Custer County Republican. (Broken Bow, Neb.) 1882-1921, July 14, 1910, Image 9

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    HE Stars and Striper U a
rag , " said Gambler Hunt.
"Apologize for that. " de
manded the chovroncd ser
"No , " said Hunt
Sorgcant Hoog leaned for
ward and slapped the gam
bler's face. There was a
flash , the sharp crack of a
"six-gun , " and the sergeant
lay a crumpled heap on the
barroom floor.
Sorgtvuit Hoog was taken
to the hospital at Fort Willa
mette , a mile away. Gambler Hunt was placed
In the now county Jail under the courthouse on
the plaza , In charge of the county sheriff. And
the town of Willamette went Its way , but with a
difference. No gamblers sunned themselves and
trimmed their finger nails In front of the Main
street saloons. No soldiers traveled Jo and
from the fort across the dusty flat. The Twen
tieth United States cavalry deserted the town
and atteude < f strictly to Us own affairs on the
military reservation.
Stillness hung over the town , the tense still
ness that spells danger and waits for an event.
No crowds gathered. Citizens talked of the shoot-
tog with an unspoken question In their eyes as
they looked lout toward the fort The sheriff was
uneasy. "If that man Hoeg dies " ho said , and
shook his head.
Out at the fort military routine ground along
without a ripple stables , guardmount , drill , pa
rade and If the men were dangerously angry
they gave n'ot a hint of it. The post commander ,
who was also colonel of the Twentieth , eyed
them proudly. "They are taking it well , " ho
said to his officers. "I know them. They are
veterans , and obey orders. The law will take
care of that man Hunt. " The ofllcors agreed.
Not a threatening or angry murmur reached offi
cers' row from the barracks. As a matter of pre
caution all passes were stopped and orders issued
that no enlisted man should leave the reservation
except on duty.
' It was all that could bo done. The men meant
no mischief , but suppose they did ? The strongest
guard would bo a rope of sand around the cluster
of frame buildings called "fort. " The ono only
way to prevent any possible trouble would bo
to take the troops out on a "hike" practlso
march , it was called then somewhere away from
the place for a time. But the colonel would have
had to ask orders from the war department to
do this. And when the war department heard
the reason for the request it would have thrown
an official fit , and probably have convened a
board of doctera to inquire into the sanity of
the post commander at Fort Willamette. It Is
not probable , however , that such a thought en
tered the veteran colonel's head. Ho know his
men. They wore veterans , proud of the flag they
served and the cloth they wore.
Next day word came to the town that Ser
geant Hoeg was dead. The sheriff went to see
the prosecuting attorney. "That Hoes man's
dead. I don't like this business a heap , " he told
the prosecutor.
"What's the matter ? The town's quiet. "
"So's the fort Too plenty much quiet If the
soldiers was buckln * round In town , or oven out
at the fort there , I wouldn't mind. But they're
quiet flghtin * quiet. They're keopln' away
from town , and when they do come " The sher
iff wagged hfo head dismally.
"Very well , " said the prosecuting attorney.
"We'll go out to see the post commander nnd ask
bun to put an extra guard on and keep his men
away from the town until things quiet down. "
The prosecuting attorney was young , but he
should have known better. Ho had been a sol
dier himself , had studied law while wearing a
blue uniform nt this same Fort Willamette. For
civil authority to give or suggest orders to an
officer In the regular army is to Invite flat criub-
blng. He should have known , but ho bustled con
fidently out to the fort. The sheriff followed , pro
testing. "Wo'ro ' the snubbln' "
goin'.to post , ho
The old fort smiled peacefully In the after
noon sun. Blue-shlrtcd troopers lounged in the
shade of barrack porches and corrals. The
guard dozed'on the benches in the guardhouse
sallyport A casual ofllcor sauntered along the
board walk down officers' row. The canteen was
deserted. "Too plenty much quiet , " commented
the sheriff.
