The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-06-07
SHOOTING UP MINING CAMP

From the Nevada Mining News.
 N or because 1t has to do with the p market but because it will Nevada Mining News an inti- mate and splendidly sketched view of one phase of life in the new mining camps on the Nevada desert, the subjoined is reproduced from the Wonder News. The gun-fighter is almost a thing of the past Occasionally, there is bit of gun play in a camp, but law and order go into every new district with the first rush, and the offenders are summarily punished. Such instances of street dueling as IS pen-painted below are rare indeed-rellcs of the old days. The story of the thrilling affair in Wonders streets follows
 At the bottom of the trouble, as is usual in cases of this kind, was woman. She was small and dark and so young that dissipation had not yet plotted from her face her gift of prettiness. She lived in a little house beyond the line that marked the boundaries of responsibility, and played no favorites until big Thomas came along. He made her cut the others out Every day until about the middle of this week you could see him, pow erfully built person who looked as if he had been up against many games and had seen them through, carrying a tray of food down into the regions that are for bidden to the righteous. The food was for Dolly. and he didn't care a damn,
 
 young daughter of the red by-paths had turned the head of the man from every where.
 But Dolly grew tired of big Thomas, and frightened, too, because his ways were not those of bleating lamb. She wanted to get away from her ardent ad- mirer, but was afraid to make the move AS she is believed to have had good req son for her fears, for the story goes that big Thomas never stops at half meas ures when he gets started, and has at least one killing in his past. Dolly, in her trouble, consulted with Wilson, long lank individual who came to Wonder awhile ago and was made constable be- cause nobody else would take the job. Wilson, with morals at a low ebb, found that his duty called him often to the red light district, and thus it was that he and Dolly became good friends. He un- dertook to help her make a getaway.
 He called on Thomas, and told him about business opportunity down in Victor. The two got buggy on Friday morning and took the trip. In the mean time, Dolly was packing up her things. and then, while Thomas was still looking up the business situation down in Victor, glided away serenely in an automobile. When Tom returned he got the laugh. The fire famed up into his eyes. He took a few drinks, felt of the big automatic revolver in his back pocket and began a man hunt
 ''I've got four notches on my sun." he called out as he started on his killing cx- petition and, by God, I'm going to put a fifth there I'll get this If I hang for it." Wilson, standing near the corner of Main street and Broadway, saw him coming and disappeared with great speed around the corner. He ran down to the office of Jack Phelps, the corral man, who has a grim looking jaw and is always ready in a gun play. Jack is also a constable, and makes it his business to preserve law and order. Will son told him that he wanted help in dis arming Thomas who was up the street, ready to kill. Phelps placed his big re- volver carefully in his pocket and the two salied forth together. Thomas just then appeared around the corner. Phelps whipped out his gun. So did Wilson. Thomas had his already in his hand, There was no delay. A quick succession of shots rang out, making a sound like the energetic beating of a carpet. Who fired first is matter of doubt but the truth is that the shots from the three guns were practically simultaneous. Phelps stood with his in both his hands, aiming carefully, like marksman shoot ing at a target
 This is where a tough character called Red took a hand. Because of some