The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1897-06-23

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On crdqf tQspalie i hiRassl show, an then
they nihtd!4 70 the polls In hedy, bout
10 on en- all told, with Garcia AZ their
shesd, walAina tribe unstiddy, as though be
might hey jag ON. The boys wus simply
wild, an bout 90 Of us lined up rom tho
polls, which wuz mex door to Iorey's.
The cap'n sauntered long wisn the rest,
cool al q cucumber,
Now praps them Greasers might hev
been lowed to vote an go way ag'in II
Garcia hadn't took 1t into his head to In
suit the cap'n. But the drunken fool
waltzes up to Jenkins an shakes his fist
under his nose an says, "Cap'n Jenkins,
you old fraud, this Is my day, dye seer"
An he waved his hand at his ragged gang
a-folierin, like lieutenant of milishay ON
parade.
Stan back, E" says the cap'n very quiet
ly. But we could see them leetle, blue
veins in his temple swell up like whip
cords an his shoulders come back square
with jerk. Then he took two six shoot
ers from his hip pockets an derringer
from under his belt an dirk knife out of
his boot an handed 'em all to ME, an then
he says: Garcia, you see that Pm un.
armed. I Civ my word to my wife that
wouldn't kill you while she wuz gone, an
lucky fer you she amt got back yet. Now,
II you want to shoot, wy shoot an be
damned, but he mighty keerfui that you
don't make no false motions-on count
OF my friends here who haven't Civ their
word to no lady" An the oap'n waved
his hand roun at us.
Garcia turned pale an red an pale ag'in.
He looked roun at his gang, but not one
of 'em dared pull gun His law an order
friends WANT to be seen. They had been
true to their principles an had scattered
at tho first sign of n row. Even The jedges
Of lection, who wu2 too fur way to ketch
on to all that wuz a-goin OH had scrooched
down behind the bar'ls on which their
layout had been put. An tho cap'n Jest
looked Garcia squarely in the eye.
Now, then, " he sed at last In bout
mint, witch seemed an hour, IT gin my
word to you, but not to them buffers with
you, an l swear to God that If airy one of
your crowd tries to put ballot into that
ERE box I'll shoot him full of holes. Now
you git ont of here an take yer dirty rab.
BILE with you"
1t wuz Waterloo all right enough.
Garcia slipped back pace or two an tried
to slide way out Of range Of the cap'n's
eye. But he didn't git off quite SO dead
easy as that Us boys raised yell-'Hur-
rah fer Cap'n Jenkinsl"- shook the
bottles on Doc Morey's shelves, an then
We pulled our guns an fired volley roun
Garcia's legs jest to see him dance. When
we wuz done with him, he sneaked way
like big bulldog whipped by yaller
fyce, an his gang follered him Not a
mothers son of em offered to vote. When
they'd gone couple of hundred yards or
So they got into row 'mong themselves,
an presently we see Garcia walk up to a
great, big, black browed, beetle eyed Mex
lean an smash him over tho jaw, an the
Teller pulled knife an flung himself ut
Garcia, but the Others interfeered an stood
him off. An then they all lit out of sight
roun tho corner of the plaza, swearin an
ohatterin an hollerin like pack of crazy
coyotes.
WAL, arter awhile 'twuz shutdown an
the votes wuz counted an we found that |
the Law an Order league was showed I'M
der by two votes. tell you us fellers felt |
happy then. Soon as the result wuz de-
clared Doc Morey throwed his place wide
open an every man in the crowd insisted
on treatin the cap'n. But in spite of his
with the boys the cap'n seemed
Uneasy an dissatisfied He KEEP a-pacin up
an down the room, an half the time barely
his likker to his lips, an then sot
down the glass. We demonstrated at this,
an Cap'n jenkins sed: "Boys, don't take
no oifense. don't s'pose you understan
'xactly how feel, an langwidge fails me
to properly 'xpress myself. don't regret
what done today, or ruther what l didn't
10. The word of a Jenkins Is a sacred
thing, specially when it's pledged to a
woman an that woman the woman who be
owes an hez swore to cherish an protect.
An yet the fac stares me in the face that
sneakin, hulkin, skulkin Greaser shook
MS dirty fist under my nose today an still
ives. Boys, is this thing trueP Or DO l
lwalkin in my sleepf'
We could all see that if this thing KEEP
long 'twould drive the cap'n crazy. &c.
est to divert his mind, we started game
II faro, an we soon had the money rollin
high. l remember that I'd won 500 on
no lection an wuz teelin pretty good. We
IL bet freely, an being bliged to fix his
nlnd upon the game Cap'n Jenkins sorter
ONE to an acted q trife more like himself.
he revelry wuz at its height when we
eered two shots in quick succession.
hero wuz lot of money on tho table.
he cap'n sprung from his cheer an spread
is hands out like the Prophet Samuel in
he Bible picters an sed to tho dealer:
Jack, change in. Garcia's dead"
We all rushed out of course an cross the
laZa an roun tho corner an into some
acant lots, an there we found him-dcad,
'oth shots had struck him, an either ono
n en- would hey killed.. There wuz a
edge jest afore you come to the lots an
ehind it, as wuz a-runnin long, l picked
p two empty shells, still trile warm.
lwuz plain that some one had waylaid
I'M.
The hull town soon collected on the
pot, but nobody teched the corpse till
APT jenkins took it by the shoulder an
Irned it over. We all waited fer what he
'uz a.goin to say, an it wuz this He lift
his hands up toward the stars, like q
lay actor i'll a theatcr, an sed in a deep
n solemn voice, "Thou hast escaped me,
mine enemyn' Then he turned to me,
speakin more like Capn Jenkins he
can if there $ reyolyers in heay-
III ngoin to shoot him right between
le eyes William M. Tisdale in San