the
singing lash welded by the man standing
twelve leet away cut nearer and nearer to
the reporters fingers, he grew nervous, but
justas he was about TO tell Apache George"
that he was satisfied more than satisfied in
fact, the cowboy gave the whip an extra
flourish and with crack like a pistol shot
the lash cut the paper clean and clear less
than quarter of al inch from the finger
ends
Now I'll show you something else" said
George. Taking two chairs, he called one
man Weighing $50 pounds aud another
weighing los pounds, and asked them to be
seated Standing between the chairs
George took off his hat and dividing his
long hair so that about half of it hung on
either shoulder he stopped and told the men
TO take hold of his hair with both hands
and hold on as they would 10 n rope The
men obeyed, when Apache George straight
ened up lifting both men clear of the
chairs. There they swung, holding on to
his hair for second or two, when aston
lshment made them loosen their grip and
drop their feet on the ground.
u haven't got an iron Jaw" laughed
George, but I'll pull against any man in
this town with my hair for any amount OF
money"
As a rifle and pistol SHOT Apache George
does not claim any special merit, but with
the RATA, lassO, ariat or the whip he de-
hes all corners and is truly wonder. He is
handsome fellow, aud despite the wild
life he has led. very much Of a gentleman.
He neither drinks or chews tobacco, and to
his abstemious habits he attributes his
splendid health.
"But I'm getting DID," said Apache
George, "and Pm thinking of going back to
the plains and settling down. Cowboys of
to-day are not what the COWBOYS were when
j was one of them, but the plains are the
same, and after all, l would rather live on
the great prairies than in the Palace Hotel
Yes, think III go back" and the SPEAKER
roped a stray horse that had got out of n
corral near by and was kicking up its heels.
Then he sighed and coiled up his rope.
c. b. HARToN.