Graham guardian., 1902-09-05
Story Of a Bad Man,

marked an old westerner at the
San Augustine hotel, to a re-
porter, "but he never committed
a murder after his own death, and
that's what an outlaw | know Of
once did. was Il deputy marshal
in Utah. The principal business
for the marshal's Office them days
was catchin' 'cohabs' and cattle
rustlers. What is 'cohabT Why
he's a gentleman that isn't satisfied
to have one wife nestlin' in his
buzzum, but wants to have three
or four or a dozen.
"Well, as | was sayin,' there was
a whole heap Of cattle rustlers
there in them days, and one Of the
worst Of 'em was a fellow named
Bill Dawsc. Bill sure was a bad
one. He'd come up on bunch Of
cattle at night, sometimes all alone,
cut out q few steers and make off
If the men ridin' herd tried to in
tcrfcre, the chances were that one
or moro OF them would soon be
ridin' the golden range if they
didn't go TO worse place, and |
guess the most Of 'cm did that last.
"Cap'n Story was United States
Marshal then, an he made up his
mind that Bill Dawsc would have
to quit his foolin' an do it quick.
So the next time he heard Dawse
had been d0in' some funny work
be took me an another fellow an
we started out from Salt Lake. 1t
was near Tooelc that Nawso had
been seen, an at Tooele we got Il
lot of Mormon farmers to help
make up posse.
lit wasn't much trouble to find
Dawse. lie wasn't the kind that
would run away from trouble. He
sent word TO Cap'n Story where
he was, an that be didn't propose
to be taken by the marshal, nor
even the whole Territory Of Utah
He also gave it ont cold that il a
posse came after him the first man
he'd shoot would be Cap'n Story
He expected to pick off the rest at
his leisure, he said. This fellow
Dawse could hit Il two-bit piece at
a hundred yards ten times runnin',
so it was no joke to go after him
when he showed he was some de
termined.
This didu't seem to worry Cap'n
Story II bit, an he didn't have
much trouble in getting Il posse
We caught up with Dawse in the
foothills along the west side Of tae
Oquirrah Mountains He bid him
self in the brush behind some
rocks, and when we got within
range he began to bang away
Sure enough, the first shot he fred
killed Cap'n Story. Another kill
ed one Of the members Of the posse
but before he could do any more
damage one of our shots dropped
him. The firing stopped suddenly
an we knew what had happened
"Everybody rushed into the
brush, an there sure enough was
Dawse, laid out so he couldn't
rustic no more steers in Utah He
had gun in each hip pocket an
both Of 'em was pointin' muzzel
out. OF course there was grabbin'
for them, guns, for everybody
wanted 'cm as sOuvernicrs. Two
men got hold of'em about the same
time and each gave a yank to pull
the guns out Of the pockets. Both
them guns went off about the same
time, and both those men were
killed.
"Well, sir, after that we were
more cautious, ! can tell you, but
we investigated, and what do you
suppose we found? Why, that
son of sea cook knew that the
posse would get him sooner or
later, and be just framed it up to
ring in cold deck after he was
dead. He had tied Il buckskin
cord to the trigger Of each of them
guns and fastened the other end to
his pants, so that if anybody gave
the gun yank it would set off the
trigger. | have seen a lot Of life
in the west when it was a sight
tougher than it ever will be again
but for pure cussedness that beats
anything / ever saw or heard Of"
The evil. which came into the