Cañon City record., 1906-03-22

There's trouble up ahead. ar.
sprang. to my feet Have you got
your pistoi:' lie suffered.
Somebody came running down the
aisle and the porter dodged like !; hare
behind me. Ii was the hind end brake
man, but he was so scared he could
not speak, l hurried forward.
Through the head Los Angeles sleep
er, the San Francisco cars and the
Portland l ran without meeting a liv-
ing soul, but the silence was oninous
When ! caught u glimpse of the inside
of the chair car l saw the ferment
Women were screaming and praying
and men We're burrowing under the
foot rests. They've killed everybody
in the smoker.'' shouted a travelling
man, grabbing me.
"Damnation. make way, won't your'
l exclaimed pushing away from him
through the mob At the forward door.
taking me for one of the train robbers.
there was another panic Passengers
from the smoker were jamned together
there like sardines. had to pile them
bodily across the seats to get through
and into the forward car.
1t was over. The front lamps We're
out and the car smoking blush. A
cowboy hung pitched head and arms
down over the heater seat In the mid
die of the car Henry Cavanaugh, crouch
ing in the aisle held in his arms Dave
Hawk. At the dark front end of the
coach l saw the outline of a man
sprawled Oh his face in the aisle. The
news agent crawled out from under a
seat. 1t must have been short and hor-
ribly sharp.
They Had tagged the train east of
Bear Dance. Two men Doarueu Ine
front platform of the smoker and one
the rear. But the two in front opened
the smoker door just as Dave was hur-
rying forward 10 investigate the stop.
He was no man to ask questions. He
saw the masks and covered them in
stantly. Dave Hawk any time and any
where was Il deadly shot. Without a
word he opened on the forward rob-
bers y game cowboy back of him
pulled gun and cut into ii and was
the first TO go down, wounded But the
train boy said Hawk himself had drop
ped the two head men almost immedi-
atcly after the. firing began and stood
free handed when the man from the
rear platform put Il Winchester against
his back Even then. with Il hole blown
clean through him. he had whirlei and
fired again. We found the mans blood
on the platform in the morning but
whoever he was. he got to the horses
and got away
When reached Dave he lay in his
bagga geman'S arms. We threw the
carrion into the baggage car and car
ried the cowboy and the conductor back
into the forward sleeper l gave the
go ahead orders and hurried again to
the side of the last of the old guard
Once his eyes opened. wandering ston
lily. but he never heard me. never knew
me. never spoke As his train wen,
that morning into division he went
with IT, When we stopped his face.
was cold. II was up to the Grand
Master
\ game man always. he was never n
cruel one He called himself Il thief
He never hesitated with the other mcr.
high AMI low, 10 loot the company.
The big looterS were tinanciers: Dave
was only thief yet gave his life TO-
the very law he tramplcl under foot.
Thief. il You please. J don't know
We needn't quarrel about the word H.
branded himself with. Yet Il trust of
money. of friendship. ri duty. Were
safer in Dave Hawks hands than In
the hands OF abler financiers.
hold him not UP for model. nci.
ther glory in his wickedncSs When
was friendless he was my friend His
story is told.