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No. 13 VOLUME 1. DODGE CITY JANUARY 1, 1878 Copyright Globe Publishing Co. MM iOJJG BRANCH Iffl IS FQULLV HEIS Pistol in drank hands Elitizons mourn 1.1 I CltiAHS I 'Jif -V AW I if II "Ix.xJ;yk. that can never be repaired.

His place among us cannot be filled. Long will we cherish him in memory as one who was near as dear to us all And be it. RESOLVED, That as a mark of our high esteem and universal respect for our deceased brother, our deceased brother our place of meeting and our fire implements be draped in mourning and that we wear a badge of crape for thirty days from the date in honor of the dead. Also RESOLVED, That we extend our heart felt sympathy to the afficted relatives of our deceased brother and instruct the Secretary of this company to forward copies of the foregoing preamble and resolution to their address. And to furnish both City papers with a copy thereof for publication.

Through the unflinching eyes of early day newspaper town of which they have heard so much. So welcome to editors, we tell this story of the most famous small town old Dodge City and new Dodge City, a modern city based in the world the town about which a long-running on agri-business. We hope you enjoy your stay and while television series, Gunsmoke, is built, and which has been you're here, drop in at the modern Daily Globe on Second the source of countless books, articles, stories and Avenue, movies. European news people come here to film the Masterson and Posse Catch Train Robbers Tuesday April 16, 1878 ON THE DEATH OF MARSHAL MASTERSON By H.N. Lester Written for the GLOBE.

Lift him up comrades, and bear him away; himself ready for trial. The State not being ready, his case was continued ten days, and his bail fixed at $4,000. The prisoners were all remanded to the jail of Ford County where they were safely lodged in charge of Jailor Straughn at 10:30 P.M. Sunday afternoon, Gryden and Phillips, took a special for Kinsley and returned during the night with warrants for three more of the party, but whose names we are unable to obtain. There are no new developments up to the hour of going to press.

Court. Fudebaugh is a good looking specimen of the border ruffian, and was cool and collected throughout the arguments of the attorneys on the question of amount of bail. Edgar West was next brought in. He is tall, and low browed, with black mustache and hair, and "looks the He, too, waived an examination and was held in $4,000 bail. Wm.

Tilgham, who is we believe, merely held on suspicion of being a "wire puller" for the party, declared Lift him up comrades, the the abdomen. He died on the evening of the 10th and was buried on the hill near town at 4 p.m. on the eleventh. Walker the Boss herder, ran through Peacock's Saloon, and fell some distance in the rear of the saloon from whence he was carried by his friends to a room over Wright, Beverly and store, where he now lies in a very precarious condition, shot once through the left lung and twice through the right arm. In Agony Marshal Masterson walked across the street and entered Hoover's saloon.

In the agonies of death he said to George Hinkle, "George I'm shot;" and sank on the floor. His clothes were still of fire from the discharge of the pistol, which had been placed against the right side of his abdomen and "turned loose," making a hole large enough for the introduction of the whole pistol. The ball passed completely through him, leaving him no possible chance for life. He was carried to his brother's room where in half an hour he died. Everyone in the City knew Ed.

Masterson and liked him. They liked him as a boy, they liked him as a man, and they liked him as an officer. Promptly at 10 o'clock, on the morning of the 10th every business house in the city closed its doors which remained so until 6 o'clock p.m. Crape draped almost every door in the City. Never before was such honor shown in Dodge City, either to the living or dead.

The Dodge City Fire Company, of which Edward J. Masterson was a much respected member, took charge of the remains, and refused to permit any of the friends of relations to sustain any of the funeral attendants. Funeral services were held at the Fireman's Parlor, where the ladies discoursed appropriate music, and the Rev. O.W. Wright delivered a sermon.

The funeral procession started from town at 3 o-clock p.m. and was formed as follows The City Council in a body; On the evening of the 9th inst. at 10 o'clock p.m., six pistol shots "rang in the night on the south side of the R.R track in Dodge City. Hurrying to the spot to ascertain the cause and result of the shooting, we found them to be as follows: A party of six "cow-boys" who had arrived in town in the evening, had been enjoying themselves with dancing and drinking, some of them evidently getting too much liquor for their own and the City's good. Marshal Masterson and Policeman Haywood, being the custodians of the public peace of the City were present, prepared to prevent any disturbance or trouble among the boys.

One of the boys named Jack Wagner, becoming more intoxicated than the others, got to be very noisy. About this time the City Marshal observed that he was carrying a six-shooter; contrary to a City Ordinance, and proceeded to disarm him, which he accomplished without much trouble, and turned the pistol over to Wagner's Boss, A.M. Walker. The dance went on and all appeared to be peace and harmony. The Marshal stepped out the front door to the sidewalk where he again met Wagner, and saw that Wagner was again in possession of his pistol.

He at once attempted to take it from him, a scuffle ensued, a genral rush was made from inside the Hall to the sidewalk; Policeman Haywood stepped forward to assist the Marshal, but just as he did so, two other "cowmen" drew their pistols upon him and held him in position. One of them snapped a pistol in his face, which fortunately missed fire. About this time a pistol was discharged and Marshall Masterson was shot through the abdomen. Five shots followed in quick succession. A general rush was made from the scene, and all was over.