At headquarters the colonel received them
"What can I do for you , gentlemen ? " ho
"We are afraid your men will lynch Hunt"
"My men have been forbidden to leave the
reservation until further orders. They obey or
ders. "
"We have heard rumors. You must put a
strong guard around "
' 'I command this post , gentlemen. Good after
noon. "
Civil authority went back to town In a hurry ,
the prosecutor angry , the sheriff apprehensive.
For the sUeriff felt that ho know the situation
better than did the colonel. Tl e Twentieth cav
alry had not been stationed long at Fort Willa
mette. They hod como fresh from scouting and
Indian clinging in the southwest In joyous antici
pation of the comforts of a quiet post and of a
civilized "euro enough , " real town , not a group
of 'dobe uliacks in a desert The enlisted men
found a state of things they weren't used to nnd
didn't llkij. Willamette had long since forgotten
the days when the fort was n protection , and
looked on It mainly as a source of revenue , while
the enlisted men were merely more or less of a
nuisance. Like all other western towns In the
' 80's anil WB Willamette was "wide open. "
Gamblers and gambling were a strong element in
Its life. From the suave and solid man of fam
ily who owned his homo and business property ,
and dealt parental discipline by day and faro nt
night , to the casual "tin horn , " the sporting fra
ternity fas always in evidence. The Eighteenth
cavalxywhich had preceded the Twentieth at
the fort , had learned to let the gamblers alone.
Whenever a row occurred between the sport and
the soldier the town marshal grabbed the soldier
first and last generally. Thep the unlucky sol
dier was whlpsawed fine and jail in town
guardhouse and court-martial when he went back
to the post. "Fighting B" nnd "Drunken G" and
"Crazy 1" troops of the old Eighteenth grow dis
creet if not wise. They avoided trouble and the
gamblers grew to think they owned the town.
The Twentieth knew nothing of this nnd Its en
listed men were neither discreet nor wise. The
result of several clashes with the town "tin
horns" and sports had already made them feel
that they were not getting an even break. More
over , had not a man just been pardoned by the
governor after receiving a 20-year sentence for
a deliberate , foul and unprovoked murder ? The
case was an offense to justice still rankling in
the minds of soldiers and civilians alike. Everyone
ono said it was safer to kill a man than steal a
cow. The sheriff knew all this and feared that
this murder of Sergeant Hoeg , ono of the best-
liked men in the regiment , would bo more than
they would stand. On his return from the post
ho deputized twelve good men and placed them
as guards In the Jail. Gamblers eagerly volun
teered , but ho would have none of them.
The town buzzed now. Soldiers were going
to attack the Jail , It was said. J3ut not a blue
uniform was seen on the streets. When taps had
sounded across the flat , the fort was silent , with
only the sentries pacing back and forth in the
moonlight. Just the same , Sheriff McFarland
posted his men In the Jail and waited. Near mid
night a whisper went round the saloons : "They're
coming. " The walks around the plaza filled with
an expectant crowd. The Jail in the basement of
the courthouse was dark , but everyone know that
behind it was Hunt , guarded by the sheriff and
twelve determined , men with Winchesters. An
attempt was made to notify the fort , but wires
were cut and messengers were fill too slow.
Across Poverty flat , down Main street , Into
the plaza swung a body of men , In army over
coats turned wrong side out , campaign hats , car
bine at shoulder , Colt's forty-five at hip. It was
the army-trained machine in action , swift , silent ,
certain. It circled the plaza in column of fours.
Sentries took post at n curt word of command.
The crowds fell back before threatening carbine
muzzles. Up the broad stone walk , "Right front
into lino. Halt , " and a grim platoon faced the
Jail door with carbines at the ready.
The leader stepped out briskly and hammered
with a pistol butt.
"What do you want ? " asked the sheriff from
Inside the door.
"Wo wont Hunt"
"Now , boys , you don't " began the eheriff.
But the lender's voice cut in , clear , determined.
