The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1895-08-31

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three winters previous to this one he had
spent on the Riviera
\ question about Nice and Monaco
seemed to encourage him, and he went on
with glowing description of these famous
resorts. "And, oh, what glorious drive
it is along the Corniche road" he con-
tinued with the never ending panorama
of bay and sky with all their various tints
and the magnificent mountain background.
There is certainly nothing in America and,
| believe, nothing in the world would equal
it. Then San Reno and Bordighera are
pretty little resorts, and the visitor makes
mistake who does not spend portion of
his time there
81 suppose you have visited Genoa" |
inter- upted.
ooh, yes, indeed, was the reply. "In
fact | spent nearly three months last winter
at Cannes and made the drive to Genoa
several times with coaching parties Too
bad you have not splendid drives here.
What with such drives as along La Riviera
di Ponene, this wonderful dry air and
beautiful winter sunshine, Arizona would
soon become the greatest winter resort in
the world
In this strain he talked on, and suppose
we had been at the table nearly two hours
when messenger came in from my friend,
the surgeon general saving he had just
been called on for an important surgical
case and asking if | would not accompany
him and administer the anrsthetic My
California comlade and myself voted our
new found acquaintance most charming
man and Il capital fellow generally, though
atteiwa remarked to myself that | had
not as yet found out anything about where
he cane from or who he was.
Busy for the next few day. | thought but
little more of this entertaining stranger
About week later, however, | dropped
into The Palace, just to see who was there,
and the stranger quiet and uncommunica-
tive is usual, was Watching the games
Lever standing over any one table for moro
| than two or three minutes at time. From
here | stepped into The Capital, and Bert,
the head man, not being busy, | began
conversation with him Presently the well
dressed stranger came in, and | noticed
lerts eyes take on a rather defiant flash
as he watched him pass to the rear of the
ROOM
Bert, who is that man 2" asked. give
seen him about for some time now, but he
never seems to speak to any one. He must
be some easterner here for the winter,
isn't he?"
"Why, don't you know that fellow"
was the quick response. Gle knows bet
ter than to speak to me. He's the blank
of blank who killed Jim Fallon in Pres
colt five years ago. Why, you remember
his murder, don't you, General?'
no; don't recall it, Bert. That was
when | was in Montana, and | reckon the
trial and all took place before my return. ="
"Well, it was the most cowardly murder
! ever knew, and if that duck had his
deserts he'd have stretched hemp for it
long ago. You knew Fallon, of course,
VIII" used to run bank in Tombstone and
after the flush days there he moved to
Prescott? ~
nodded assent, and he went on: "This
fellow. Jack Underhll, Thimble Jack, who
was nothing but a low down tin horn
anyway, got full one night and raised such
a disturbance at Falon's table that he
finally got up and kicked him out of the
house.
Underhll was furious over his method
of election, and for several days went
around threatening that he was going to get
even with Fallon. Some of .Jim's friends
| told him he had better look out for Thimble
Jack, as he was a treacherous cuss and
would probably stab him in the back. But
Fallon laughed at them, declaring that
Jack was too big Il coward to attack child,
let alone a man.
$50 the matter ran along for almost Il
week and nearly every one had forgotten
about it, when one night about 10 o'clock,
as Fallon was standing by the bar talking to
some friends this cowardly dog shot him
in the back without the slightest warming.
In the confusion he managed to get away
and hid in the house of frail woman
Talk of lynching was so strong the next
day that he sneaked over to the sheriff's
office and gave himself up. Fallon fingered
along for three weeks before he died.
"When the trial came, this fellow s
family or some of his friends, or some one
in the east, put up the money for him, and
he had half dozen of the best criminal
| LAWYERS in the southwest defending him.
| For myself / always believed the jury was
tempered with, too, for they only brought
in verdict of manslaughter and he simply
got sentence of five years, and what with
good time he's out now.
81 hope you haven't spoken to him, for
no self respecting white man like you
wants to speak to such a cowardly dog as
him.
| And so this was my entertainer of few
evenings before. Then it dawned upon
me why his face had always seemed fami-