Wagner being shot ran into Peacock's saloon and fell upon the floor where he remained until carried away by his friends. He was fatally shot through last honors pay. next came the hearse containing deceased; next Sheriff Masterson, the only living relative of the deceased who could be present at the funeral, because of the family residing in the Southern part of the State and not having time to get here to attend; next came the Fire Company, sixty strong, uniformed and in mourning next came buggies and wagons containing ladies and gentlemen; then came many horsemen The procession marched to the Military Cemetery, at Fort Dodge, where the last sad rites were performed to one of the best and most generous men that God ever fashioned. Rev. O.W.

Wright performing the burial services. Let Four Go Four "cow boys" were arrested as accessories to the murder of our Marshal, but all were after the fullest and most complete investigation discharged by Judge R.G. Cook, as it was established that they were to blame only for being in bad company. Wagoner when dying said that he shot Marshal Masterson, and there is now but little doubt in the minds of any but that it was he who killed our Marshal. Our Fire Company met in their new parlor, on the evening of the 13th for the purpose of paying their respects in an appropriate manner to the memory of their deceased brother.

After due consideration, the following preamble and resolutions were unanimously adopted, and spread upon the Journal: WHEREAS One of the most beloved of our number, Brother Edward J. Masterson has been called from us by the voice of death; sadly, and with hearts filled with deep sorrow do we mourn the loss of our brother. Now that he is no mre we vividly call to mind his many noble land generous qualities. In the bosom of man the Creator never caused a more true and brotherly heart ot beat; ever and ready to perform a kind act. he bore malice toward none and held the firm friendship of all.

We feel that his death is a calamity As you lay him away in the place of the dead, Him from whose form the life spirit hath fled, Honor the man who was faithful and true, Counting no cost when he'd duty to do; conclusive to Mrssrs. Thatcher and Gryden. A special train at once went to Kinsley returning at 11 A.M. on Saturday with necessary documents and the prisoners were at 3 P.M. in charge of a large posse conveyed to Kinsley by special train.

Kinsley was reached by 4:30 P.M., the town having turned out en mass to receive them. We have forgotten to mention the William Tilgham was also arrested just before the train left (falsely it was later found). The three prisoners were brought into the spacious court room, which was densely filled with the curious. Rusdebaught and West being shackled to gether. Justice Willey presided.

The prisoners having been promptly turned over to the court, Mr. Gryden opened by explaining his connection with the case, and asked that Redebaugh be first put on trial. Rudebaugh (who is positively identified by Mr. Kingkade the Kinsley express office operator, as the man who disarmed him and who conversed with him over five minutes,) was perfectly cool, and with the tact of an old hand waived a preliminary examination, and was held in $4,000 bail for his appearance at the June Term of District Feb. 5, 1878 The attempted train robbers (at Kinsley Station) spoken of in our last issue, caused a number of parties to start in pursuit.

Sheriff Bat Masterson of our county, with J.J. Webb, David (Prairie Dog Dave) Morrow, and Kinch Riley having struck a ambushed themselves on Last Thursday at Mr. Lovell's cattle camp, some 65 miles south of Dodge City. After some hours waiting two horsemen cautiously approached from the north east. Their motions indicating their fear of coming up, Mr.

Webb with concealed revolver went out to meet them, after some talk they came within shooting distance when Masterson springing out with leveled rifle sang out his well known "throw up your West at once complied, but Rudebaugh reached for his revolver; the click of Webb's gun at close quarters changed his mind however, and both surrendered and were disarmed. Each carried a rifle and two revolvers, all best quality (a Colt's 45, Smith Wesson's improved, 40 Sharp's sporting rifle and a 45 calibre government carbine). The party arrived in Dodge City about 6 o'clock P.M. Friday evening, having stopped all night during the storm in camp. Capt.

J.M. Thatcher, the general agent of Adams Express Company, and who has been managing the pursuits, with his attorney, interviewed them the same night. The result we are not at liberty to divulge, but it was Personal journalism You will note, as you read the several items on these pages, that newspapers wrote in a more personal manner in the days when these items were published note particularly the story of the killing of Marshal Masterson who is several times called "our The killing is treated as a personal affront by the editor of the day who no doubt was speaking for many of the citizens of the city. Life in the raw Early Dodge City was a town made up of friendly people but they told it like it was and sometimes they were quicker to action than thought. That's the idea behind this special travelers' edition to tell the story of old Dodge as the newspapers of the day told it not always grammatically perfect but they got their meaning across.

Be our guests through this tour of early day newspapers, most of them in Dodge City but some from other points in Kansas which were also rough and ready in their day. He is a hero! wherever he's found. Though no trumpet of fame, his praise shall sound. Comrades! You'll miss him, the generous soul; Comrades! You'll miss him, at call of the roll One place will be vacant that you cannot fill A love'd voice is silent, a brave heart is still. But you'll remember, remember he died.