"No talk , Eheriff. Open that door or we dy
namite it. "
Dynamite ! The sheriff weakened. Ho looked
up at his men standing with ready Winchesters
at the head of the corridor stepe , where they
could have held back a regiment "They've got
dynamite. I guess we'll have to lot 'em In ,
boya. Don't bhoot , " eald ho , and opoaod the door.
What followed was short , eharp and terrible.
Throe men took Hunt from his cell and marched
him to front and center of the waiting platoon.
"Have you anything to eay ? " the leader aokcd.
"No. "
"Do you want to pray ? "
"Ho. "
He was given a shove forward. The men
who hold him stepped back to the xanka.
" "
"Flro !
Thirty United States carbines barked
' and Gambler Hunt fell to the walk a
crumpled heap , as Sergeant Hoog had
fallen to the barroom floor two days before.
There was no need for a % necond volley.
Not a bullet wont wild. The platoon looked
for a moment at the riddled body , then
moved fours right across the plaza , picked
up Its sentries and vanished at the end
of Main street. The second act of the trag
edy was over.
It had been staged and played In a very
few minutes. To thinking men it hold dis
quieting significance. If trained flghtlng
men could steal away from their offlcorsi
defy law and add murder to murder , the
community was in peril. The town wasted
no sympathy on Hunt , but condemned the
lynching. They blamed the officers at the
fort for having , as they put It , allowed the
outbreak to occur. The gambling contingent hold
it only proved the army no good , anyhow. The
soldiers wore loafers , too lazy to work. They did
nothing but eat up the money of the taxpayers ,
said the hardworking experts of the fnro and monte
tables. The post commander could have prevented
the lynching if he had done what the sheriff told
him to do.
Then the prosecuting attorney did a most ama
zing thing and the last act of the tragedy began.
Though not a soldier was to bo seen about the
town , ho telegraphed to Washington : "Town in
the hands of a military mob from the fort. Send
help at onco. " The message struck the national
capital llko a Kansas cyclone. Thunder and light
ning from the war department followed. Orders
for arrests , boards of Inquiry , courtmnrtlals galore -
lore , chased each other after the first stuttering
inquiries over the wires from stanch old officers
who couldn't bellevo their military ears and eyes.
The court of Inquiry developed llttlo not already
known. Hoeg was dead.1 Hunt had been killed by
soldiers. But who were they ? As witnesses the
enlisted men were a frost. They stuck together
and were either volubly ignorant or sullenly close
Courtmartials were convened. A few a very
few men wore punished , moro or less. Several
deserted when things grow warm. And last of all
happened a thing which must have caused the
county officials who failed to protect their pris
oner much satisfaction. No hint was dropped of
the sheriff's failure to do his sworn duty. But the
war department had to save face somehow. Its
action reminds ono of the Chinese emperor , who
when bis army mutinied always beheaded the gen
eral. The post commander of Fort Willamette was
court-martialed for neglect of duty. Ho was al
ready broken IH spirit , weighed down by the
stain on the honor of his regiment , but ho was
convicted , and sentenced to confinement to reser
vation limits and loss of pay for a year. The sen
tence didn't count for much ; it was the stain on
his record that must have most deeply wounded
The murder of Sorgcant Hoeg "Just happened. "
The lynching ot Gambler Hunt might have been
prevented if the army had not been tied hard and
fast in red tape , or if among the officers , civil and
military , on the spot there had been ono big
enough to meet the crisis. '
As for the punishment of the enlisted men who
were the real offenders , well all this happened 20
years ago. There was no "big stick" In the White
House then.
The great grain fields of the Saudborn ranch
in Shasta county , Cal. , ore Ingeniously protected
at night from the vast flocks of wild geese and
other aquatic fowl that do immense damage to
crops by means of a display of fireworks.
Skyrockoto and Hainan candles were bought In
large quantities by the management of the ranch
and men are stationed at various points. Whenever
a flock is heard honking in the distance several
skyrockets or a shower of colored bulls from a
roman candle are sent npward and as a result
the birds give the ranch a wide berth.
