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D. A. McDougalperson
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a.k.a. McDougal
Steve Dunaganperson
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a.k.a. Mr. Dunagan
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the Animas valley and went to a ranch
several miles away where he was shearing
sheep. When they came back at night they
found the house in ashes. The fire probably
caught from some embers left in the morning.
Mr. Dunagan estimates his loss at about fifteen
hundred dollars.
For some days D. A. McDougal of Pyramid
had been drinking heavily. Wednesday about
five oโclock he came out of the mine where he
had been working, went to his tent, sat on the
edge of the bed, placed the muzzle of a rifle
at his temple, pulled the trigger and in an in-
stant was beyond suffering. He was buried yes-
terday afternoon. Mr. McDougal was born at
St. Johns, New Brunswick, about thirty-five
years ago. His father was a successful merchant
and left him a good business and an intense
appetite for liquor. For years he has been sub-
ject to periodical spells of dipsomania, and it
is owing to this failing he was unable to con-
tinue the business left by his father. He came
to New Mexico about five years ago with his
cousin. Rev. H. J. Furneaux, and lived near
here for about two years. He was of a quiet
and genial disposition, and was well liked by
all who knew him.