Amador ledger. (Jackson, Amador County, Calif.) 1875-19??, 1910-01-14

until darkness swallowed them up in its
intensity. The Americans walked brisk
ly now to the main street Of the town.
They had barely arrived there when
bang bang bang came the report of
the revolver.
"They are numbering the people OF
Rancheria shouted a dozen voices ex-
citedly, Let us go to their rescue"
"No, said Bell, for their bloody
deed will be over before we can reach
them, besides they might wheel round it
we leave this place unprotected and
murder our own women and children.
In one sense Bell was right, for few
minutes only had left devastation and
much blood in the little hamlet OF
Rancheria.
Old man Dynan, father OF John Dynan
now of Amador City, was shot through
the fleshy part of the arm. He was a
quick witted man, and seeing he had
but one chance for his life, fell back
ward behind the warming stove. AS he
did so he threw his arm across his
breast. The blood spurted out from the
pistol shot and saturated his entir9
bosom with blood. Porter approached
him, held for an instant his cooked
pistol uponhis breast, and said, "There
is no use to waste another shot on him,
for he is deader than hell" All this
time, Dvnan lay without CULVER or
motion of any kind His nerve had
thwarted the murderers and saved his
life. His wife, who attempted to es-
cape by flight, was shot dead as she
sprang through the window and fell a
lifeless corpse on the outside. Her
little tot of girl or 3 years old was
thrown bodily through the window,
breaking the sash and falling in heap
Just beyond the SILL. She had no bones
broken. and she is now the wife of
Charlie Ems, now OF Fresno, who is
we'll known to old residents of Amador
City. A half dozen men lay weltering
in their own gore-among them was
Dvnan's partner, who was shot dead as
he raised up behind the bar with a
pistol in hand to defend himself. Morse
Taylor, hemmed in, fled upstairs pur-
sued by a Mexican who fired half a
dozen shot at him. He jumped out of c
window twenty feet from the ground and
was pursued by Mexicans on the out
side. He fled up the old road leading to
Amador, and which now is known as
GILBERT grade. Shot after shot ploughed
the dirt around him. In his flight he
passed an Indian coming to the town.
In the darkness they took the Indian for
Taylor. The Mexican leveled his
pistol and shot the Indian dead. Taylor
escaped, but the shot that killed the In
dian brought destruction to many a
Mexican.
A few days later the Indians were in
vited to help hunt the murderers down.
But Indian-like they made no fine dis
tinction between MeXicans. They were
supposed to arrest and bring them in for
lllO law " NSdl Will II lllSy lOlQ
Mexican to halt, it only gave 'Mr In
gun" better shot al him, If he didn't
they shot him on the ewing"
1t was no uncommon occurrence the
following season to find the bones of
supposed MeXicans whitening under the
rays of mondays sun. The vengence of
the Indian had overtaken no doubt many
an innocent Mexican that had nothing
whatever to do with the massacre.
After the murderers had completed
their slaughter they built fire in the
center of the street with dry good box
for fuel. The lurid glare of the Games
shot its light across the street and upon
the CHASTITY scenes of carnage and blood
within. A half hour only elapsed when
all their crime was completed. The
murderous band then mounted their
horses and rode off into the deep shadow
of the night. CHAS S. BELL.
(To be continued).
- H. L. IL 4