"You have loat two .tooks this week , haven't
you ? "
"Yes ; ono loft becauw my husband flirted with
her , and the other loft tecuuso ho didn't. " Houu-
ton Dally Post
Pilgrim Wan Looking for Iron Springs ,
Out That Story Waa Moro
Than Ho Could Stand.
Ho wan a weary , thin nnd sallow-
looking American , who had never
boon so far west before , nnd when
ho struck Carson City ho hailed the
first native ho mot.
"Can you toll mo , nlr , It there are
any mineral springs about hero ? "
"From the cast ? " asked the west-
"Yes. "
"Como hero for ycr health ? "
"YCH. "
"Tried everything , I suppose ? "
"Yes. "
"Tried Ktirphur springs ? "
"YOB. Didn't help mo n bit. "
"Been to Arkansas ? ' *
"Yes , nnd everywhere also. "
"What kind of water nro you look-
lug for now ? "
"Woll , no kind in particular. I wno
told , though , that I'd find 11 variety of
springs out hero. "
"Going to locate ? "
"That depends. "
"Well , stranger I have got Just what
you want. A'vacant ' lot In the best
part of the city. Finest Iron springs
In Iho country. Go and BOO for your
self. "
"But how do you know it's Iron ? "
queried the customer.
"Woll , pardner , I Urovo my horne
through it nnd ho came out with iron
shoes on his feet. And that nln't all.
I drove seine pigs down there to drink.
They turned Into pig Iron , nnd 1 sold
them to the iron foundry. Just what
you want. For sale , cheap. Why ,
halloa ! What's the matter ? "
The weary easterner had turned
abruptly and was walking off up the
road. Son Francisco Chronicle.
Why England Believes In a King.
The great majority of Englishmen
of all grades and opinions do undoubt
edly bollovo in n king , and think they
have some fairly good reasons for do
ing so.-
The great reason , of course , in that
on the whole the system works , or
seems to work , fairly well. It IB very
costly. Everything included , It prob
ably costs ton times as much as the
average man thinks ; and If a rate
were levied for the purpose on him ,
ho might feel it nnd begin to grumble.
But the money is derived from the
duchies , or voted from thc taxen , nnd
nobody fccla the pinch or oven knows
the difference. It is n rallying point
for all kinds ot senseless anachro
nisms mid abuses. But In an old coun
try many things have a better chance
of continued existence by being old
than by being good , and an nhuso
comes to bo'esteemed almost when
Its hairs are gray nnd Its yearn many.
It promotes snobbery and creates
snobs , though it will not bo supposed
to bo unpopular on that account
The Congrcgatlonnllst
To Save Alcott Homo.
Efforts are being mndo to Inaugu
rate a movement for the preservation
of the old Alcott homestead in Con
cord , Mass. , whore Bronson Alcott
lived nnd died and where Louisa Al
cott created the Immortal children
that run through the pages of "Little
Men" and "Llttlo Women. " The place
at present Is fast falling into hopeless
decay and action must ho started soon
if It Is to bo preserved at all. "Per
haps If Miss Alcott had been dead two
centuries Instead of only about 30
years her former homo would not bo
in such a dangerous plight as It is to
day , " said n Now York woman who is
trying to Interest others in its pres
ervation. "But by and by Miss Alcott
will have been dead 200 years nnd If
Orchnrd house la not saved now
American soil In future generations
will be the poorer for our neglect Wo
never shall raise n harvest of ancient
associations for our land unless wo
take earn of the associations whllo
they Bllll are comparatively modern. "
A Different Sort of Doctor.
Dr. Charles Ilarrlss , the well-known
Canadian musician and composer , tolls
nn amusing story about himself.
Whllo ho was on his way to South
Africa , ho desired to keep hlo identity
n Bccret. During the voyage ono of
the passengers managed to got into
conversation with the musician , and
asked him If ho would medically ex
amine his little girl who was with him
on the boat.
