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Show Frontier Days Recalled to Local Citizens, Last Sat. Anger-crazed Nightwatchman Runs Amuck With High-powered Rifle, Wild Shots Cause Little Damage. Culprit Jailed Pending Trial. Last Saturday evening was one of the most exciting evenings since the early days, when the Whiteman and the Indian used to have their combats over possess-ional possess-ional rights of land and stock. Mr. L. B. Fulmer, night watchman watch-man for the Service Garage at Duchesne, Du-chesne, had some misunderstanding misunderstand-ing with his employer, Mr. Chester Lyman, causing Lyman to discharge dis-charge him that evening. Fulmer got' into a mad ' rage, striking at Lyman with his fists, Lyman came back at him with a chair striking him over , the head, and knocking, him down on the garage floor twice. At this, Fulmer got up with a gun that was leaning against the wall behind him, and Lyman ran through the rear of the garage, later returning to talk it over with Fulmer. There he was met with the gun pointed directly at him, but instead of the crazed man pulling the trigger to fire the gun he ejected two shells out of it, giving Lyman a chance to run into the Owl Cafe next door.- As Lyman entered the cafe Fulmer fired one shot at him, hitting thedoor sill of the building. -Sheriff . Mitchell and the Deputy were in the cafe at the time Lyman Ly-man came in on high. They asked him what was wrong and he tried to explain, to them that, he had been shot at, so they attemped to go out side but were chased back into the cafe by the gunman. ' Fulmer after missing Lyman as he was going through the door of the cafe, walked to the corner of the street in a mad rage. When Mr. Davis, the garage owner across the street, told him to put that gun down he turned around and fired three shots at him, but very fortunately did not hit him. He had it in for garage men apparently. appar-ently. Then he walked on down the street toward town, firing at pedestrians who were out trying to discover what it was all about. Some of them had taken refuge behind telephone poles and buildings. build-ings. After running out of shells, for his cannon he went back to the garage, where he put up quite a bluff, before the Sheriff and the Marshall could capture him. Through all the bombardment of seven shots, there was no one shot nor no damage done, except that a few were nearly frightened to death. Mr. Fulmer is in the county jail, waiting for his trial to come up. From the reports of the garage owners of the town, , and the few witnesses that were there they all hope that he will be' sent to the thousand isles, giving him six-months six-months on each of them. |