The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1897-11-10
TOLD OF BUCK KlLooRE.
His Jumping. Match with a Texas
Woman in War Times.

There are men in every quarter OF
the union who will regret to hear Of the
recent death of Judge Constantine B.
Kilgore at Ardmore, l. T. For eight
years Buck" Kilgore was a notable
man in Washington. In person he was
q typical Texan. Above six feet tall.
above 1G stone in weight. above the
average congressman in ability. above
the average man in sincerity, straight as
an Indian and strong as an OK. Buck"
Kilgore was a marked man where
ever he appeared. 1t was the kicking
down of the door leading from the leg
islative chamber to the house lobby that
gave him notoriety. 1t was character
istic of the man. He wanted to go into
the lobby; the messenger shut the door
in his face. He knew he had right to
go into the lobby without asking the
consent of Tom Reed or any other man.
He raised his foot. clothed in an enor-
nous cowhide boot, and kicked the door
down and went his way. The notoriety
attached to him on account of the act
was always dstasteful to him.
Except Dick Bland and Amos Cum
mings, there was no more democratic
looking man in congress. The boys
on the avenue called him Buck" and
after he kicked the door down every
CANINE in Washington was ambitious
to shine his boots. Many of them
boasted of the honor who drew on their
as George ~. did when
he claimed to have bore conspicuous
| part in the battle of Waterloo. Kill
gore did not have his boots shined every
day. When he first landed he took
rooms on C street, not far from the cap
itol. After breakfast he went out for
stroll. A colored boy proposed a
shine. whats your name?" asked
"Duck." George Washington" re-
piled the boy. Its an honor l did
not expect" rejoined Kilgore; "you
can pitch right in" During the whole
session "Buck" would walk half a
dozen squares to give that boy the job
OF shining his boots.
During the war he was ordered home
to assist in gathering up some desert
ers. One evening about dusk he was out
in the country in quest of deserter who
had been off the Layout" for a year
He was very hungry, and very weary
He called at house by the roadside
and there he found woman just TAX
ing from the spit nicely-broiled
chicken. The SAVIOR of the fowl made
him ravenous. He had Mexican dol
lar in his pocket. which he had carried
for years, and to which he was much
attached, but he was bound to have tha
chicken, and he pulled out the dollar
and proposed q trade-the coin for thu
fowl. The lady said the chicken wal
for a sick friend, and that she could no
sell it.
"But." she continued, "I'll inmp yc,
for it,"
"What do you mean?" said 'Buck.~
81 mean that we will see which cal
Jump furthest from this doorsill ou
into the yard, and the one of us tina
beats shall have both chicken and dol
lar"
"All right; that suits me exactly.
said "Buck." The dollar was placed o
the dish beside the chicken. and his gu
was leaned against the wall by the dool
and "Buck" slung his arms and mad
tremendous leap of over IL feet. Fl
recovered with difficulty. and when h
turned to the door. there was the lad
with his cooked gun in her hands. wit
the butt against her shoulder and finge
on the trigger.
"Now. you just firt the gravel dow
, that road. young man. or I'll max
buzzard's food of you before fire ca
singe gnat," she ordered.
: There was shoot in her eyes. an
"bucll and ball" in the gun. So"Buck
"flirted the gravel" his bosom swolle