Books [T. N. McKinney]
It was awful cold and they had a big fire burning. They had all made their pallets down and had gone to bed except my brother and he was up pouting. Mr. Pulliam and John Bowles was bunking together and they had tried to get T. C. to go to bed and he wouldn't do it. The moon was shinning real bright and he was still up by the fire pouting. Well, Mr. Pulliam and Mr. Bowles seen an Indian coming toward T. C. and they told him to sit down but he thought they were just teasing him and he didn't move. So the old Indian came on right up to T. C. and put his arm on his shoulder and looked around into his face. Well, when he did that
“One time, John Wesley Hardin stayed camped on my father's ranch about ten days. I know I used to take him but er and eggs and he would always pay me for them. He used to pay me to put a white piece of paper or board on a tree and cut a small black spot in the center of the paper. He could hit it center with a pistol 75 yards and 200 yards with a Winchester. He was the best shot I ever saw.
“I remember mighty well the first man I ever saw shot here in Uvalde. His name was Wilson and he was a bar tender. The man who shot him was Mr. Joe Griner. I don't know what it was about but Wilson meant to kill him. I was just a boy coming from school and when that six-shooter went off
“I saw a man killed here once. There was a desperado came through