Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-01-19
A MAN OF MYSTERY.
The End of Bronco John, Gentlema.n
 FrOntiersman Who Was Light
 Ed ming with n Gum.

f His name doesn't appear in any of the school histories, but that is the fault of the men who write them, not of John. Tn the days when the frontiersmen were blazing the trail from Julesburg, in Col orado,, to Virginia City, in Nevada, Daily < was known far and wide as the quickest man on the draw in .a whole region. This, says a Lincoln .eb) report to the New York Sun. dia not even except Wild Bill Hickok, who had better press agent.
 Daley died in destitute circumstance ces in the wilds near Julesburg, where he first made himself known. He was always a. mystery
 He started from Missouri with party of men who broke out the trail to the big gold camps, and he first attracted att tention by his book knowledge. After the crowd got little farther along to- ward the west his ability in the gun flaming line earned for him respect that his book learning had not awak- ened.
 Some of the boys said Harris Chat field. New Mexico cattIeman, who was one of the party that accompanied Daley to the gold camps, made an attempt to find out where he came from, but they were blocked in every attempt
 sHe had an air of distinction about him that was strange in our crowd, and 1t was not until we saw him handle his gun that we saw what an expert he was. It was a treat to see that mans hand go to his belt and flash back again with the drop on a fellow.
 ."sOne of our men found to his sorrow that it had magic quickness. He was left handed and nearly always got his man in the region of the heart. He nev- erWounded. He always killed.
 remember an incident that hap pened after we got to Virginia City. Daley and took stroll up the valley to see what this country looked like. After short walk we came upon sa- loon and Daley invited me in to have a drink with him.
 There were many bad ones around the hang-outs in those days and when we \ went in we were scrutinized by more than dozen of bad lockers. Daley gazed about him in his rather austere manner and with his usual dignity. He was always the gentleman, no matter where he was.
 Somehow he did not take with the bunch and one of the crowd walked up to him.
 Your kind don't go here,' said the chap. who was evidently seeking a fight. Daley looked at the man with an ex- pression of contempt. He pulled out gun that reached nearly to his knees and laid it on the bar With a quick movement of his hand he sent 1t spinning about on the surface of the rude counter and then made the soul of the braggart frontiersman feel the taste of terror when he turned his piercing eyes upon him.
 See, am unarmed,' he said to the man. If you have the nerve to shoot, take that gun and get to work. You have the look of a murderer, but not one who does his work in the open. Take that gun. you coward his voice rising. No? thought so. knew it wasn't in you.'
 g''Dsiley knew his man and the fellow fell back in the crowd, never once hav- ing moved to draw his owo gun or take that thrown upon the bar by DaiIey. After that Daley was the king pin of the town. &
 But he wasn't taking any chances when he tossed his shooter on the coun- ter. Tn his waisteoat pocket he had two derringers, with which he would have killed the man upon the first sign that the latter meant to do business"