The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1908-10-12
THE MAN FROM
u DEADWOOD.

~N~~' a "'t'' ehN'iNu tue AinatnDfa
hotel, cast furtiye glances about him
and registered his name, silas Dungle-
ford, Deadwood, Colo, He was shown
TO room No. 80. ON the floor above
there were but two stories In all
where he deposited his baggage, con-
tanned in a red bandanna, and went
down to supper.
While eating hand was clapped on
his shoulder. Putting his hand to his
hip, he turned, white as a sheet. and
looked up into mans face.
"Parding, stranger. thort you was
Mark Brown"
Mr.. Dungleford turned to his supper.
concealing as best lie could q sigh of
relief When through he went 10 the
bar. lii cigar and smoked with an
assumed careless air. Nevertheless
from under the rim Of his sombrero
his restless eye kept sharp watch on
every one present. His cigar finished
he yawned, took candle from the bar
and went up to his room, moving SO
long as he remained In sight of Others
with a deliberate step, which he in.
creased when in the hall above. En-.
tering his room. he turned the key in
the lock, put his pistols under his oil.
low. undressed and went to bed.
There was a confusion of noises in
the room below. Men were evidently
gathered there. though what they were
doing or saying he could not tell. He
got out Of bed and put his ear to the
floor TO listen. There were periods
when they talked and periods when
they were silent Tired of attempting
to discover what they were doing, he
returned to his bed and fell asleep.
He was awakened by the knock OF a
heavy knuckle on the door, Starting
up. he seized his pistols and jumped out
Of bed.
whats wantedf" he said, assuming
n gruff tone.
You; open the door,
mot on your llfew
"Then well do 1t ourselves"
There was the sound of boot heel
against the door, which flew open, and.
the kerosene lamp in the hall revealed
within stalwart figure standing with
revolver in each hand. Several men
IN various costumes from that of Mex
lean to cowboy faced him.
"You Dungleford?" asked one of
them.
Il am. Let the man who denies 1t
stand back and get ready TO swallow
lead pill"
"Of Deadwood?"
yes, of Deadwood. You saw 1t on
the register didn't you? What d'y'
want to come up here in the middle of
the night for to wake a man up to
learn what y already knowi"
You're the man we want, whatever
your name is"
"Stand back! The first man that
steps inside the door is a dead unr'
He was pale as ghost and both
hands trembled. They were eight to
one and all armed But he was like
stag at bay. They recoiled.
you've come to hang me. / know
It. But before you git the rope around
my neck some of you'll bite the dust,
Stand back, say!"
Stranger, what the one OF the
party was beginning, but the hunted
man broke in
"Ford tried to kill me because held
full house against his three aces, and
scooped 5000 on the hand. / shot
fiji my way when l was drunk. AS for
the woman, found her stealip' on me
with carvin' knife when she thought
! was asleep. | killed all three of 'em
fair. lit out cause their friends
was gettin' together to do me. But
I'm broke, and Tim Bunker owes me
thousand / wanted to git, SO ! came
back under another name to git it,"
"Oh, you're Colorado Pete. air y'p
Certain. Eff y thort l was Dungle-
ford what d'y' come up here in the
middle o. the night TO git me out for?'
"How long ago did y kill them
duffersT
"a year last month"
The gang looked from one to another |
anquiringly. No one seemed even to
have heard of the murders Finally
one OF them turned to the man who
had confessed that he was Colorado
Pete.
Reckon yer lookin' fer painters,
stranger, where there's only coyotes.
None of us was here when y done the
killin'. D'y' s'pose this towns made I
up Of people as has got homes to set
ground In and never move on?"
~ And y hain't come to hang me?"
"That wasn't the intention fust off"
"Then what're v doin' hereT'
We was havin' small game be-
SSw," said a red bearded man. Jim
reters, he and me was in for a
{lkree hundred dollar pot. Jim held a
etfaight. | three queens. Jim allows
NR his hand beat mine, / allowin' that
Mlma beat his'n. Three o. the gang
eh1os with him and three with me.
Some IN said there was a man from
Deadwood stoppin' at the hotel and
What they don't know about poker or
0ny other gamslin' game in Deadwood
wasn't woth KNOWN. So we come
here to ask v to decide the pint"
#Oh," said Colorado Pete. lowerin!.
hla pistol. sis that all? thort I'd con
III hang me. WAL. three of a kind
heats straight, and some folks don't
3nnpt straights no how"
Honpl" shouted the winner. leading
<f.n marty downstairs. 81 knowed