The "code of the west" called for facing a guy when you shot him, for it to be a "legal killin'". Okay. Fine. You ease up behind a guy with your gun in your hand, holler, "Hey, Fred!" and when he turns, you shoot him in the front.
My mother met Bat Masterson when she was a young girl. She recalled him as quite well dressed, a dapper gentleman. He got his nickname from the small bat he used in lieu of a pistol, on minor badguy behavior. Ease up behind a noisy drunk, and Whap!
My family was involved in the Sutton-Taylor feud in DeWitt County, Texas, allied with the Taylors. John Wesley Hardin for a while was on our side.
It turns out that Jim Wilson's mother's family were Taylors, so we're on the same side.
There was a shotout in a saloon in Fort Stockton, Texas, back in the 1880s. Some sixty shots were fired by eight guys. Nobody was hit, although the building looked like a colander.
I think it was in Oklahoma that a guy with a pistol started shooting at a guy with a rifle. The headstone (wood?) allegedly read that the pistolero committed suicide.
There's a grave in Boothill in Tombstone which reads, "Here lies Les Moore. Five shots from a .44. No Les, no more."
The one which will grab you though, is the marker there which says, "Hanged by mistake."
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