The Red-Blooded Heroes of the FrontierBronson, Edgar Beecher
History
The Red-Blooded Heroes of the Frontier
Bronson, Edgar Beecher
Frontier and pioneer life -- West (U.S.); West (U.S.) -- Social life and customs
Shrewdly seizing the proper moment before the jurors got drunk enough
to be obstinate and combative, Shang made his appeal. "Fellers," he
said, "I allows you all knows that Jim's my friend, an' I reckon you
cain't say but what he 's been a mighty good friend to more'n one o'
you. Course, I know he got terrible out o' luck when he had t' kill
this yer Arkinsaw feller. But then, boys, Arkinsawyers don't count fer
much nohow, do they? Pow'ful onery, no account lot, sca'cely fit to
practise shootin' at. We fellers ain't a-goin' to lay that up agin
Jim, air we? We ain't a-goin' to help this yer jack-leg prosecutin'
attorney send ol' Jim up. Why, fellers, we knows well enough that airy
one o' us might 'a done the same thing ef we'd been out o' luck, like
Jim was, in meetin' up with this yer Arkinsawyer afore we'd had our
mornin' coffee. What say, boys? Bein' as how any o' us might be in
Jim's boots mos' any day, reckon we'll have to turn him loose?"
Shang's pathetic appeal for Jim's life clearly won outright more than
half the jury, but there were several who, while their sympathies were
with Jim, "'lowed they'd have to bring a verdic' accordin' to the
evidence."
"Verdic'? Why, fellers," retorted Jim's advocate, "whar's the use of a
fool verdic'? 'Sposin' we fellers was goin' to be verdicked? This is
a time for us fellers to stan' together, shua'. I'll tell you what
le's do; le's all slip off inter th' brush, cotch our hosses an' pull
our freight fer home. This yer court ain't goin' to git airy jury but
us in Llano 'till a new one's growed, an' if we skip I reckon they'll
have to turn Jim loose."
This alternative met all objections. In a moment the "jury room" was
empty.
Shortly thereafter the two bailiffs, awakened by a clatter of hoofs
over the rocky hills behind them, were doubly shocked to find the only
tenant of the "jury room" an empty jug.
One of the bailiffs sighted some of the escaping jurors and opened
fire; the other hastened to alarm the court. The latter, running
toward the house, met the judge and counsel who had been roused by the
firing, and yelled out: "Jedge, the hull jury's stampeded! Bill's
winged two o' them. Gi' me a fast hoss an' a lariat an' mebbe so I'll
cotch some more."
Two or three jurors who were too much fuddled with drink to saddle and
mount were quickly captured. The rest escaped. Of course, the court
was outraged and indignant, but it was powerless. So Jim was released,
thanks to Shang's diplomacy and eloquence. And, by the way, in the
dark days that came to ranchmen in 1885, Jim, risen to be a well-known
and powerful banker in ------ City, furnished the ready money necessary
to save Shang's imperilled fortune; and when at length he heard that
Shang was at death's door, Jim found the time to leave his large
affairs and come all the way up from ------ to Llano to bid his old
friend farewell.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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