Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-01-12
Spent Spare

ers to invade the county and clean
out" the rustler element. The climax
was a pitched battle near the county
seat of Buffalo, between the invaders
and the so-called rustlers.
There were assassinations and lynch
ings Every man went armed. Men
who were being too closely hunted left
the cattle country and sought sanctu-
airy in the domain of the sheep. Pat
Sullivan asked no questions when an
occasional heavily armed stranger rode
/ into his camp. The herder prepared a
'mulligan"-a savory. stew which any
real sheep man Is adept at making
and the stranger was always welcome
to a meal and place to roll up in his
blanket at the camp fire.
Pat Sullivan, grazing his sheep on the
high plateau stretching eastward from
the Big Horns, often entertained homi-
cidal visitors.
II never had any trouble" says Sena-
tor Sullivan THE nearest I came to
1t was one time when I missed one Of
my horses. started out on another
horse, looking for the missing animal
I saw another horseman at some dis
lance, and I rode toward him. Pretty
soon a bullet whiStled over my head
and I heard the report of rifle. Then
there came another bullet and another
report. I was pretty sore to think that
any one would shoot at me, so I rode
over toward the man, signaling as
went.
when came up to the horseman,
saw 1t was one of the Hole-in-the-
what are you doing away out here,
Pat?' he asked.
I'm looking for a horse said.
"'What kind of a horse?' he asked.
at gave him description of the miss
ing horse, and he looked at me sharp
like and said:
"'I'lI get the horse for you. We picked
him up with bunch. and didn't know
he was yours Then he said:
Pat, you get brand OF your own,
so we'll know your horses, and then you
won't have any more trouble
"I followed his advice and put a
brand on my horses. And after that 1t
was as I had been told didn't have
any more trouble"
Desperate Men Eat.
Two members of the Hole-in-the-
Wall gang rode into a sheep camp late
one afternoon and demanded something
to eat. The herder was an English boy
who was even less acquainted than Pat
with the ways Of the West. He hesi-
tated about complying with the request
of the rough-looking, unshaven men,
who no doubt were making getaway
after a hold-up
"It isn't dinner time yet" observed
the herder.
The visitors looked at each other in
amazenent, and then one Of them drew
heavy revolver with which he prodded
the herder in the ribs.
you're damn right it's dinner time,
kid" said the outlaw. and you get
something on the fire quick"
The line between Wyoming and
Colorado was a sheep and cattle dead
line for years. Probably the greatest
slaughter of sheep In any one raid &C.
Cured when 5000 sheep, belonging to q
wyoming outfit, were killed in Northern
Colorado. When another Wyoming out
fit ventured to drive sheep across the
deadline, q convention of $50 cattlemen
was held in the Snake River district of
Northern Colorado. Scouts were sent
out to keep the cattlemen advised of
the movement of the invading bands Of
sheep. There was concerted raid. the
herders being tied to trees and forced
to look on while thousands Of sheep
were dubbed to death or shot.
In Wyoming there were numerous
reprissH for headline violations. Sew
(Continues en- Fifth Page.)