The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-01-23

Sundays it would always be $3.50 or $780,
The dancing was free, but the man who
did not respond frequently TO the mana
gers stentorian call of "all parties waltz
TO the bar" at two bits head. became
unpopular. The females danced more
than fifty times a night AS they could
not possibly drink every time they danced
those who abstained were given tickets
which were afterwards cashed at cents
apiece at the bar. These wild orgies beg
gar description
The greater part of the shooting affairs
in Tombstone started either in a gambling
saloon or a dance hall. In July, 1880, a
rather good-looking Mexican girl named
Ponchita came to Tombstone from Sonora
Hank Allen, who was running the town
about this time, by virtue Of having killed
Bill Emmons, the boss of the toughs. a
few weeks before fell in love with Pom
chita. Hank was a six-footer, about 40
years old, and had been a refugee from
justice in the panhandle of Texas for ten
years before he struck Tombstone, and
had become wonderfully expert fellow
with pistol. He had a half interest in
roulette gambling device, and he went
about town with two or three revolvers
in his belt. He always went in the middle
of the street, so that he could better see
any one who lay in wait for him, and
that he might have an unlmpeded view
to aim in case he was attacked. For
tunately for the general community he
seldom was intoxicated for then he was
very cross and ugly and would shoot on
the least provocation.. His favorite amuse-
ment with tenderfoot whom he did not
like was to fire bullets yard or two from
the terrified persons head just 'to give
him some music" so Hank said. Hank
was not slow in telling Ponchita that he
loved her and she must love him, that he
was bossing Tombstone at that time, and
that it would not only be an honor 10 her
to have his attentions at the Golden Eagle
dance hall, but safer for other admirers
to keep their distance when he was about
But Ponchita had eyes for young man
of good family named Henderson, just
out from Michigan.
For some time Hank never supected he
had secret rival in Ponchitas affections
One night when Hank had gone over to
a neighboring camp Henderson could not
resist the opportunity to drink and dance
with the Mexican girl at the dance hall.
Along about midnight Hank suddenly
strobe into the pace.
He was mad in moment, and several
dancers who saw him draw his gun got out
of the way. Quicker than it takes to tell it,
he had shot Henderson through the Shout
der. The dacing stopped, and upon Pom
chita's assurance of her affection for Hank
he put up his weapon. Henderson went
out with some friends, apparently to hunt
up a physician, while Hank Allen called
the house up to the bar to drink with
him. never giving a second thought as to
how his shooting might result. Once out
of the dance hall, Henderson's anger be-
came violent. He went and borrowed a
sawed-on shotgun from n gambler down
the street, and while dripping with blood
from his wound he loaded it with buck
shot. Then, with two companions he was
on his way around to a rear window to tnN
dance hall, where he could draw on Hank
Allen. Some one must have FASTENED to
the latter and warned him of the impend-
ing assassination, for just as Henderson
and his companions were creeping past the
dance hall, Allen FASTENED out. He drew
one of his pistols just as Henderson raised
to shoot him. The gun and pistol went off
at exactly the same moment Henderson
staggered and fell, and Allen staggered in
to the arms of a bystander. Although
Hank Aliens chest was pierced by seven
buck shot he raised himself sufficiently to
shoot eight times at the fallen Hender-
son. Both were dead men in a minute Ia
ter