The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1910-05-19
TERRIBLE CHAUNCEY
Tow a Bad Man From Bitter
Creek Escaped Being LynChed.

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"A When the Methodist conference
lent Billy Wheeler to New Mexico to
Eurn the bad man from his evil ways
n must have been the result of in
&pration. The little church at Los
Berrillos was Billy's first charge, and
Be was as proud of its adobe walls
Ind goods box bell tower as a six
Bear-old boy with new red wagon.
Billy was a 200 FOUNDER, a rosy
fheeked lad with blue eye that
BOXED thoughtfully at the boys when
;they told him fairy tales of the miners
.snd the cliff dwellers. He was slow
N speech but earnest In action, and
khen the men of the sombrero
j1earned he wasn't afraid of gun
They took to him as a brother and a
kentleman. The first collection was
(aken up by Shorty Mac, the saloon
Keeper, and Stormy Jones, the slick
(st card sharp in camp, who volun-
leered as ushers and produced results
BY carrying the contribution hat in
ne hand and a cooked revolver in
he other. That Sunday not man
passed up" the chance to contribute.
So as not to offend proprieties Billy
ook to wearing a revolver and in
lime became quite expert in hitting
be ace nailed to tree.
Billy's wonderful popularity as
hepherd of the camp arose from the
act that he was zone of the boys"
He taught the men to whom he was
ent to preach and respected the en-
ironments which caused them to be
omewhat different from the safely
aved focks in the haunts of civiliza-
ion. Mining and cattle raising be-
ame a part of his study and he was
IS good judge of horseflesh as the
Territory had. In consequence the
title adobe church was filled every
Sunday with respectful congrega-
ion and there was some talk of hav-
ing prayer meeting. To the boys
BILLY was affectionately dubbed "The
sun anu IL uO WdotCu any lining
be just had to raise his hand.
One morning a stranger blew in
rom up the valley somewheres and
vent over to Sandy McPherson's tav-
rn, where he registered as "Chaun-
10y de Argyle, Bitter Creek. Mozam-
plque,' in characters that looked like
hey had been enmeshed in a wireless
urrent. Chauncey was six feet three,
broad shouldered and wore a fierce
black mustache that curled down to
bis collar. About his sash were four
hayy reyolvers, all loaded and ready
or use. A beautiful dagger handle
tuck out the right boot top. Chaun-
fey's head was covered with an un-
Usually big sombrero, round which
title bells jingled from a leather
pand. Physically he was as fierce a
proposition as ever came to town and
BE glorled in the knowledge.
I'm a bad man from Bitter
Creek" said the warlike guest.
pounding on the counter with the
putt Of a revolver, "an' / want the
pest you got; no handmedowns for
{he."
i see," said Sandy, who was a
quiet Unconditional chap and who
never carried his guns in sight. How
pong you going to stop"
= AS long as blame please" thun-
neFed the bad man. glaring down on
Sandy
AT dinner the guest from Bitter
Creek laid his revolver on the table
peside his plate and looked around
pm the assembled miners, cowboys
and gamblers.
i come down from Bitter Greek
70 help run this heah town." he pro
ciaimed. Il killed thirteen men Ut
where l live an II anybody's got
anything to say bout 1t I'm waitin
70 hear from him"
some of the boys looked up curl
oasly and then went on eating. The
uad man used his dagger ostenta
uously to cut up his victuals. nov
and then dropping It on the fioor tt
- iSiHS' TfAhiAb ~ lis rShoA
70 pick a fuss, the gentleman from
nl''er Creek lit a cigar and strod'
about town. In the afternoon h
vent out in the hills. where Carl In
s'eiritz, an inoffensive old German
mad little claim, and took possession
y shooting at Karl's feet. Karl cam,
'unning to town and told of the In
'sSion, The bad man went to othe
p.aces, Issuing ultimatums and tellinI
" MS Slaughter OF the unfortunat,
thirteen. TX
II there was any spirit of retalia
Won among the denizens Of the from
WI camp an outsider could not hav
seated It with spyglass. On sucl
essions as the real hair trigger mel
wthe mountains having serious werl
slead they don't announce the pro
s'em from the housetops. Whel
.aeyye fixed date for a funeral the
uead as a cat until after the obse
xues' The shank OF that Afternoon
= Los cerrillos was as quiet - IN
s''ordered cemetery. Men lounge'
.ssat in the shade et frame AM
sSope ahacks. too lazy totalk. Whe'
~s bad man stalked down the street
.aoeser was "a ths way stood asid
I" i*9 him pAsa- without protest b