Shiner gazette. [volume] (Shiner, Tex.) 1893-current, 1895-03-28
READY FOR BANDITS.
COACH LOAD OF RESOLUTE
MEN ARMED TO THE TEETH.
Impressions of n Hold-Up in tho Biacs
mis- Back in 10 How Bignosed
George Didn't Meet His waterloo That
ACCOMMODATION Tagged.


Time-convors"tlo" tlngGed'
uYes 50 snid the doctor to the marty
nj tho Pomona hotel. 81 was held M
once If was in 1874 Tint was the
widest vear the Black Hills of Dakota
have ever experienced one of the
widest and wooliest in the history OF
tbe Wost. Deadwood was in its glory,
and Custer was a GOOD second in en-
thusiasm and lawlessness. Stages
were rpnnino from Kearney and sid
new. Neb,and from Bismarck, Dakota.
and from CHEYENNE. Wvo.. all loaded
inside and ont with men hungry for
gold and willing to take their chances
With the terrible Indians and the
scarcely less terrible road agent 1t
was. indeed. taking chances. for the
.cofTea coolers ard the tax collectors
shared no one that fell into their
clutches. and the air was full of re-
norts and rumors of tragedies and
robberies. Still the stagcs ran regu-
larly and were we'll filed with passen-
gers. - saws the New York sun.
when we left Cheyenne there
were twenty men crowded inside and
out of the bio Concord coach, each
one armed to tho teeth and not d
tenderfoot in the crowd. Superin.
tendont Voorhees, looked to see that
the pie box. as the little iron safe
containing tho treasure was called,
was safely locked and securely bolted
fast through the floor to the axle. and
sang out An right TO the driver and
bade us farewell with the parting in
junction to look out for Bignosed
George and keep our scalps on; then
the whip cracked and we were off.
There was the usual tedious toll down
the Clearwater, the grateful rest for
an hour at Fort Laramie, the climb
over the low divide past Rawhide
buttes. and down to Lightning creek,
and we were all well acquainted.
80 confident did we become that
feeling OF pity stole over the crowd,
to think that at last the terror Of the
road was to meet his Waterloo, and
the way to the mines was at last to be
monotonouslv safe through the ucci-
dent OF our poing TO the hills together.
1t was nearly shutdown, and we had
reached the bank of the Eloue Court
river, and were about to descend.
when one of the crowd said:
:. Bows. we're all rirht. II George
was going to try to run his little bluff
on this here crowd he'd IA footed his
bazoo before this
".Yoa BET your sweet life, pard,
said another, and he'd IA bin the
worst surprised cuss in this region if
he had called. too And there was no
dissent from this opinion.
"rhe road pitched down sharply
into the little valley, and after short
run and an S. shaped twist it started
I'M the further bank. The horses.
knowing the road as well as the
driver, dropped into walk ready fol.
the heavy pull up the stiff grade and
we all settled bac!. resigned to the
tediousness of Il long pull up hill. NV
rife was in one corner of the coach,
and as we were three on a seat, it
would have been impossible to move
IL unless some one rot out first: out
nv biz revolver was in my belt lust
under INV fingers. In the side of the
coach was little window lust bic
enough to poke ones head through.
Suddenly The coach stopped. and,
tmnino to see what wastthe matter. |
found NV ewes staring down tho bar
rels of a sawed-ofI shotgun held by as
disreputable n wretch as ever cursed
the face of nature by his presence.
"There was shouted suggestion
that every one had better raise his
hands and be extremely conservative
in his movements or lose the covering
to the gray matter of his brain. Both
barrels of that gun looked as big as
Hoosac tunnels. and was confden;
that there was about peck of sluge
at the bottom of each. Both hammers
were raised and two grimy fingers
,ue,a nressing the tripgers and "a mai,