The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1895-05-27
jack KINGS FUNERAL.

| boys nad been dOWned one time an dHOtHeI
| an gone shoutin' home to heaven by varl-
| Gus trails but the remainders had been
| freigh ted east or west every time, an the
| camp got left. 1t was hard luck. but one
| day it came toward us an we were with
| corpse all ourn an no partnership, with
| nobody nuthin'
cit IS the chance of our life,' said the
| postmaster. AN we plays it, There's
| nuthin' too rich for our blood, an Wen
show Mutt an Rincon an sech hamlets
they amt sign camps compared with Dem
| ing
! $50 we begins to draw in our belts an
! get a big ready. Jack King was the
corpse-emergir out of a game of poker as
| such. He'd been peevish an irritable an
! pesterin' an pervadin' round for several
! days. The town stood q heap OF trouble
| with him an tried to smooth it along by
| giving him his whisky an his way about
| as ne wanted them hopin' for change.
| But man is only human, an when Jack
started in one night TO make hush peat
| a tray full for 500 he asked too much'
| There warn't no undertakers, so we
/, called the camp to order. an KNOWN he'd
| take pride IN it an 10 the slam-up thing,
we put IN the postmaster to deai the game
| unanimous.
| Gentlemen ne said in assumin' the
| present pressure, L feel the compliments
| paid IN the selection. l shall act for the
credit of the camp an ! need your help.
| / want these rites to be howi.n' sue
| cess. L upnt want people cCihli iOuHu
| next week allow;n' there amt been no
| funeral. an l don't reckon much they VIII.
We've got the corpse an if we fall fiat
| now it's our fault!
80 we pinted Jim Sweet an French
Paul to so 10 the Santa Fe shop for box
| for jack an detailed couple of nigSers
from the corral to dig grave.
| An mind you ais! SAID the post
master, 4 wants that hole at least q mile
from town. In order to make a funeral
! success you need distance almost as much
as a stiff. 1t gives the procession a chance
to spread an show up. You couldn't make
! d funeral a success or in3os.n' an have
| It come off in your back yard
"Everyth:ng went smooth right off the
! reel. We got box an grave already an
| the postmaster stuck up notice on the
depot door settin' The hIarity for o'clock
the next day. Prompt at the drop of the
! hat the camp let 20 all hollis an turned
loose in d body to put Jack through right.
| lie was laid out in great shape in the New
| York store with nuthn' 20 complain of if
| he'd been asked TO make the kick HIM
| self. He'd now silk neclt.e, blaze shirt
an pearl buttons. trousers an boots. some
| one, Whisky Sue, think, had pasted some
| courtpi1ster over the lola Oh his cheek
bone where the bullet got in, an ali around
Jack looked better than l ever saw him.
Let the mcetin' come TO order said
| The postmaster, sittin' down on box of
boots up at Jacks head, an as many as
can please get something 10 sit on. Now,
| my Trends he continued, thar amt no
need of my putin on any fr.iis or gettn
| i'm any scroll work. The object of this
| Convention is pid.n and straight. Mr..
King here present is dead. Deceased was
| a very headstrorg person and PERSISTED
yesterday in enterta.nn views as to the
value of a club flush, 1. queen at the head,
which resulted in LIE everlasting. Now.
boys, this is a racket full of solemnity.
We want nuthn' but good words. Don't
mind about the truth. We know his
record How he stole d boss at Rincon an
robbed a man last fall at Fort Craig; how
lie downed a man at Cruises and how that
scar on his neck he got from Wells Fargo's
people. But today we don't copper nary
bet At I o'clock yesterday mOrn.n', 9c-
Companied by the report OF colts 10, Mr..
Jonn h.ng, who lies here SO cool an easy.
left the dance hall and entered in behind
the great white sh.nn gates which swing
inward 10 glory eternal. Ii IS great sec
N the camp. 1t saws a big boss onto us,
but Wen 40 our best. At Il time Ike THIS
| break, an / therefore call on that little
gal from Lake valley to give US The Dyin
so the little Lake valley gal cleared her
waves with drink an gives us the song,
| an when the enJlre congregations drew
cards ON the last verse 1t dad everybody
good.
Ear away from his dear old Texas
We laid him down to rest
With his saddle for pillow
And his gun across HIS breast
Then the postmaster got out a Tesla
ment.
here Testament ne says. Il ant maxim
no claim tor il cause it's part OF the anne
al accord.n' TO Hoyie. III there was a
preacher here he'd do IL, but there be!n
lu scch on this range, l makes IL as
| forced play myself
scpUlclcr an Mary Magdalene an the
resurrection an everybody took it in
mighty owly. for, of course, that was the
lead to make an we knew i.
Then the postmaster said he'd like to
hear from any one under the head Of good
=. Mr. Undertaken and chairman, says
i'm Hamilton this thing weighs on me
heavy. OF course keeper of the dance
hall / saw a heap of the corpse an knew
him wei. Mr.. King was my friend an
an il was clearly worth while to wear your
gun while n lowered near, loved him.
position to make new rules as he played
along for those games Of chance which en-
ioyed his notice was perhaps his greatest
fault. HIS giving way to this habit yester,
day primarily the cause of his BEN
gathered to his fathers. l hope he'll get
along thar an, will make side pet even
money, ne viii. He may alter his play
an stand way UP in G with them people
If I'd put it in. | would say further
that after cOnsuitin' with BILLY Burns who
keeps the other saloon. We have. in honor
| of the dead an to mark the occasion OF
his "cashin " in. agreed upon a business
| departure of interest to you all. This de-
| parture Mr.. Burns will state.
- Mr.. Postmaster says Burns, l knowed
, | deceased He was a good man an dead
| game sport from way back. protract t
| ed struggle with the reckessly compound
} ed drinks of the frontie had begun to til
I ! on him an for year or SO he was llable
! 10 have spells that was all. Refcrrin to
, the remarks of Mr.. Hamilton. states that
S | by agreement between US an IN honor 10
! the departed the price OF WHISKY IN TINS
| we're camp from now on Will be TWO
drinks for a quarter instead OF one rs
| previous. We don't want to disturb value!
t nor unsettle trade an we don't believe this
| will. We makes it as Il ray OF light in th'
l darkness an gloom of the hour
t After these remarks. which was wei
D | received. we formed the procession. Two
z | huglers from Fort Cummings took the
| lead with Jack in one of the Silver CITY
q stage coaches comm next. The 9iX pail
| bearers were on horses next in line an
i | the rest of the town strung along perDlis
=. Gus on horseback an in wagons.
I "'ThiS is a great day for DeminE, say:
: the postmaster he rode up an down the
| lire. There amt no camp this side al
| Albuquerque could turn this trick. only
2 | wish Jack could il himself. It's NOR
| calculated to bring this town into favor
| able notice than a lynchin'.'
at the grave we turned in an gave
| an for ~