The morning call., 1893-06-14

had supply of venison 'jerky.' This,
with flour and coffee, constituted our
larder. Yes, sometimes we were a little
short
I'VE have made our camps most of the
time in the mountains at Dark and Red
wood canyons and on the Dry Creek noun
tains, not often at Sampson Flat, but oc-
casionally. We travelled back and forth to
the places mentioned to vary the mo-
notony."
Then he gave this bit of autobiography
in reply TO question::
81 was born in Vermont, but my parents
removed TO Canada when l WAS very
young. am forty-six years old. l worked
for the railroad company for years, over
seeing Cinnamon. The railroad never
harmed me- My work was in the Alameda
hills. They paid me SIS per month.
lived in Visala at the time of the Mussel
Slough troubles, but | knew little about
that matter and was too busy earning
bread for my family to pay any attention
to it,"
In November last. in going over trail,
Evans slipped and fell twelve feet, sprain-
ing his ankle badly, and on that account
both he and Sontag came near being cap
tured. But the officers we're even too
slow for me, lame as was" he added.
why didn't you leave the country.
Evans?"
1--WE could have left at any time, but
John didn't want to go. The time I
sprained my ankle was laid Up three
weeks. and when Black was shot l was
not with Sontag. We were sometimes
apart, but never for more than day. Last
winter we visited Visalia four different
times and we drove through the streets to
| the depot one night about IL o'clock. We
saw lots of people we knew but they didn't
know US. We we're not afraid to go to
Visalia. My health has been gooG. but the
worry and watching has reduced me about
forty pounds"
Then for the first time Evans asked
about his family, and, when told all were
well. said. "That's some comfort"
Come, Chris. the wagon is ready" said
Hall at this iuncture, and then added, II
want to tell you that you need nave 10 fear
about going into town. The town is quiet
and there will be no trouble"
81 don't care If there is, responded
Evans; "they can do what they please
with me. The quicker they hang or kill
me the quicker will be out OF my misery"
This one oath was the only time Evans
uttered a curse or harsh word.
The outlaw was helped out Of bed but
was able to stand alone. He walked down.
stairs and even climbed into the back of
| the spring wagon, using his wounded right
arm to pull himself into the wagon bed.
| The vehicle was light spring convey
ance and in the bottom of the bed a quau-
| tity of straw had been placed and over this
blanket. Before getting into the wagon
| Hall pinned blanket around Evans, and
after the latter had lain down n the straw
another blanket was thrown over him.
| Hall and Witty rode in the wagon, Carroll
| following close behind with the carriage in
which the party drove out.
The ride to the jail was devoida of incl
! dent, Evans at no time complaining.
though once asking for drink of water.
AS they neared Visalia Evans lifted his
head and looked around him and then lay
down again without word.
The Jail was reached at 5 80 o'clock, and
a crowd of people were even then in wait
| ing. Evans was taken to a cell in the
second story of the Jail. just across the
corridor from where Sontag lay.
DR.. MathewSon was waiting. and the
wounded man was at once stripped,
washed an6 his wound5 dressed. Just
how bad the wound in The eye is cannot
! now be told, for the eye is so badly swol-
len that it prevents an examination.
| 1t is thought, however, that the bullet
struck the bone just over the eye and
either imbedded itself OF glanced off. The
| left arm was found to be badly injured.
| both bones being shattered at the wrist.
| 1t may have TO be amputated, owing to the
length of time elapsing between the time
of the shooting and the arrival at the Jail.
| The injury to the right arm is only.a flesh
wound, painful but not severe.
Shortly atteI Evans had been landed in
Jail his wife and daughter called on him,
but were refused admittance. Sheriff Kay
telling them to call at O'Clock At that
hour Mrs. Evans called alone. She was
admitted to the cell and rushed over to the
iron cot, kneeling beside it and burst into
| tears.
"Chris. Chris, oh. my Godv' she said.
'Howdy do, Mollie," was Evans exca-
nation. and then he said ''There, there,
now. don't cry. don't cry
La a second or two Mrs. Evans regained
her composure and asked if she could re-
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