Bisbee daily review., 1907-07-04
GLORIOUS Is HONOR
 10 O'NEILL
(cOntinued from First Page.)

era was turned when the last legisla- ture passed an act aboiishing gam bling. The days when the first shot was all that counted, the days of stage coach and mule-whacker, of treasure quests, when death lurked in every
 wash and chaparral, of green-cloth
 gentry and cattle king have drifted into the shadow Nothing of them all
 Is left save stray notes in minor key
 on the Edge of Things. They were
 good old days in way. About them
 fingers the rare fragrance of old TO-
 nance. and a vague regret stirs at
 their passing. The stern conditions of
 that period bred giants. Perhaps we
 will. miss in the dispensation certain
 robust deep-toned quantities that dis
 tinguished the old. But the unfolding
 of the destined order compelled the
 coming of night and the flush of am
 other dawn.
 | Now the sands are running on days
 of breeding peace. The Men of the
 Mist Hills are bringing to life the
 sleeping princess of Desert land. Farm
 and mine are being linked with bands
 of steel. The brains and sinew and
 wealth of older communities are joining hands with the pioneers in the ] CFsdtiOu OI q ueN StuptIS-
 Between the heroic days of indi- | vidual prowess and these of commun-
 al enterprises lay brief period which
 was composite of both. And of this transition time Bucky O'Neill was the
 most eminent protagonist The range
 of his activities covered almost every phase of both new and old. And by
 nature and inclination he was blood 1 germane to both.
 t,--"Of his stirring exploits while sher-
 if of Yayapai county much has been
 written When the toughest jobs were
 on Buclxy generally struck out alone,
 and 1t is a common saying that he
 would follow his man into a gopher
 hole If there were a fighting chance.
 We have sheriffs yet who have not | forgot the old-time traditions. And
 when the call comes they will strap on their shooting-irons and set forth
 on a mustang into mountain fastness or across glariCg sands on perilous emprise But the time hears apace
 when the typewriter and hello-girl and Globe -Wernicke will loom largest in the shrieyal paraphernalia. So we treasure the memory of Sheriff O'Nell
 who scrawled his name in the open
 "Bucky was a youth of nineteen when he first landed in Arizona. He worked for time as compositor on the Phoenix Herald, then owned by J. E. McClintock, brother of the pres ent postmaster of Phoenix. Then with some other adventurous spirits
 he drifted to Santa Fe. After spend
 ing some time there and in Albuquer-
 que he swung back to Phoenix, by
 way of Fl Paso, Tombstone and Tue t son, plying his trade as the chance
 offered On his return trip he mar.
 rowly missed leaving his bones or the desert, as so many men, enamored
 of the long chance. have done before
 and since When he and his travelinE companion reached Tucson they : made a discovery; they were both
 broke! In this emergency they decid ed to strike the hoof-trail for Phoenix
 When they reached Casa Grande they
 arted Bucky taking a straight shoot
 across the desert and his partner coping to the railroad. When the lat
 ter reached Phoenix he found tha BucEy had not yet arrived and gave ! the alarm. Searching parties wer' sent out and some of Henry Morgan! s Pima trailers found Buelly on thc T edge of the Big Range with his tongue [ -aHging out.
 l Into the robust, untrammeled lif' ', of those early times Bucky enteret with all the zest and abandon of hi l Celtic nature. He would leave th' ], trail any time for tiy game an' [ stake his last dolla1. It s>as his fond e ness for 'buckirs the hsur,' an eJ '- pression pecnliar to faro that gaine' r. hin, the soh-irT.et tbat stuck as l. 1oila to a .arcc-yea~-old. Let t b, e said in passing that gambling in tn, e old regime was a thing apart iron d gambling today. It seemed somehow l. to match the spirit of those days O y ibreathless change and unplanne, e events. And for this full-bloode a youth 1t was by way of prophecy an Y revelation. From the first to the las a Bucky played the game of life for tn t hazard of it. It was no morbid O Il get-rich-duick motive that drew hiT e to the whirring wheel and the dealer Q sing-song. It was simply the fascins Q ton of the game And this was onl e a passing phase of natural unfold 2 ing. Soon his aim was set for highe e stakes He said goodbye to gamblin e years before his marriage.
 l. Like those storied knights of Kin E. Arthur, the restless spirit of Buck . lever stirred for fresh adventure. 1- all his enterprises he showed the bol
 heart and dash of the paladins ( F Charlemagne with tinge of 10 . Quixote. He organized and directe if the operations of several mining con V panies in exploiting the copper field 7 near the Grand Canyon. While ei ,o gagged in this work he built the Brigh n Angel trail into the canyon, at tn |, head of which the luxurious Harve :. hotel, El Toyar, now stands. He wa 4 active in other mining enterprise !. around Prescott Then turning to tn ' lowlands he bought the Buckeye canf = which waters a fertile valley soutl :. west of Phoenix and bent all his e ' forts to the promotion of that ente {. prise. Right here the touch of knigh Y errantry crops most clearly. No nor v ltireless booster ever split the deseI . breezes. In his vision he saw thril i ing towns, a railroad or two and bui 1- zing factories He launched a pape 2 called the Buckeye Blade and infuse y into it the same fearless indepen' ' ence and abounding vitality tha !. marked all his ventures. Today, year 't afterward, this community is in e fair way to justify Bucky's exuberar l- faith He was neither the first no IT the last promoter in our arid valley e whose vision waited long. The time Q were not ripe. that was all.
 'TR- the arena of politics Buck y found his best measure in this pbas
 lof his career failure and success wer n about evenly balanced. But he wa 't a cheerful loser-fbat was a part c T the game. And he was no qultter an
 never lost a friend Had his life bee