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Show OVER WILD BILL'S GRAVE. Ball t Fired by Frontiersmen In Honor of the Dead Shot's Memory. Tnere has been another red letter day in the history of Deadwood. That was the day on which Wild Bill was killed by McCaull. Though a popular man, Bill was a dead shot, and McCaull could not have killed him if he had not approached him treacherously. McCaull was immediately imme-diately locked up, but the excitement became be-came so great that a mob assembled for the purpose of trying, convicting and lynching him. While the proceedings were in progress the clatter of hoofs was heard and a man on horseback appeared riding at full speed with his reins in his teeth and with a rifle in one hand and an Indian's dripping head in the other. He had shot and killed the Indian just outside out-side of Deadwood, and the event was considered of so innch importance that the crowd forgot its lynching and proceeded pro-ceeded to gratify its thirst for vengeance by contemplating the gory trophy which rolled at its feet. McCanll was afterward after-ward taken to Yankton, where he was hanged by the neck in a lawful manner. Wild Bill was buried in the old cemetery ceme-tery with a rude white board at his head, but five years later some of his friends exhumed the body and gave it proper burial in the new cemetery on j Mount Moriah. It was reported at that time that Wild Bill's body had turned j to Atone, and a man came here not long afterward and offered the undertaker ; $10,000 if he would help him steal it for j purposes of exhibition. Since then there I have been many inquiries about tho case, i but no ono believes that the body was ! petrified. Bill's new grave on tho raount- ain top shows that it is the resort of many curiosity seekers. A path is worn i across lots to it from the main wagon I road, and the white headboard has been whittled away by relio hunters until it ' resembles a big toothpick, j Ono man appears to havo worked a j knot out of the board, and the ground i all about the well beaten gruve is cover-j cover-j ed with cartridge shells. There are frontiersmen, it appears, who show their regard for Bill's memory by standing upon his grave and emptying thoir revolvers re-volvers into tho air, throwing away their cartridge shells as they reload. The other day the city marshal found it necessary to inn in ono of these follows, who had j done little else for a week except shoot I his revolvers over Wild Bill's grave. The j man appeared to havo a genuine regard j for tho doad man's memory, and aa he j submitted to arrest he expressed his seme of the outrage in most forcible i terms. Cor. Chicago Herald. |