, 1906-06-27
SCAR FACED CHARLEY

Copyright. 1906. by Mcclure, Phillips & Col
There We're eight of us outside and
inside the Deadwood coach, including
n woman. Mrs. Bushrod, when Scar
Faced Charley robbed us.
1t was 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and
we We're skirting foothills covered
with pine scrub. when Scar Faced
Charley stepped out of the bushes.
lifted a double barreled shotgun to
his shoulder and called upon the driver
to pull up. | think all four of us on
top of the coach made Il motion for our
guns, but the driver yelled at us:
stop that, you cussed fools! Do you
want to be blown to kingdom Gomez"
Scar Face was ut that time Il mar of
about thirty, rather picturesquely at
tired, and, as he was clean shaven, he
looked more like Il fare man than a
highway robber. There was a smile
on his face as he looked up, but some
thing warned you that ii was Il smile
that could come off mighty sudden if
things did not go his way. He took a
look nto the coach and then stepped
back and said:
Now. gentlemen. let's have no fuss
over this thing. You up there get
down, and you inside come out and
form in line and put your hands up.
OF course, the lady is not included"
None of us saw n chance to get in a
shot while we We're lining up, and once
on the ground it was too late. II pass
ed to the rear of us and removed our
shooters and tossed them into the
retain his seat. He had no treasure
box, and the mails were not asked for.
Nov, gentlemen" said Scar Face in
his breezy way, Il shall pass In front
of you with my hat. and you will drop
in watches and purses. l put you
on your honor. If | afterward discover
that any one has held anything back
it will be bad for him"
One of the insiders was u jew. He
had a big roll, and Swimming off about
$50 he handed the rest to the woman
to take care of. After the contribution
the bandit stopped in front of Mr..
Isaacs and said:
You are keeping something back"
80 help me gracious, I'm not"
Don't lie. Where is your roll?"
All this time Mrs. Bushrod had been
Il quiet spectator. though she was boil
ing over with anger at the idea of our
letting a single man rob the eight of us.
Obo I,nI 80 .nx =. uA,nnt1fa. - B.,rrt
and, shaking the Jews roll out of the
window, she called out:
Yes; here is his money, and I'd like
to see you get it! I've also got some of
my own, but you'll never get n dollar
OF X into your dirty fingers"
Up TO this tine Seal Face had never
robbed ii woman. If the widow had
kept her tongue still she would have
been treated with chivalry, but nee
started she let her temper run away
with her. She gave the bandit IL great
tongue lashing, and Il part of her re-
marks included us. He gave her five
minutes. seeming to be amused and
yet resolved, and when she paused for
breath he advanced to the coach.
thrust the barrels of the gun through
the window and within a foot of her
nose and said:
Hand me over every dollar you have
got about you or you won't live ten
seconds"
She went deadly white and handed
over, and as neal as | could make out
she was in IA swoon for the next five
minutes. The bandit got a fine haul
and was we'll pleased. When he had
pocketed the plumber he said:
~ shall now bid you goodby, gentle
men. Let no II nov for the next
five mlnu4es. Then you may resume
your jour- y"
He bowed and stepped aside into the
scrub, and we looked at each other in
a foolish way. After three or four
minutes the driver told us to get in,
and 1t was then that the widow got out.
She had recovered from her swoon, and
her face was fiery red instead of death
ly pale.
Look here, you pack of p%oltroOns,
are you going to let that scoundrel
get away with all our moneys" she ex-
claimed, as she looked from one to the
other.
But what can W. do?" asked one.
DO? Do? Why, you towards, you
can follow him up and capture him!"
None of us saw it that way and took
our places. The driver called to the
woman to get in. but she turned OF him
with:
Go on with your towards! I'm go
ing to follow that robber to the ends of
the earth but what l get my money