Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1934-11-10

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when he didn't come said to Dempsy
that something must have happened to
him. Dempsy called to a big Indian
known as Baby" and sent him down
the trail with me to hunt for DAILY. We
went back to the junction and followed
the trail down to the river for about
two miles, when we heard DAILY hoa-
lering in the tall sagebrush. He had
undertaken to unpack the horse, and
got tangled up in the ropes. Baby
packed the horse again and we got
back TO the ranch.
Next morning DAILY presented an
order for McNamara's horse. A fellow
at Dempsy's by the name Of John Glib
bons was looking after the horses, and
also after the interests Of the road
agents. he said he thought the horse
was gone, but he would go to look for
him. We stayed for few days, while
he pretended to be looking for the
horse. The second evening he brought
in an old mare. and said the horse was
gone, and that DAILY would have to
take the mare. AS q matter of fact,
McNamara's horse was good one and
the road agents were using him. told
DAILY I did not think the mare would
make the trip, but DAILY decided to take
her, so we got ready to start the next
morning. That evening Boone Helm
came In on a fine horse they called
Grey John" The horse looked as If
he had been ridden hard. Boone Helm
got drunk that night and raised quite
a row. He had just robbed man by
the name of Drummer Dan
In the morning when we got ready
to start out, it was very cold and I was
sitting by the fireplace pulling on two
pairs Of socks. Boone Helm reached
over my shoulder and with great oath
pulled one pair out Of my hands, say
ing as he did so, This viii never do,
you wearing two pairs Of socks and me
nonel" I knew he was just trying to
pick a quarrel, and jumped up and
threw my gun down on him. I had the
drop on him but did not know 1t at
the time, for his gun was behind the
bar. He started after the gun. but Bob
Dempsy jumped and grabbed him, and
whispered something in his ear. He then
wanted to apologize, and as WIS quite
willing, we shook hands.
aDaly and / started out and rode all
day We reached the mouth OF Black
Deer creek, above where Dillon now is
At that time there we're only two houses
between Alder Gulch and the settle
ment at Salt Lake, one at the Point OF
Rock on Beaverhead, and the other at
the upper crossing Of Snake river. Days
old mare gave out the first day. A man
by the name OF Samuel Patterson, who
was freighting from Salt Lake with
four mule team, was camped at the
mouth Of Blacktail Deer creek. That
night we made camp with him. Patter-
son was going 10 Salt Lake, and since
DAYS horse could go no farther, we
concluded DAILY would have 70 go back
TO Virginia City with the horses and I
would 60 on to Salt Lake with Patter-
son.
@The next morning, Patterson, his
driver and I started for Salt Lake. We
drove from the head OF Blacktail Deer
creek to the Red Rock side, too late for
the noon camp, but we did camp and
feed the horses and got some dinner.
When we hitched up again Il was quite
late in the afternoon
aAs we started out after camping,
looked down the creek and saw q man
on horseback crossing He'd Rock, mile
below us. asked Patterson whether be
saw him; and he said, Yes. I've been
watching that fellow for some time. He
has been behind us since we crossed the
Divide. I said, I don't like the looks
OF the fellow, and Patterson answered,
Perhaps he's one Of the boys
When we got TO the junction Of the
Bannack road it was getting dark and
Patterson was going to camp there. Two
miles above there was q small stream
They called the place Pine Butte. 1t
was regular camping place. We looked
there and saw q big freight outfit They
had Just lit q couple Of campfires. I did
not like the Idea Of camping alone after
seeing that fellow sneAking along be-
mind Us and advised Patterson TO drive