The Waxahachie daily light. [volume] (Waxahachie, Tex.) 1894-current, 1907-01-31

A level stEetca nf rfstbe s~swps
las away In Fnlltng. grassy saves
from the dasgy eenfsass IT little
sunssskoa fn~n se sho horizon tinn,
blue in Tho stssaRe. q prsistr ffosn
~hieh . aayFu@ *lagEish sssag
turned in a tufiuuus coarse tv the
southwark. and ~hoss broad stretch
~as brnsen By single tree. the
oniy tfec fef 40 miles ~as ,he
peaceful setting 70 tragic sioFy
Harry Darrow told so several friends
fes nights ago. and as the tale
evolved across The picture there
passed in rapid succession The forms
of mounted men. pursued and png-
suars. struggling. desperate men,
thirsty for each Others blood and
fighting the death battle
The panorama moved to- IA. ae~
eompanying crack OF revolver aud
carbine. aid when the closing ~ccne
was wildly pictured the story OF
the last stand Of Sam Bass. the Tex
as outlaw. had been graphically told
by one who had participated In the
roundup and whose bullets had,
perhaps, helped lay the dashing ban
dit low,
Mr.. Darrow, the wellEroomed
business man. smooth shaver and
correctly alfred has nothing tn his
presence suggestive of the Wild and
rugged west, but be this as it may,
the gentleman was once Texas
Ranger In the famous troop com
manded by Colonel Ross, and the
death OF Sam Bass was one OF the
ex-ranger's memories of the days
when he rode forth on perilous mis-
sions seeking to establish justice
and right in land whose inhabit-
ants followed no law but the law OF
might.
Sam Bass. who has not heard of
Sam Bass?" Mr.. barrow began,
leaning back in his comfortable
chair and addressing the gentlemen
gathered in his handsome office in
the Macheca building. Sam Bass,
the outlaw whose career was as pic
turesque as it was sensational?
1T was back in the seventies
when Bass and his desperadoes ter
rorized several Texas counties and
set the law-such law as there was
at utter defiance Macreagor
county was the bands chief stamp
ing ground, and after Sam had held
up few trains, robbed settlements
and waylaid several caravans, we
were sent out to take his trail and
follow it to the end.
For days we put our horses TO
their best, taking trails over track
less plains and through patches OF
wilderness, the home of the poison
snake and fierce beasts, but day sue
ceeded day, and we were no nearer
our quarry than when we started.
"Oh, yes, we heard of Bass and
his band at frequent intervals,
came across people who had encoun-
tered them, and We learned that the
outlaws following had dwindled
down to tWO-Joe Murphy and
another desperate whose name |
do not remember The rest of the
bunch had hit the trail for the
south, intending to cross the border
into Mexico and keep under cover
until Ross and his rangers had gone
elsewhere. The news was not alto
gether gratifying as we had hoped
to bag the whole crew and with one
blow rid the country of the danger
Gus pests, but the information that
Bass himself was ahead of MS caus-
ed MS some satisfaction, as Bass was
the soul of the outlaw movement. the
head and front of the organization
and Bass put away, more than nan
the victory was won.
"On cool, bright morning We APP
preached the little town OF Rounc
Rock. so named from the presence
Of a huge boulder in the middle OF
the river close by, and as we drew
rear the whole of l5 of us. with Col
Ross galloping at our head. We couic
see down the slope of the road WI
were following. the maiu street o.
thu settlement. and the runaway al
old joe Grimess barroom Crimes
saloon faced side street, but th'
runaway. where the horses 90 Gus
toners were tied ran parallel wti'
The road we were travelling.
While we were SIN some distance
away We noticed thai is those ~