The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1907-10-02

two-gun fighter did7~ Yes, because You
have heard 1t all before. He turned
tail like a yaller dog and made back
to this town and busted Into my saloon
with his eyes as big rs sassers.
"'What Is itT says l.
1--WE been feloniously assaulted on
the highway.r says he.
"'As to howT
Knees Grew Weak.
''He told me the story. and my knees
grew weak. Think of the reputation
of old Wyoming being intrusted to
such q critter as that | almost got
down on my knees as l begged him
to go back and either shoot or be shot.
but he wouldn't move foot. What
he wanted was jcstice, and at last /
had to give 1t to him. The tenderfoot
didn't wait for the constable, but
walked into town, with grin on his
face, and give hisself up. At the trial,
when the truth came out, l let him
go free and sentenced Pete to five
years I'm state prison.
miles of this shanty who Will say that
didn't do right? Wasn't preserving
our customs and traditions? Wasn't
helping TO make this a state that men
of sand would come to? And yet
and yet, men of Wyoming, what has
happened? The higher court has re-
versed OH me and ordered new trial
on the grounds that l hadn't the legal
authority and that Pete must have u
new trial.
at can't be done. 1t shan't be done.
I'm telling the prisoner to pick up his
hat and walk out of that door, and
while you are walking after him aud
expeditlng his gait to the best OF your
ability I'll take smoke and look the
other way. a higher court may rule
on a pint of my law and find me lame,
but when higher court bucks up agin
tradition 1t must crawfish or take the
consequences of a revolution"
Ten minutes later, when the audi
ence was once more seated and had
got its breath back, Judge Hoke laid
his pipe aside and said:
Over there by the stove sits Jim Wa
hoo. Three months ago Jim comes
running TO the Red Dog at night and
wants jestice.
"'What about? says |.
"'Ag'in a half breed who has stolen
my broncho.' he says.
Ibid You see him do it,"
"T did
"'Were you heeledT
al was, but l didn't want to take
human life when there was law in the
land
Disgrace to His Mother.
1--WE haven't known Jim as a holy
terror, but we have always given him
credit for sand. lie hasn't even brick
dust In his craw. He's disgrace to
the mother who bore him. He stands
right there at the door of his tent and
sees a half breed ride away with his
crltter and never fires shot! Holy
smoke, bur the disgrace of it,, The hui
head bowed in shame, :
when ! couldn't get jim to play the
part of Il Inan, issued q warrant and
had the half breed arrested and az
raigned. lie smiled over It, He wink
ed at this sacred court. He was dis
and Jim was sentenced to six
years. Some shyster lawyer has car
ried his case up, and now l am told
that he must be tried ag'in. Not in
this we're court-not in q thousand
years: He must take hisself off to
some other spot-somewhere where
they don't care for the honor and
glory of Wyoming. The higher court
may be right according to law, but this
we're court is right according to jestice,
md the prisoner may depart About
twenty of you fellers depart with him
and see that the farewell is properly
rubbed in. And now the rest of us
will adjourn sine die, and such of you
rs care to see the dog fight this after
noon will find tickets on sale at my
saloon, and with every ticket sold goes
l free drink" NJ. QUAD.