The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-11-17
He DENIED HIS MOTHER.
nRAWATIC STORY OF 4 HANGING IN
BRONCHO COUNTY.

The sheriff Had seen Booth Play Iago
rasu lie Wanted 10 Pun a Gun;
salvini in One of His Great Roles.
while Clara Morris Gave Him a
Chill. But the Greatest Scene Was
When the Condemned Man Denied
His own Mother and Convinced
Her.
From the Philadelphia Times.
The Three Sevens" outfit was camped
an the cottonwoods up on Paladuro creek.
close to the line Of No Mans Land, ana
every one was busy, for it was the season
or tbe spring round up. No Mans Land
il tb8t long, narrow strip of the Indian
territory that prevents Northwest Texas
anil Southwest Kansas from coming IN
contact OF course il Is out of the Juris-
f.rri0n of either state ana Tor years
Uncle Sans officials zealously avoided it
for many reasons
Late one afternoon the sheriff of Bron-
emo county came riding into camp in
curing for Denny Murphy. The sheriff $
sudden appearance occdsioned no surprise
f0~ a warming of the same had preceded
him fully three hours, and, as a direct
result, MI Murphy one OF the best cow
men iu The whole outfit, rode calmly over
The border and into the land where sub
poenas came not and warrants lost all
their vitality.
Oh one of MS periodical tears down in the
little settlement of Quirtvile, and Fad
been far more turbulent and Violative Of
the peace and dignity of Broncho county
than usual. He had dubbed the piano
player in French Pete's dance hail nearly
u death with the butt of a siX-shooter;
had shot out all the lights and window
laues in the resort; also three fingers
from Pete's good right hand, and had
then ridden away, defiant, VOciferOuS and
unscathed. The after-clap was now pres
en- IN the "Ihree SeVens camp, IN the
shape of the sheriff and those documents
that begin so sarcasticaly with the word
greeting"
But. TO use a slang phrase, the outfit
gave the sheriff the laugh informing him
that Denny had "mOseyed;' that, as a
cOWman, there was too much doing for
MIN TO spend any time attending 70 such
minor affairs; that the sherim would have
20 wait until the roundup was over, and
he had better get down, stake his horse,
late, and Quirtville was a long ride back.
The sheriff promptly accepted the inyi-
tation. He was an officer of experience,
and not given to chasing rainboWs.
During the winter just passed some of
the cowboys had been visiting civlllza-
ton down in Fort Worth, and had at
tended the theater. Their minds being
slil filled with the glories of Che expert
ence, they diverted the campfire talk,
after supper to things theatrical.
This brought out the sheriff strong, for
he had in his day, been all over the coun-
Try, and never lost an opportunity OF at
Boys" said he, "I've seen a Teller
called Booth play the part of devil,
named lago, so that my fingers itched
TO get holt of my gun. I've seen a dago
named Salvini play a play named The
outlaw all in dago talk, but didnt
have to know that lingo to find out he
was worse used man than any that ever
set foot in these whole United states.
There's a woman, too, Clara Norris she
gave me a chill that lasted a week But
a Main
who could lay over them all. saw HIM
do Just one piece of acting and right after
] had to hang him.
ut was a good while ago. just after they
first got to electing me sheriff. l had a
man in the jail and two deputies We're
staying right with him all the time, cause
NE couldn't take no chances of his get
ting away him being convicted Of murder
and waiting for his day to come to be
hung in. 1t was mighty mean, low down
murder, too. Jury wasn't out more n
five minutes over it. Ills lawyers had
tackled all the courts he could get into,
but it was no go, and the teliers time
was sure coming; only a couple of days
off, il was. 1 think even right then Old
man Dunn and his carpenters We're out
IN the jail yard working away on the gar
well, on this day, when you could hear
them carpenters knocking ana saving
back in the yard, who comes INTO my OF
fee room where 1 was sorting out some
papers, but this fellers lawyer and a
little old lady dressed in black clothes.
Il
leaning considerably against the LAWYER,
like she was nervous and tired. The
lawyer tells me she has an idea that the
teller we were going to hang was her
hoy. He'd been loose from her good
l0t Of years and she wasn't certain it was
him, but she'd took up the notion some
how and wanted to see to make sure.
Boys l was broke up. / sOrter felt her
notion was right. These here women
folks is what makes hangings mighty
tough for sheriffs. When man thinks
Of q fcllers mother il gets right next to
Course, 1 couldn't do nothing but agree,
and ] went with them, unlocked the doors
ana feeling bad. When We got to the cell,
there was the feller sitting or a stool,
reading a book in the light that sifted
through the bars of his little window
hole. The two deputies We're right there,
too one on each side, looking glum and
sour; for this guarding business is a
The Teller was a big. stout man, over
SIX feet high. He had thick whiskers
over his jaws and chin. They were black
bleach on. He hadn't been taking any
care OF himself so he had shaggy, ami
mag sort of look about him.
IL wasn't much light in there, anG
mere wasn't much room. The guards
stoo4 a little to one side and the man
S.e3l up as we come in looking mighty
curious at the little Old lady.
she was all in a tremble and stag
selt4 toward him. her poor old shaking
HsA1s stretched out. She was saying:
T+H
~ + your old mother come to YOU
rf.i.u never forget TO my dying day how
aItNl her voice sounded. There come
'-s lump in my throat right there. But
man kinder drew back and looked at
IT. 5orrowful-like for a second or two.
VIZ lace never give him away nor ais
'9,.s neither. He says:
i- -tadSm, there is one happiness still
nae; can convince YOU OF your mis-
some likeness there might be. but
am not your son. l never saw you be-
as ~ my life. My mother died years
She has been spared the pain of
-ls me here, as you also can 60 away
Of the thought that your son is
p, talked so steady, so sure. so nat
49,. sorry for the little old lady, too,
& so like the Gospel truth that YOU
lelt relieved and glad for her sake.
-T rev back and caught the lawyer
...,t has been so long ago. I am very
ana don't see well. The voice
rs IKE. yet unlike. / must be mis-
fet foor fellow, / am indeed sorry
pa and VIII pray for YOU
F-. ~ at this the Teller never turned
ia men we an turned and went out,
pa-e him and his guards just as they
H vas all lie. 1t was his mother
t.- -ted as | never heard a human beg
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