The daily morning journal and courier., 1901-03-30
KELLY AND MALONE.
"A True Story of the Medicine Hat
 Country,

men of his class thirsting for each oth- ! CTS gore really wish to know how to fight for honor's sake let them visit Medicine Hat and hear the story of how Bulldog" Kelly and Malone, the stock man, fought for theirs. It is only nec- essary to say of Kelly that once in his life he figured in celebrated interna- tional law controversy which the then secretary of state, Thomas F. Bayard, ended. His mother was friend of John A. Logan, and one of his sisters was re- gently, if not now, school teacher In this state. Malone was nothing more nor less than a frontier cat5ieman. He met Kelly first at Calgary, where, in dispute over cards, an enmity arose be- tween them. Subsequently they clashed in the Medicine Hat country, and Ma hone wrongfully accused Kelly of steal ing stock. Kelly would have killed him then and there but for the interference of the Canadian mounted police. Sub- sequently one of these policemen sug- gested to him that he challenge Malone to duel, and that they have it out alone. Kelly evidently thought well of < the suggestion, for day or two lafer meeting Malone in that isolated and abused town, Medicine Hat, he quietly told him that he would meet him the next morning as the sun rose on the Tortured trail and prove to him with gun that he was not a thief MaLcne nodded his head in accordance of tbe defiance, and that was all there was to the challenge.
 Kelly slept in ranch house tfat < night, but was up before dawn saddling his horse. He carried for arms two six shooters and shOrt-hilted bear knife He rode away from the ranch n the heavy darkness before daybreak, hee1- 7, ed for the Tortured trail. He was a six-footer, sandy-haired, heavJ-jawed and called Bulldog because he had once pitted himself against an anlmal of that title and whipped him in free fight His courage was ext'ems from the brute point of view. To illustrate this years after this event, when he was on trial for his life in a murder case, he was instructed by his attorney to kill one of the witnesses against him in the court room if he attempted to give certain testimony.
 "You listen to him." said the attor- ney, land if he tries to testify as to cer- { tain things let him have it'
 Kelly, as a prisoner entered the < court room with a knife up his sleeve and he sat through all the proceedings { with his eyes on the man he was to watch The latter grew restless and when he took the stand the broke down ] completely and did not aid the prose- cution at all. He divined without knowing it that if he testified Hs the prosecution believed he would Kelly would then and there end him. And this all took place, not in frontier court, but in court of the United States government.
 We'll, Kelly rode down the trail as gay in spirit as man of his nature could be-. He did not whistle for whistling men are rarely brutal. But he abused his horse, and that was rthe best sevi dence that he felt well. He watched the dark hang closer and closer to the plain grasses, the stars grow more brilliant until suddenly in the east it was as if curtain was drawn uD and s the day came with the call of wild birds and wind which rose from the west to meet the sun. He glanced to- ward Medicine Hat and from that point out of the black and gray of me hour, rode Malone, armed as his op- ponent was. They were a mile apart when they recognized each yothcr. Kelly refined in his horse and Vii!ed Malone came on. No surgeons nor seconds were in attendance. Medicine Hat was asleep. Malone drew nearer, moving a little to the left, as if to cir c1e about Kelly. The latter suddenly { dropped under his horses back and fired. His bullet just clipped the mane of Mahone's horse. Malone gave wild whoop and fired back riding as Kelly was, Indian fashion, and looking for an opening. Both horses were now in mo- tion and the shots came thick and fast Kelly's animal went down first, scream ing from a bullet through his lungs His rider entrenched behind him. Ma hone made a charge and lost his own horse, besides getting a bullet through his left arm. He, too, entrenched. In few moments one of his shots cut red crease across the forehead of Kelly and filled his eyes with blood. He wiped himself off and tied Handkerchief over the mark.
 Each was afraid to start out from his horse, but In the course of half an hour their ammunition was exhaust sd and then they threw their pistols from them and came toward each other, through the grass, with their knives out. Kelly now had two good wounds and Malone had been shot three times. They visibly staggered as they playe for the first chance to close in. It was almost lika that scene in "The Deem- ster," only unlike the two fighting brothers, they were not buckled togeth- CT At last the knives crossed, and Kelly got the first thrust and missed, for which awkwardness Malone gave him a savage cut. They hacked and stabbed at each other until neither could move, and the small population of Medicine Hat, getting wind of what was going on, rode out and brought them in for medical attendance. Kelly, besides his bullet wounds, had fourteen knife cuts and Malone had fifteen. They were put to bed in the same room and the same doctor attended both. For days they laid almost touching each other and neither spoke. Medicine Hat had been unable to decide which had the better of the fight, and it seemed as if it would be resumed if both lived to recover But one morning Malone rais- ed himself painfully from his mattress, and he put out his hand to Kelly and said.