The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1905-04-14
GREATEST SLAYER OF BUFFALO
Record Held by Jim White, Who
Killed a Hundred Thousand.

"A man who a killed 100000 buffalo
would be something of a novelty now,
no doubt, but there passed away q few
years ago a man who, to the best of
my belief, accomplished that slaughter
during a rather brief career. He was
Jim White. Never heard of Jim White
Well. I'm surprised" Colonel William
Rodney@eBf1" Rodney, of sonora,
Mexico, as he preferes to be called-set-
tied back in his chair in the lObby Of
the National and blew rings of smoke
redectively. TT was, let me see, some
where in the SOS, before the S. P. went
through. as We reckon time out my
crossed Texas and after the S. P.
went through'-there's dates for you, as
chronological as the reigns of the
Ptolemies.
"WeII Jim White and I were
youngsters then. in the Texas pan
handle, working for Tommy Owens,
who owned as swell a bunch of long
horns as could be found in the South
west. Buffalo were as plentiful as cat
tie in those days. They ranged IN
enOrmous herds from Mexico to Mani
toba. great big herds, living a~valanches
of hoofs. hides and heads The In
dams and the white men, too, for they
eyre worse than the Indians, knowing
better, used to kill something out
rageous
II was DOLniI8 10 n4uIQEL d 0ONG44
Of the finest animals that ever walked
on foul legs, cut out their tongues and
leave the c-arcaSSeS on the plains to
feed h coyotes Jim White was
known as the keenest mar after buf-
falO in the west, and I reckon he got
his share. He was a wonder.
zone time. I remember. we had
been OF a long scout after cows in
what is now Chaves county, N. NJ, up
by the -headwaters of the PecOs. We
were out of meat and wanted some
bad. Jim said: All right. veil get
some. There's buffalo not far Off
can smell EN-. Finally we came up
with the herd. The plains were
black as far as the Y could reach.
We didn't want to start the whole
bunch off; wanted to keep EN- around
in case we should need more food. and
while We were planning how to cut
out a fat COW OF a heifer we saw an
old bull, separated from the rest of
the bunch n over a little rising
ground. We went after him. I shot
the brute, and down he went. I got
off my horse, walked up to the beast,
pulled out my knife and ran the blade
refectively cross his muzzIe.
up Jumped the buffalo as mad as a
hornet Jim White yelled out that I had
oliy creased the brute, but I knew it my
self My horse was terrOrized. he wasn't
Elucn good nyEvay and I knew I had no
show at getting away. I kept my right
hand on the buffalo's left rumD. and
around and around we went faster than
lightning, the buffalo trying to get at me
and roaring like mad.
Jim didn't dare shoot. because as like
as not he would have plugged me-the
buffalo and I were closer than wax-but
ne KEEP yelling out directions, like a man
always does when he is in a safe place.
cool, calm and collected. and the other
fellows up against it.
All this time I was sidestepping like a
dance hall girl. I still had my knife in
my right hand but I got it in my left
somehow. and then I began prodding for
the bumalo's heart. I plunged the blade in
up to the handle, but missed the right
spot, and the bull Outdid anything he had
ever done before I got ready for another
blade got through the ribs to the very
heart- A surgeon couldn't have done II
dead? Wen, ne surely was, soon. I recken
ne was the only buffalo that was ever
hued bya knife Jim White used to saw
so, and Jim new.'-Washington Post.