Silver City Enterprise — 1891 (full OCR, Internet Archive) — 1891-01-30

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ANOTHER MURDER Geo. Metzger, foreman of Hon. F. A. Hub- bell’s ranch, near Zuni Salt Lakes, in Socorro county, 175 miles west of Albuquerque, arrived in Albuquerque last week and announced that he had shot and killed Jose Maria Chavez. Metzger states that Chavez had confided to him a plot to kill a man who had on several occasions threatened to “peach” on him if he didn’t do so and so. Metzger informed him that he could not allow anything of that sort about the Hubbell ranch, when Chavez sprang 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

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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.

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mency 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. Hadley, N. M., Jan. 27, 1891 George McSherry is the boss jig dancer and Irish soloist of the camp. A jolly party from Cook’s Peak, consisting of Mr. and Mrs. Gastaway and daughter. Miss Maud, Miss Gussie Taylor, Messrs. Harry Lee, Casper Schutz, Charlie Poe, Bud Taylor and Crowdy Lee attended a dancing party at this place Friday night.