The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1896-04-02

, His course was sow. Where the ,olue
was easy the ntLhCT's team-elght
mulcS-could follow the others and got
along all right. Where it was rough old
Jones matted then and af,er driving his
own team ever CAME b"cX for them.
Two months later th1 old man I'M
loaded his freight at n camp in the Gun
nison country. lie tot! i've story Of his
nephew's death and Charged II to the
agent. The pOpuIacc .,"rcu with him to
a man. Old Jones ]nt.$;oi that the
agent should likewise SutIcr death. Pub
lie sentiment rushed /" the sume con
~cluSion. Every man III IN" TM Cup dis
trict who heard Of the iIat,er at once
advised Jones to go back and kill the
miserable agent or tuA!r2 &Jue Il who
would. Never was public >,Itiment SO
uniform IN "a mater /, fuyr. 1t was
beautiful.
Hire some ono t. 80 batE and kill
the agent.
Thls ,;rx"ko old Jones, who had strong
commercial instincts, as u good thing.
He inquired for Some one who would
undertake the enterprise. He did not
think it Should cost much.
1T Is dead easy to do he sad.
Just ride calmly up to the agency and
beef him and then ride away. That
oughtn't to cost no fortune. And he
was "willin to give d boss and outfit
and $500"
I'm go you said u bad looking
gentleman called Curly Bill.
Curly Bill was certainly a very bad
man, as any Il might see by examin-
ing his six shooter. He had filed away
the sight, as supert1uous to one SO sure
and keen, and had taken out the trigger.
trusting to explode his interesting
weapon by the simple process of letting
the hammer fall from his thumb. These
changes in the ground plan of Il Colts
"A always speak a bad man the wide
west over, and such was Curly Bill,
the parsonage who wanted to hire ont
to kill the agent.
PreliminarieS We're arranged, and the
horse and outfit were turned over, III
company with $500 Of the $500, and
Curly Bill rode away on his long pull
for TIE Ute agency.
Six weeks aud their happenings were
added to history, and SO far nothing
foated back from Curly Bill. One aft
100 he rode again into camp III the
Gunnison country. The public and old
Jones crowded about for news. Curly
Bill entered a saloon. The public and
old Jones followed in and at his request
took u drink with him. AT last old
Jones put the question:
Did you get him, Curly:'
"No,' said Curly Bill.
"Why not"
"Well," said Curly Bill, with an
amiable drawl, "Ill tell you what the
matter. You see, the cuss offered me
81, 900 to come back and down You
There was a profound silence. Old
Jones seemed thoughtful and cast down,
and the public waited. At last old
Jones put another pertinent inquiry.
well, whatever do you allow you'll
do about it,
"Whatever'll you do about it, said
Curly Bill. will you raise him.
"S'pose / don't raise him. said old
Jones. "S'pose l don't even call him.
And all ugly glare began to shine i'll his
watery, gray eyes, albeit his voice was
low and his face calm.
We'll" said Curly Bill, with vast
nonchalance, "in that event l reckon
I'll have to go him..
The public took q deep breath at this
announcement, and old Jones seemed
plunged in thought again. At last he
found his voice.
IN think this yere matter over,
Bill, and l reckon on fixing up some
thing so you won't complain none of
me. You be yere, and III come back i'll
an hour
Then old Jones proceeded straight to
his wagons, got his winchester, and com
ing in the back door of the saloon
wherein Curly Bill was refreshing HIM
self after the campaign blew that ce.e-
brated head off without a word.
Old Jones gave himself up to the citi'
zens' committee and demanded a trial.
1t was had at once. Every man in camp
knew of the killing and its entire his.
tory. They ali approved 1t too. Ii was
! esteemed, however, not a proper thln2
E to allow the plot to Kill the agent to &c
abroad to the world. The account might
in unskillful mouths become garblcd
and hurt the camps reputation. sc
when old Jones was acquitted, which
a denouement was rapid i'll its coming,
, he verdict read thus:
r Testified KILN on account Of Curly
!, Bill ~insultin of old Jones' wife. '-San
Francisco Express.