The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-01-04

guard it was caught by party Of Kio-
was. So skiilful was Allen and so cool
his drivers that they stood off the fierce
warriors, kept moving and doubling I'M
til, in column of fours, the wings We're
swiftly swung around and circle formed
with the mules inside. Here eight miles
from water he fought off the Indians and
finally brought every wagon to the river
at Cimarona Crossing by daylight with
four men killed and nine wounded a loss
of nearly 81 per cent.
About a week later Allen and his fight
ing Transfers reached TT. Harller. Hear
ing Of Sweringer's death and it's origin. he
was for Wiping the Halfway house off the
map but was prevailed upon to wait and
fight it out with Frank Johnson away
from home. Allen was a slender. blue
eyed, mild looking man and when John
sons friends heard of his anger they
laughed at the absurdity of his fighting
with Frank
The one street OF Ellsworth was very
broad. being built on each side of the rail-
road Between which and the houses was
wide space for wagons. johnson was
pointed out to the wagon master on the
east side Of the street and he started
across. Though strangers personally the
alert saloon keeper recognized his man
and knew the time had come. 1t was kill
or be killed. With hand on revolver John .
son waited in silence. A hundred men
watched from distance. Neither spoke
till they were close together, each taking
in every movement OF the other Each
face was white and set When only
few feet separated them q sentence. or so
passed, heard only by the two Then
together, as if drilled in the act, each
pistol was out and flashing. Neither fell
Both pistols were emptied. johnson
stopped as if to draw his knife from his
boot when his muscles relaxed and he fell
forward unconscious. At this Allen turned
toward the Larkin house where he was
stopping, walked about thirty PAGES, when
he turned and suddenly sat down in
saloon door. Men gathered about him and
he asked if Johnson was dead. He was
told that the man was dying He then
SAID. Il m dizzy; somebody help me to
Iarkins s" On the way he informed
those assisting him that he was wounded
though he thought slightly. He was
helped to bed and a doctor summoned.
All We're astonished to learn he had two
wounds, one SO near the heart that the
shock alone was dangerous Allen died
beIore morning while Johnson's wounds
proved unimportant
FRANK johnson had been In many figbta
out never had killed a man before. How
ever good the man killed he had bnt
defended his own life. He was an evil
OeHipereu ISHoW naturally and seemed TO
grow worse. His neighbors didn't like
this and advised him to mend his temper.
lie told them to 'tgo to hell.''
He closed his place one sultry night
and was about to leave the room when
some one called him from the road. It
was very dark but he saw outlines OF a
horseman in the highway. After some
plausible excuse for his coming the call
er got him to go out but he carried a
cooked revolver with him The moment
he walked away from the door several
men who had been standing on each side
against the house closed in behind him.
He heard something and turned quickly.
Others came out Of the darkness on
every side and he was disarmed, dragged
and bound without even disturbing those
sleeping in the house. The sound OF
marching feet was mufffed by the deep
dust in the road as he was carried rap
IDLY toward town. He knew his fate was
sealed so wasted no strength in appeal
or struggles.
On the banks Of the Smoky Hill river,
near the Marshall house, was q large
cottonwood. it's trunk hoary with age. To
this Johnson was carried, q picket rope
knotted about his neck and the other end