The Roswell daily record. [volume] (Roswell, N.M.) 1903-current, 1909-05-10

CLING prisoner between himself and the
enemy on the rock, maintaining that
advantage until the mules had run
three miles. Again in safety. the
problem OF what to do with his Indian
would have killed him. But Stewart
was an mar and an un-
naturally forgiving one. This Is what
he did,: He wrested the rife away
from the savage. smashed its lock on
the wheel and tossed it into the sage
brush. Then the big. six foot lawyer
took a good. square look at the perfidi-
GUS Piute. hauled off and hit him be-
tween the eyes. As Stewart gathered
up the reins and checked the mules
that Indian lay fiat on his back in the
road i~nsensible, with his nose smashed
fat.
81 have never yet seen a desperate
or man killer who, if he thought an an
tagonist Nwere ready for him with
weapons equal to his own. would not
back out of a fight" remarked Sen
ator Stewart some years ago.
There was Sam Brown. the cham
pion bad man of Nevada In the old
days. He was a giant. six fee four
inches high and weighed $50 pounds.
and as ferocious a looking man as ever
mortal eye beheld. killing was his
trade. and one winter in Virginia City
he slew sixteen men.
81 had been retained by a client
whose interests were opposed to the
desperado. and l thought it best on
b day of the trial to put a couple
of old fashioned Derringers in my over
coat pockets. When l saw him enter
the idea came into my mind that he
had come to make me his latest vic
tim. His favorite weapon was a big
bowie knife, and the knowledge that
the villain meant to stab me to death
made me feel exceedingly uncomfort-
able. But 1 knew it would never do to
show the creature hat he had me
scared, and. looking him squarely in
the eye. l brought the pockets of my
overcoat around to where he would
see the full shape of both my Der
ringers. My hands were grasping the
handles, and l was ready to shoot on
the second. These pistols shot with
terrific force IL would knock down
even if they did not kill.
It saw his eye fall on the
Before this he had been fumbling at
his knife. but Immediately he ceased.
and presently he walked out of the
room. When the business was over
! found him in a saloon taking a
drink. With a smile intended to be
amiable he invited me to join him. A
week later he asked me to represent
him in a mining suit"
"
1t is asserted by friends Of Senate
Stewart hat If his absence Of min
rould have been cut into strips and
pasted together end to n it would
reach twice rou illimitable space
and tie in a double bowknot. Out IN
the slope they used to tell a story of
how he was fastening one morning
to catch a train when he suddenly
stopped and a to his companion:
There, by thunder! I've left my
watch under my pillow!"
Lets go back and get it," said his
friend.
Hold on" replied the senator: 81
don't believe We'll have time" and he
drew the watch from his pocket, look
ed carefully at the face of it. counted
the moments and added. mo, we
Won't have time" and pressed on to-
ward the station, saying, "Oh, well, /
guess l can get along for a day with
out d watch"
1t is also related that Senator Stew
art dressed himself at a hotel one
morning. putting his vest on wrong
side out, and in a few moments pre-
scented himself at the Office, excitedly
rubbing the places where the pockets
ought to be and complaining hat be
had been robbed.