In defense of the law, his slayer defied And When April comes with sunshine and rain, You shall deck with its flowers the grave of the slain. Then lift him up comrades, the last honors pay, To him who was faithful, loyal and true, Who peril his life when he'd duty to do Syracuse Kansas April 23, 1878 ends in shots Another Soutbdde. Killing Card Nov. 26, 1878 KILLING AT SPRINGER'S RANCH ON CANADIAN On the evening of the 16th, Paymaster Broadhead and escort, on their way to Fort Elliott encamped at what is known as Springer's ranch, on the Canadian river, Texas, 160 miles south of Dodge. During exist between our officers and cattle men so that snarling coyotes and killers can make their own fights without interesting or dragging good men into them.

August 20, 1878 the evening the sergeant of the escort and two soldiers visited the ranch and, it seems engaged in a game of cards, in which Mr. Springer took a hand. While thus engaged a dispute arose between the sergeant and Mr. Springer. Hot words ensued.

Springer, feeling offended, drew a pistol and struck the sergeant Over the head. The sergeant resisted the assault. Springer fired at the sergeant, the bullet grazing the sergeant's head. The soldiers all rushed out and went for their guns, and promiscuous firing was kept up between the parties. It is supposed the first shot fired by the soldiers killed both Springer and Ledbetter (a man in Springer's employ), the ball striking Springer in the neck, and passing through, hit and killed Ledbetter, who was standing behind him and no way connected with the affair.

Springer received three wounds, one in the neck and two in the back. Two soldiers were wounded: Sergeant Welsh was shot through the left shoulder, and Private Brown was wounded in the leg while sitting near the camp fire dressing a turkey. The wounded soldiers were taken to Fort Elliott and placed in the hospital and Springer and Ledbetter were buried near the ranch. Mr. Springer was well known to our citizens, being a former resident of this county.

He had accumulated a great deal of property, and about two years ago he established what is known as the Canadian ranch, where he had a large herd of cattle and was very comfortably situated. We're still ffive (after 6 months) Hobody Dead, But SOMETHING MUST BE DONE Another shooting affair occurred on the "south side" Saturday night. It appears that one of the cow boys becoming Intoxicated and quarrelsome, undertook to take possession of the bar in the Comiqe. To this the bar keeper objected and a row ensued. Our policemen interfered and had some difficulty in handling their man.

Several cattle men then engaged in the broil and in the excitement some of them were bruised on the head with six shooters. Several shots were accidentally fired which created general confusion among the crowd of persons present. We are glad to chronicle the fact that none were seriously hurt and nobody shot. We however, cannot help but regret the too ready use of pistols in all rows of such character and would like to see a greater spirit of harmony mother mm ll II ir it 1 Eft 1 rr-n July 22, 1884 are now beginning to reap our reward. Our friends are nearer to us than they were at first; our enemies are farther from us, and we are glad of it, because in their particular case "distance lends enchantment to the view." The GLOBE is a financial success for which we are grateful to Almight God, our friends and our own energy.

We are as unutterably fixed in our purpose to oppose wrong and aid right as we were when we wrote our salutatory. December 25th, 1877, which caused our enemies to bombard our office and smash our windows. Thanking our patrons for their generous support we again reiterate, stand by us and we will stand by you. THE PUBLISHERS June 25, 1878. With this issue (No.

26) the GLOBE has completed its first six months of existence. We have conducted it according to our own pleasure, ever endeavoring to do what we considered our whole duty as journalists. As to whether or not we have done our duty we leave for our readers, friends and foes, to determine: We have dealt with all subjects of public interest that has arisen, in an impartial, aggresive and independent manner. We have avoided toadyism either to the rich or influential, and, readers, our self respect has been greatly enlarged thereby. We could have sailed much smoother and made more money, if we had courted the favors of the incumbent county and city officers, and stood in with the "gang;" but we preferred to do otherwise and standing at the corner, ana as Nixon turned around Mathers commenced shooting at him, firing four shots two of them striking him in the right side, one in the left side and one passed through the left nipple, killing him instantly.

Mathers was immediately disarmed and lodged in jail. A cowboy, whose name we could not learn, was hit in the leg and severely wounded by a ball that had passed through Nixon's body. About 10 o'clock last evening, while assistant Marshall Thos. Nixon was on duty a the corner of Front Street and First Avenue, Mysterious Dave, (Dave Mathers), who keeps a saloon in the Opera House, came down stairs and deliberately shot him through. The facts as near as we could learn are as follows: Mathers came down the stairs from his saloon and on his arrival at the foot he called to Nixon who was Feb.

27, 1883 Ford County is now larger than the states of Rhode Island and Delaware combined. It consists of old Ford, southeast two thirds of Gray county, the east half of Meade and all of Clark, is sixty-three miles long and forty-eight wide. TODAY'S FRONT STREET Visitors to Dodge City have seen many much like the older ones; here are Miss "Front all somewhat similar. Kitty and Clancy O'Day, from the show Fire and other forms of destruction have presented nightly in the Long Branch brought about the changes. This is the saloon.

present day "Front street.