The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1894-11-25
cIMARRoN's historic BARRooM
The Landlord Proud OF the Fact that
twenty-five Men Have Been Slain There.

"Cimarron was a lively town In the seven
ties" said a land surveyor from New Mexico.
II have seen Clay Allison ride into the place
with a following of COW boys and start in to
make a night Of il. He would buy out Lam
hcrt's barroOm TO begin with. turn everybody
out of the room except his own crowd. and then
their fun would he fast and furious. On such
an occasion | glanced through the window and
saw a cowboy dancing naked on the counter to
the accompaniment OF yells and pistol shots
from his comrades.
Through this little adobe town among the
foothills, three-quarters Mexican in its pOpula-
tiOn, came and went the various bad men OF the
region. Many of them went no further, dying
there with their boots ON IN quarrels over land
and stock transactions. politics, women, cards,
or in the ambitious attempt to assert their SUI
premacy as deSperadOeS.
WHEN | last visited Cimarron. in 1873. the
town was quiet, the cowboys being all out on
the ranges gathering beef cattle in the fall
roundup. II was the same old place, with its
Nat roofed adobe buildings struggling along the
banks Of the deep TnVine through which the
whitewashed residences OF the Weather people.
and Lanlhcrts. A. that excellent ,~hostelry ~
the most genial aud pacific of Frrnchmrn, who,
a. we Chatted together owe" q glass Of native
wine. spoke with evident pride Of the tragic
'Iwenty-hy men have been killed ia this
ROOM he said, seven in one year. Look AT
two great splashcs, dull red ia color. nIDn the
wall, unr above the other. These are the blOUl
hthilS iluAt NllFl iNltilD a. hlllNNr
PanCho was n Mexican desQerado, and be-
tween him and clay Allison ennlity had long
existed. Allison rode into town one day and felt
Ia drinking, quietly enough, as he usually did
Iva the beginning, As soon Ps PAuCho heard
that Allison was IN town he likew ise hogan Ia
drink, and tnen the townslenple lpOSed Tor diff
hcltlty between the TIVE. They did not meet nm
I'll lsis in the evening, when, NJ Allison stood in
l.amherts barrnnm. his elbow resting on the
counter, lahchp cane In and walked oNertn the
further corner ~ the rOm. Two other MCXi-
cans entcrcd with him. one Of whom took a pO-
sition q little ia the rear OF Allison. while the
other threw himself in "a l~ounging attitude upon
q corner Of tho billiard table in the centre ~
tho, room. aud taking a revolver from his pocket
Laid II ON the cloth.
To these mRnpuvres to distract his Rtten-
ton Allison gave No apparent heed, hut KEEP his
eve un l'tUClu. who began to tall q Linn, pTO-
posing that they adjust their differences in a
friendly way. As he talked thus pllu-ibly the
Mexican held his sombrerO before Inn m his
lett hand, cOncealing q weapon. VIII. his right
hand all the time slipping down toward tho hat.
A. t'Hncho passed hs hand brnCath IA" hTinl,
AlliSOl's pistol came out like "A Hash. aLt lis two
quick reports sounded ike one. l'anChu, shot
through the forehead and the heart, staggered
against the wall and sank be a. sitting GESTURE
into a rhHiF that stood ia the corner. lsr Other
Two MeXicans made themselves scare al AllI-
sons ngst motion, and Lambert, running M
from the Kitchen. blew ont the lights ami C!usrd
up the harruom without perceiNing tbs slain
maR IN the corner.
Allison at once i0pk horse Tor his ranch. say
ing nothing To am one 81 the shooting, and that
night the friends ~ PHnChO hunted Tar and wide
for him, not knowing where or In what condition
he Was. The next morning, when. L-Smbert
opened up his bar room lie saw PanchO sitting
asleep a. he thought, In the gyrnsr. and, going
y sake him discovered LhAt IN nAa Ma dad