After fleeing Maxwin’s burning house, the Regulators took refuge in Fort Sumner, Mexico. Once upon a time there was an army fort on the site of a village, but the soldiers had long left it. But now Billy had many friends there, and almost every evening he spent, having fun and flirting with black-haired beauties.
In Lincoln County, life was slowly getting better. Mrs. Maxwin sued James Dolan and Colonel Dudley, accusing them of killing her husband and setting fire to property. Houston Chapman, one-armed lawyer, took up her interests. New Mexico’s new governor, Lou Wallace, has granted amnesty to all county residents who participated in the recent war, hoping that this will help the parties quickly forget the old feuds. It turned out that Billy Kid, not being a resident of the county, did not fall under the amnesty, being considered a mercenary who did not have personal interests in the conflict. Now he has formed too many enemies in the person of representatives of the law and former opponents to feel calm. Continue reading
After losing the election in November, Hickcock took off the sheriff’s star and left Hayes. But this city did not seem to let him go. Wild Bill returned to Haze six months later, in July 1870, and again his revolver found his victim there. Two drunken soldiers of the 7th cavalry regiment – Jeremiah Lonergan and John Kyle – could not calmly pass by such a famous person as Wild Bill. A quarrel broke out, Lonergan knocked Hickcock to the floor, and Kyle put a revolver in his ear and pulled the trigger. Misfire! Another second, and a new attempt will follow, but Hickcock has already managed to snatch his revolver. One bullet crushed Lonergan’s knee, the other two injured Kyle. The clash cost the cavalry dearly – Lonergan remained crippled for the rest of his life, and Kyle the next day went to where Sam Strohan had been restless for about a year. Hickcock thought it would be better if he took his legs out of Haze before the other soldiers arrived. Continue reading
Bill was very cherished for hours and when the next day he saw that Tutt, mocking him, wears them in public, was furious. But this rage was cold and prudent. The city already knew that it would not do without a fight, and everyone was waiting for what the quarrel would be resolved at the price of ten dollars. And the quarrel was soon resolved – Tatt was left without hours and debt paid, and Hickcock again received the clock and the opportunity not to pay the bills.
Former friends met in the square. They were separated by about twenty-five meters. The shots merged together, and Davis Tutt fell with a shot through his chest – a bullet, entering his right side, went out through the left, breaking his heart. Hickcock remained unharmed, but was arrested and thrown into prison. The court found him not guilty. Continue reading