Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-06-16

| YOU COulO call CndTlie CERTAIN
names if you knew him we'll enough
but it wasn't worth while any time. II
lyou felt like running a bluff on him
lyou wanted to have all your little af-
Ifairs Strengthened out. They are talk
ling about that down around Prince
Vile. Oregon, yet, and it's long way
back to the old trail in the days OF
1855.
Hank had come bulging into Prime
VILE with something In his system that
demanded action and plenty OF 1t
Noting an unmistakable tenderfoo
labout Hank gave him some exercises
lin the dancing line, in the course OF
which he shot the heels off the ten.
Iderfoot's boots. This satisfied the ten.
lderfoot, but it no more than suggested
further possibilities to Hank. He
prowled over into the Palace saloon
looking for a card game. That was
lhis favorite method Of inauguratine
the little affairs he enjoyed. Knowing
this and likewise knowing Hank, the
populace declined cards.
This didn't improve Hanks temper
a bit. He was altogether misanthrop.
lie when he came into the place that
| happened at the same time to be In.
habited by Long. The latter knew al
about Hank and seemed to be glad to
lhaye him come along, not having any
thing else on his mind just then. Hank
was not so we'll acquainted with Longs
Reputation.
When Long suggested a game, with
out waiting for an invitation, Hank
complied with a snort OF contempt
He probably figured this as his only
chance and a poor one at that. Draw
ing out a pack of cards he sat down or
the floor. and Long camped right there
with him.
| This aroused some hope in Hank
Taking a knife from his sheath he
calmly thrust the long. keen blade
| Through Longs trouser leg, pinnine
him to the floor. Long followed suit
pinning Hank to the floor through the
lieg of his new buckskin pants. Pru-
dent bystanders began to edge toward
the door This was an excellent thing
to do. Nobody had ever before taken
such liberties with Hank. 1t looked
like a good bet on the subsequent
burial Of Long TO everybody except
Long himself.
i Charlie didn't seem to have any bet
tter sense than to beat an ace full on
kings that came Hanks way Then
the crowd got another jar. Hank pull
i ed his knife out of the floor and went
outdoors. The bunch began to wonder
liz the man who had faced more gun
plays than he had fingers and toes had
Ilost his nerve. IT looked that way
They didn't have to marvel over II
enough to notice.
/ Henk hunted up one Of the MatlocR
boys and bought a fast horse from
him. He also gave Matlock $50 to
hold the horse at the corner near the
saloon. He said he had a killing on
and might have occasion to leave in q
hurry. Then he went back to the sa-
Iloon. Long leaned quietly against the
bar with his face to the door. He
seemed to be expecting something, al
though wholly Indifferent to what II
might be.
Vaughan walked straight up to him
and said:
you'd make a good sheepherder
Long"
| A quicker way Of getting gunpowdel
out of a cowboy than calling him g
sheepherder was never invented. And
the two understood each other and the
situation perfectly.
/ You'd make a good cannonader IN
In, Vaughan" Long answered.
This appeared to suggest arid pos
Isibilities to Hank Lets have 6
drink" he advised. Everybody pres
ent with nerve enough to see the thing
L farther accepted. The rest got out a:
Iquietly as possible. Hank watched
lLong drink, and he didn't see droI
|slopped on the bar from nervousness
(Which 1t is, peace or war;
Vaughan demanded when they pu'
down their glasses.
"They both sound alike to me,
Long answered.
That brought the affair down to
cases for Hank. and he pulled his CUR
and fired a shot that went over Longs
head. In the rush of bartender and
customers getting out Of range Long
llet go with his A and cut streak
4 across Hanks scalp. Hank went over
Iagainst a card table and Long waited
He seemed to regard the engagement
as mutual in every respect.
i Hank came back on his feet with
rush, brushed the blood out of his eyes
and cut loose. Long came back shot
for shot, but he was shy on gun-fghl
Judgment. He hadn't been up against
| the game as often as Hank and stood
There still. In consequence he stopped
every bullet, while he hit Hank only
twice. But both Of those shots came
close to Hanks heart and were abou,
all he needed.
| Long got a bullet in the hand that
followed up his arm, another through
the body over the heart. one through
right arm. Keeling about In the smoke
he offered to fight it out with knives
when they emptied their guns, but
Hank had all he could carry just then
They both got well enough to attend
trial at The Dalles when arraigned fol
i shooting. They came with two re-
Ivolvers apiece. Charlie had been prac-
lticing ever since he recovered sufti-
ciently to pull a trigger. Once more
Hank came up to him and asked him
lif 1t was to be peace or war. Again
Charlie replied that 1t sounded all the
same to him.
| you're the grittiest man I ever
saw and I'd hate to shoot you up any
more. Here's my hand and let's
drink"
| That also sounded all the same tC
Charlie. and thev did. And this Is the
reason the bartender at Pasco long af-
terward threw the foolish person out
after he had tried to make Charlie
take a drink Charlie didn't want.
| 1 saw my father. E. Bird, now OF
Leland, Idaho. cut piece of one OF
i IVaughans bullets out of Longs shoul-
der. The lead was imbedded proba-
bly, an inch, and my father had to dig
it out with a pocket knife. Charlie
stood it without batting an eye.
| Later when the settlers began to &C
into the Okanogan country Charlie
went up there and homesteaded g
piece of land on an agreement with
I"Okanogan" Smith. He got into a
row over 1t and was killed in his cab
in by George Smith.
When they picked Hank Vaughan
up from his horse in Pendleton fatally
wounded, he asked them to take off
his boots.
"The old man always told me
would die with my boots on" he gasp
ed. land I'm going to fool him some
When I meet him down there / want
to be barefooted." They got his boots
off just I'm time.-Spokane Spokesman.
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