The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1898-01-12

ar accompaniment 70 a song never in
tended for the Crawing room. Gradu-
aily It come 10 re known that the fun
loving leader was former cowboy
named Brack Cornett. His band was
large and well organized. Its members
called him Captain Dick. The country
is thinly settled, covered with chap
plral aud broken, offering many hiding
places TO outlaws. Captain Dicks op-
eratiors increased in b0ldncss and fire.
quency until rewards aggregating S.
000 were offered for his capture, dead
or alive. An entire company Of State
Rangers was put upon his trail, a. well
as a hundred special officers. They
made it 50 hot for him that he quit
train robbing aud devoted all his time
10 dodgiug about in the brush. In this
extremity he took refuge at the ranch
Of Alice, whom he had known well in
the old days. lie could not have made
q worse move. Alice told him that he
could camp in tie ranch yard. The
next morning he went out to CornCtt,
who was preparing his breakfast, and
took a seat on the opposite size of the
IRE. The two men talked pleasantly
for a while. As the train robber stoOp-
cd to lif, pot Of coffee from the Goals
Alice shot him through the brain, and
he fell with his face in the ashes. This
assassinati0n brought the Frio county
man still more fame. He was congrat-
ulated upon having rid the country Of
a very desperate villain, and collected
the rewards.
\ man named W. c. Bowen ran a
weekly paper called the Ledger in the
little town of Cotulla, twenty miles
from Pearsall. Bowen was Of type
not iEfrequent among country editors.
He had ideas about standing in the
forefront Of the battle for The rights of
man he regarded the press in general,
and the Ledger in particular, as the
palladium Of our liberties be thought
il his duty TO act as censor Of the pub
lie, and he would write things when
drunk that would turn him pale to read
Nhen sober. he got it into his head
that Alfred Alice needed a write.up,
and he wrote him up, much inspired
with rum. he ssid that the desperado
had been run out Uf the lower counties,
that he was thief and murderer, and
that his removal would be for the cOun-
try's good. The paper was out on time,
and Bowen, who was sober. shivered
when be read his editorial. The people
of the town oEred bets upon how long
The editor would bc allowed to live. y
week was the utiernost limit set. Al
lee, who was always man of very
quiet manners, called at the Ledger Of
ice and walked up TO B1wens desk.
de told the editcr that whisky was re-
sp0ns!bie for the lea er, but that it
must not occur again.
Every man IN Ia sale aud FriO
counties, he said to tie trembling wri-
ter, knows that you have abused me.
I am the only one who hears you apol-
ogiza. IL You mention my name again
I'll Kill you" Then he walked out.
Things were quiet i.r dsy or two.
Bowen got drunk again. He wrote an
editorial ten degrees more savage than
the last. The paper caused "A sensation
all through the State. Bowen became
sober and went to San Antonio, deem
ing himself safer there. He was ac-
companied by his brother, who was the
County Attorney. The two remained
in the city for three days, but business
forced them back TO Cotulla. When
they boarded the train each # them
had a pistol. These pistols they laid
on the seat facing them and covered
lightly with shawl. The train pass
ed through Pearsall, which was Allee's
town, without incident, and the broth
ers breathed more freely. At little
station five miles further on Alice gos
n board. He entered the coach at the
further end and Immediately caught
sight Of the Bowens.
These wretched men grabbed frantic
ally for their pistols on the seat IN front
W. G. Bowen was the first to fire. His
bullet went through the roof Of the car
almost above his head. Alice advanced
slowly toward them, with set smile
on his face, and firing, as was his Gus
tom, 50 rapidly that the shots could not
be counted. At the fourth discharge
County Attorney Bowen was cr0uched
between the seats, with his right arm
shattered between the elbow and wrist,
and Eiitor Bowen was doubled up in
the aisle, with three bullets through
the body. Alice stood over him a mo
ment with the same fixed smile, delib-
erately emp.ied two more shots into
the corpse, glanced az the covering
brother with contempt, walked into
another car and tOok a seat. The d al
man had fired but one shot, and the
weapon Of his brother had not been
discharged at all. Alice was tried for
this murder and acquitted. Public sen
timent was divided. But for his record
il would have been wholly with him.
The Bowen ghost accompanied him
to the tomb. He did not change It.
Previously he had been pursued by the
spOOk Of Cornett. Talking TO the ac-
quaintance mentioned in the opening
paragraph Of this story, he said that he
would rather be followed about by an
editor than by train robber, anyhow.
II will be seen that Alfred Alice, eight
times a slayer Of his kind, had also the
saving se,ise Of humor.
Daring the past two years, MIR. J.
w. Alexander, wife Of the editor ofthe
Waynesboro, Miss Times, has, in a
great many instances, relieved her baby
when in the first stages OF Group, by
giving il ChanbsrIsin's Cough Rene
dy. She looks upon this remedy as a
household necessity and believes that
no better medicine has ever been put
in bottles. There are many thousands
Of mothers in this broad land, who are
Of the same opinion. II Is the only
remedy that can always be depended
upon as a preventive and cure for