n looked at me in wonder.
I reckon he left his gun in his room last night, said Smith.
It was pretty lucky.
But there hain't been any shootina in town lately.
When was the last shootina, Dave?
A year ago Christmas, answered Dave.
That Jake Hart scrimmage.
Jake got angry at Cy Jones and shot him dead.
Jake was an awful nice fellow, but I must say he was a mean one.
And then Tom Spear-he was sheriff-he said he'd arrest him if it took him ten years, and Jake, he said hem that if he tries to grab me I'll shoot him at sight like a dog, I will, says he. Just tell him that.
And I told Tom sure enough, and he got three fellers to go with him. He wanted me to go with him, but I wouldn't — not much.
I knowed that Jake Hart was a mean man. But he went with three of 'em, and they heard Jake was at Tim Brown's, and they went upstairs and opened the door; and Jake, just as quiet as I am, he shoots Tom Spear dead; and then the next feller shoots Jake right through the