prang  for  his 
rifle  and  fired  at  him,  the  bullet  passing  through 
his  clothing.  Metzger  then  fired  upon  Chavez, 
killing  him  instantly.  Chavez  was  the  mayor- 
domo  of  Mr.  Hubbell’s  sheep  herders.  Metzger 
today  gave  himself  up  to  a Socorro  deputy 
sheriff.

CURETONS  RENT  RABB  PLACE

Capt.  J.  T.  Rabb  has  rented  his  beautiful 
place  on  the  Mimbres  to  the  Cureton  Brothers, 
and  will  soon  leave  with  his  family  for  Seattle, 
with  the  hope  that  the  moist  climate  of  that 
section  will  benefit  his  health.  The  captain  has 
seen  life  in  about  all  of  its  phases.  He  is  a native 
of  Texas,  and  is  now  sixty-odd  years  of  age.  In 
early  days  he  commanded  a company  of  rang- 
ers, and  has  probably  made  about  as  many  good 
Indians  as  any  man  in  the  west.  At  one  time 
his  cattle  ranged  over  a thousand  hills  and  he 
counted  his  land  by  leagues  instead  of  acres. 
If  his  actual  experience  in  life  was  written  up 
it  would  doubly  discount  the  famous  “Mr. 
Potter  of  Texas.”

THE  RACE

The  race  yesterday  between  Wm.  Beall’s 
sorrel  and  Arthur  Nichol’s  Baldy  drew  a large 
crowd  despite  the  inclemency  of  the  weather. 
The  first  half  mile  was  a pretty  race,  the  horses 
passing  under  the  wire  neck  and  neck,  but  right 
there  Baldy  sulked,  nor  whip,  nor  spur,  nor  the 
gentle  reprimand  of  his  rider  could  coerce  or 
coax  him  to  run.  The  sorrel  won  the  race  easily 
in  2.09.