Democratic Sentinel, Volume 7, Number 30, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 24 August 1883 — DUEL TO THE DEATH. [ARTICLE]

DUEL TO THE DEATH.

Desperate Encounter Between TwaColorado Ranchmen. [Laramie Qty Telegram.) Three men In a white-covered wagon entered Laramie City by the North Park road last night Two occupied the seat in front, the other, pale, haggard, and blood-stained, groaned upon a bed of blankets in the box. At Dr. Harris’ office they halted and then drove to the hospital, where the sufferer was placed He was Charles Shelton, a wealthy horse-dealer. Last Friday night he hod shot and killed Will Keys in a duel at Snyder's ranch on the Little Grizzly, in North Park. His companions were August Henderson and Fred Lawrence, whodetailed the particulars of the tragedy. Shelton is proprietor of a horseranch in the pork. Last Friday ho was at Snyder's ranch helping to put uphay. Keys, who had an Interest in Snyder's ranch, was present While eating supper in a tent near the cabin Keys asked a boy in Shelton’s employ to go Into the cabin and refill the teapot This the boy refused to do, saying he was not in Key’s employ. Key® abused the boy. Shelton interfered, and a quarrel ensued Keys left the table, and, taking the teapot, went into the cabin returning in a moment with tea and a Winchester rifle. He sat the teapot down and turning to Shelton said: “Do you know, sirj that I have a notion to kill you for this insult?” “What insult?” rejoined Shelton, rising from his seat “I dare you to shoot” “I will not shoot you down like a dog, but will give you a chance for your life in a duel” ( “When and where? I am ready at any moment" “Now and on this spot ” Keys finally stood the weapon against the side of tile tent, poured out the tea, and sat down again. Shelton walked out of the tenti got another Winchester at the cabin, loaded it, came back to the tent and, standing in the door, said that he was ready. . j In a minute seconds were procured, and Keys jumped from the table, and, seizing the rifle, brought it to his shoulder. Instantly two reports rang out almost together. Shelton dropped his gun and rap out across the prairie noldlng his hands to his facet Snyder started in pursuit while Anderson raised Keys’ head. The wounded man gasped, “Tell Lucy, my wife, my wife— and fell back dead. « Snyder returned in a few minutes with Shelton, who had been shot in the chin, the ball ranging backward and to the right His companions thought he. too, would die. He could not speak, but made sign* for hi® coat, which was given him. He took paper and pencil from one of the pockets and wrote: “Is Keys hurt?" Sydney wrote beneath the question the words: “He is dead.* The ball from Shelton's rifle entered Keys! side in front of the left armpit passed through the body, and came out just above the right shoulder. Shelton had fired hl® weapon without bringing it to his shoulder.