Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1895-12-02
BOWMAN, SHERIFF.

"This here whisky drinkin," said the
old cattleman as he sat and toyed with his
empty glass, lis mighty curious thing.
l know men as can tamper with their lit
tie old 40 drops frequent and regular. As
far as hurtin of 'em is concerned 1t don't
even come to THROWN water on drowned
rat. Then ag'in I've crossed mems trails
as drinkin whisky was like playin harp
with hammer. Well, we amt all up
holstered alike, that what's the matter.
We don't all show the same brands an
yearmarks, nohow. What's medicine for
pigs is pisen for dogs an thar you be.
''Bein a reg lar, reliable drunkard comes
mighty near bein disease; that's what
ever. 1t ain t no question of nerve neither.
Some dead game men knows-men that
obstinate they wouldn't move camp for
prairie fire-couldn't poster little bit
with whisky.
"Thar was my friend Mace Bowman.
Mace was clean strain cl'ar through, an
yet don't reckon he ever goes to a show
down with whisky once as he amt out
held. But for grim nerve as would go up
against the iron an never shiver this yere
Bowman goes at par every time.
Bowman dies victim to his ambition.
He starts in once to drink all the whisky
in Wolfville. BY his partio' lar request
most of the white male people of the camp
stands in on the deal, a-helpin of him In
his play for to make Wolfville dry camp.
At the end of them two lurid weeks Mace
lasts good judges like Enright an Doc
Poets allows he's shorely made it scarce
some.
"But Wolfville was too big for him.
Any other man but Bowman would have
roped at smaller hamlet, but that
wouldn't have been Mace, nohow. II
there'd been bigger camp than Wolfville
anywhere about, that's where he'd been.
He was mighty high hearted an ambitious,
Mace was, an 1t was kill bull or nuthin
when he trails out for buffalo.
tBut the thirteenth day he strikes in on
the big trail, where you never meets no
outfits comm back, an that settled 1t. The
boys not havin no leader, with Mace Pc
tered, of course gives up the game, an the
big raid on nose paint in Wolfville is only
histry now.
"When knows Bowman first he's sher-
iff over in northeast New Mexico. A good
sheriff Mace was too. There amt nuthin
on shows the public brand gets run of
while he's sheriff, you bet. When he thinks
anything's his dooty, he lays for it permits
GUS He don't come foolin round after no
judges and sech.
Zone time recalls wagon train with
household of folks into it as camps two or
three days where Mace is sheriff. These
yere peoples headin for some ers down on
the Rio Grande for to settle some. Mebby
it's the third morning along Of sunup they
strings out on the trail, an we alls thinks
no more Of 'em. It's long bout third
drink time when back rides man, sorter
fretful and peevish like an allows he's
done shy boy.
"'when did you see this yere infant
lastP says Bowman.
I" Why, says the man, I shorely had
him yis tday, cause my old woman done
rounded of 'em up and counted
"'What time was that yis' tday?'
Bout first drink time, says the man.
CHOW many Of these yere offsprings,
corral count, have you got anyway asks
Bowman.
"'I'd got my brand on to 'leven Of 'em,
says the man beginnin to sob a whole lot.
OF course this yer young one gettln stam
peded OF this way leaves me snort one. ~
makes 1t mighty rough crossin for me,
stranger, after bringin that BOY so Tar.
The old woman, she bogged rlght down
when she knowed, an don t reckon she'll
be the same helpmeet TO me unless linus
MN agln.
On Well says bowman tryln ZOE 70
cheer the pereit crltter up, we lose calus
ID the snume as turns up az rlenS ~ ,ne
DEAL an REGION we're goin 70 Walk ,,1, oow sn
this yearln OF yours agin zoo. WhaC 10,
brands OF year MARKS aoos nc snow SO ~
know nun!
WHY said the man, a-wlpln OF MS
eye, ne was shy q couple OF tee1h' PEN
milk teetn as he'd sned' an thar marx
on MS Ioraro where ms motner swipes nm
WIN upper, Drlnein OF MN up proper
That's an as remembers quick:
80 Mace tells the man 10 taKe clncn
on MS leehn an sCalhpeaes over 70 cnt
Mexican part OF the camp, wnioh was
called Chilli on SCOUT LOT the Doy.
Whatever 10 you UninKs become OF Ms
sonr I'm blessed !! mexican ain some
how cut MIN out Oh the nero an stole MN
Takes MIN IN Just as you would a MAYER
lex cali. what IN the name OF moss steaiin
ne ever wants OF uhat young one IS aiierf
too many TOT me, an sorter allows ~