"My dear sir , " replied Dr. Ilarrlss ,
'I have never examined a child In my
life. "
Ten minutes later , ho overheard the
passenger say , In the smoking-room :
"There you are ; didn't I Bay that
man was a fraud ? "
The Girl Grad.
Mark Twain was a firm believer In
the higher education of woman , but
Hartford still remembers a speech ho
made one Juno to a platform of Hart
ford girl graduates.
This speech , a humorous attack on
the collcso girl , ended :
"Go forth. Fall In love. Marry. Set
up housekeeping. And then , when
your husband wants u shirt Ironed ,
send out for a gridiron to do it with. "
Metaphorically Speaking.
"What do you think of these now
palaces I have been rearing ? " asked
Mr. Dustln Slax.
'Magnificent , " roplldd the cynic.
Yet , " ho proceeded with n visible
effort to bo modest , "this earthly pomp
reminds that all the
mo world in t
stage. "
"Right And the modern tendency
Is to make up with the fine ecenc y for
bad actlnn. "
T. A. Ireland , Rlflo Shot , of Colfax ,
Wash. , Telia a Story.
Mr. Ireland la the holder of four
world records nnd has yet to lone
hla first match says ho : "Kidney
trouble GO affected
my vision no to Inter-
fcro with ray ohoot-
Inff. I bornrao no
nervous I could hard
ly hold n gun. Thcra
was Bovcro pain In
ray back nnd Load i
nnd my kldnoyo wora
terribly disordered.
Doan's Kidney Pills
cured mo after I had
doctored nnd taken
nearly every remedy
imaginable without
relief. I will glvo
further details of my cose to nnyouo
enclosing stamp. "
Remember the nnmo Donn'n.
For sale by all dealers. CO ccnta a
box. ' Foator-Mllburn Co. , Buffalo , N. Y.
Wrong Anglo.
"There's a bright side to every.
thing. "
"A bright side ! Baut"
"Well , there is. "
"Do you mean to toll mo , doctor ,
that thcro Is a bright side to my hav
Ing had my leg amputated' ? "
"Indeed , there is ; nnd ! f you could
put yourself In my place you could
really BOO It"
Important to Mothers
Examine carefully every bottle of
CASTORIA , a safe and euro remedy for
infants and children , nnd sea that it
Bonro the
In Use For Over OO Years.
The Kind You Have Always Bought.
Jinks Do yoiTexpoct to move thin
nprlng ?
Fickle I expect to , yea ; lint hopn
my wife may decide to grant mo u
Up to Data Milking Scene.
"What's going on around hare ? "
asked the surprised visitor. "Is this
a hospital ? "
"Oh , no"answered the tall man in.
the silk hat ; "this is the otago Getting
for a Now England farm drntnn. Tha
next act will bo the milking acono. "
"But I thought the young lady In
the antiseptic apron was a trained
nurse ? "
"Oh , no ; she Is the milkmaid. The
young man in the rubber glovea that
you thought was a doctor la the farm
boy. As soon as they bring In the ster
ilized stool nnd the pasteurized palls
nnd find the cow'n tooth brush the
milking Bccno will begin. "
The Secret
"Miss Bright , " whispered Mlsa
GaiiBsip , "can you keep a cocret ? "
"Yes , " replied Miss Bright , also
whlsnerlng , "I can keep ono as well as
you can. "
" * *
A "Corner
In Comfort
For those who know the
pleasure and satisfaction
there is in a glass of
Make it as usual , dark
and rich boil it thoroughly
to bring out the distinctive
flavour and food value.
Cool with cracked ice , and
add sugar and lemon ; also a
little crtfam if desired.
Postum is really a food-drink
with the nutritive elements
of the field grains. Ice it , and
you have a pleasant , safe ,
cooling drink for summer
days an agreeable surprise
for those who ? have never
tried it.
"There's a Reason" for
Poslurn Cereal Co. , Limited ,
Battle Creek , Mich.