The Western Echo: A Description of the Western State and Territories of the United States. As Gathered in a Tour by WagonRomspert, George W.
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The Western Echo: A Description of the Western State and Territories of the United States. As Gathered in a Tour by Wagon
Romspert, George W.
West (U.S.) -- Description and travel
_warm_; but wanting to see it _all_, I got behind the bar with the
tender. There were a good many _Mexicans_ in the hall, and the two
parties began to contend for the house. There were two doors in _front_,
and three boys arranged themselves in a line at either door. The doors
were then thrown open by others, and leaning low upon the ponies, the
six boys plunged their spurs into the sides of their animals and like a
flash rushed into the house. They rode up to the lights and struck them
down with their six-shooters; and then in the darkness the bloody
contest was hand-to-hand. The women screamed, the horses snorted, the
cow-boys shot, and the Mexicans cut. I knew the contest was bloody, and
I was anxious to know how the thing was coming on; but the horses were
prancing around so furiously, and it was too dark to dodge the bullets
that were flying like rocks in an earthquake, so I kept behind the bar
and waited for the curtain to rise. In about five minutes the noise
abated; and when the lamps were lighted a horrible spectacle met my
view. The ponies were all out; but three of the riders were horribly
mutilated and bleeding upon the floor. Two Mexicans (greasers) were also
riddled with bullets and gasping in death, while others were badly
wounded. I went out among the cow-boys and found that some of them were
also deeply gashed and bleeding. They had got the _worst_ of the battle;
and being late in the night they concluded to disperse and come in
_some_ other night for some more fun. There was not a boy in the crowd
that appeared to be in the _least affected_ with the loss of his
comrades, and with wild whoops they rushed off like the wind. Going into
the hall I found the band playing, and the Mexicans were preparing to
continue the ball. The five bodies were dragged up in the corner and a
blanket thrown over them, and in the blood of the expired men the
fandango was carried on till the morn began to dawn. This was a regular
_dance-hall_ scene, and not in any way an unusual one. I attended balls
at a number of different halls, and witnessed many bloody riots.
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