Silver City Enterprise — 1888-1890 (full OCR, Internet Archive) — 1889-05-24
source date: 1889
availability: public-domain

A Poor Marksman An Injured Husband’s Reckless Attempt To Get Even Jo. Cummings and J. J. Pearson have been partners in the saloon business at Lordsburg for the past few months, coming there together from Omaha. Mr. Pearson brought his wife and three children to Lordsburg with him. It seems that both Cummings and Mrs. Pearson under- stood that the firm partnership was unlimited, and that Mrs. Pearson extended as many favors to the partner as she did to her husband. As a consequence the domestic felicity of the here- tofore happy family was somewhat shattered. Pearson was a very unhappy man, and foolishly attempted to drown his sorrows in Lordsburg whiskey. Some time since Cummings was arrest- ed for attempted rape on a little girl, and gave bonds for his appearance. But his bondsmen soon afterwards asked to be relieved from the bonds, as they feared Cummings would “skip.” Ke was then brought to this city, and while a comparative stranger, soon succeeded in giving bonds. Mrs. Pearson then left her husband and children, came to this city and found employ- ment with Dr. Gaddis, who knew nothing of the woman further than that she was a good worker. Cummings had a room in the same house.

e a comparative stranger, soon succeeded in giving bonds. Mrs. Pearson then left her husband and children, came to this city and found employ- ment with Dr. Gaddis, who knew nothing of the woman further than that she was a good worker. Cummings had a room in the same house. On Saturday last a mild-mannered, genteel looking little man arrived on the train, and in- quired the way to the Broadway. His name was J. J. Pearson. When he reached the hotel he met Mr. Gaddis and told him of his trouble, remarking that he ought to kill Cummings. He persuaded Mr. Gaddis to go with him to his wife, whom he implored for the sake of the little children, to return home with him. He told her that he would forget the past if she would return with him, but she declined, and said that she would never live with him again. Mr. Gaddis then left them, went down stairs and into the soda factory. Pearson and his wife were standing at the head of the stairs talking, when Cummings started to come up the steps. Pearson pulled his gun (a 32 caliber) and com- menced shooting. Cummings tumbled down the steps and ran into the restaurant next door, closely followed by his partner with the 32 in action. Cummings tried to get into the pantry,

when Cummings started to come up the steps. Pearson pulled his gun (a 32 caliber) and com- menced shooting. Cummings tumbled down the steps and ran into the restaurant next door, closely followed by his partner with the 32 in action. Cummings tried to get into the pantry, but a ball sent through the thin door soon soon brought him out, and he made Spokane time for the back door, through which his manly 225 pound form dashed as the last little lead pellet whistled past his head. Pearson then returned to the sidewalk and commenced to reload his toy gun. Mr. Gaddis came out and asked : “Well, did you get him?” “No,” replied Pearson, “but I will next time.” A crowd then commenced to gather around, and Pearson was soon placed under arrest by Al. Card. At the time of the arrest he appeared to be about the coolest man in the crowd. He did not seem to be any more excited than an average dude over a game of “Pigs in Clover.” He ought to feel heartily ashamed of such marksmanship, and besides that, if he again desires to engage in another such enter- prise, he should first procure a gun. Those little things will do well enough for children to practice with in Omaha, but they don’t amount to much when a man means business.

ashamed of such marksmanship, and besides that, if he again desires to engage in another such enter- prise, he should first procure a gun. Those little things will do well enough for children to practice with in Omaha, but they don’t amount to much when a man means business. Cummings was also placed under arrest, when his bondsmen withdrew, and he is now in jail awaiting the action of the grand jury on his rape case. He is a big, lubberly, good- natured, slovenly looking person, who does not appear to have style or energy enough to make himself popular with the ladies. The woman who was the cause of all the trouble, left town the next day, and it is sup- posed that she returned to her family. Fred Meyers and Bill Suggs, two horse thieves, were recently killed in the Animas valley by stockmen from Mexico. They were shot while asleep in their blankets. After re- covering their stock and taking the fire arms and saddles, the cowmen returned to their ranches across the line, leaving their victims for others to bury. The bodies were not found until several days afterwards on McCabe ranch. A Cutting Affair Yesterday morning, between 1 and 2 a.m. Jo Baker stabbed and fatally wounded Franz Gustav Valdemor Bruno, a German boy who had been employed in the Exchange on the night watch. Bruno had closed the house, gone ( 13 )

l several days afterwards on McCabe ranch. A Cutting Affair Yesterday morning, between 1 and 2 a.m. Jo Baker stabbed and fatally wounded Franz Gustav Valdemor Bruno, a German boy who had been employed in the Exchange on the night watch. Bruno had closed the house, gone ( 13 ) to the O. K. and taken supper, and as he left the restaurant met Baker in the middle of the street. He asked Baker for some money which he had loaned him, and a row was the result. Bruno was getting away with Baker, when the latter drew a knife, and stabbed his adversary several times. Bruno was then taken to the hospital and his wounds dressed. He is in a very dangerous condition. His recovery is im- probable. Jo Baker has resided in this section for many years dividing his time between gambling and punching cattle. He has been in the employ of Head & Hearst a large portion of the time. As soon as the trouble was over, Jo skipped out, and has not yet been caught.