The Saga of Henry Plummer Book 1 by Sven Skaar (PH 3-1) (1959) (97 pages)

Ah ‘ se to Folsom ° . was daylight as Barcla and Carter rode slowly red FolSom. The bandit was still in handcuffs and ‘a reata was tied from them to the pommel of Barclay’s saddle. “Take a good look around, Carter. It'll be a long time before you see the outdoors again; that is, unless you fell me where the treasure’s hidden.” ‘Yd left. Trinity mountain when it was dug down. Ask Skinner or Mexican Frank,” he added sarcastically, “It’s the part you buried here, I want.” “IT don’t. know nothin’ about that. Skinner hid it.” “The gold won’t do you any good after you’re hanged.” “They don’t hang for stealin’ no more. Don't josh me!” “That's right. But they do for murder.” Barclay, unbuckled his blanket roll and brought out Skinner’s jacket: ‘‘And here’s the evidence that’ll do it. Don’t. you think you'd better tell me?” Carter stared at the powderburn scorched into the back of the jacket. Then he laughed. “So long’s you believe I know where the gold is you won't let me hang,’ he said cockily. “Right?” “Suit yourself, But remember I'll. see that you serve every hour of your sentence no matter whose boots you lick. and if you ith ¢ . left to! et out with enough sense . th the time of day, T’ll have a murder. chargewaiting forsyau. “Go to hell,” said Carter. I've said my last word — I don't know nothin’!”’ NOTES: d 5 d only been wound: . Romero Berea suk Heong He was t pot ak River, and stood trial with Big Dolph Newton and Car to terl hey were sentenced . ee “ hard labor pts Carter ultimately made a “ae * with Captain Jock Barclay ahd the Wells Fargo Sonne ca ( ousand douars, one ek was recovered for} the company and Carter was Tre SaaS leased, Under another name hel acquired farmland in California} (rumor said with the help of a! Wells Fargo bank loan) and be-. came a respected man, a leader in his community. Romero died in prison. Big Dolph broke under the strict discipline and became a good-. natured, inoffensive simpleton obsessed with the idea that somehow he had lost a fortune at Trinity Mountain. He served out his sentence in 1866. After that he wandered aim: lessly about the mining towns of the Shasta-Weaverville region. During the winters he eked out a living sweeping out saloons, and. in the summers he roamed in-vain over Trinity Mountain searching for his “lost” gold. It probably still lies there for someone, someday, to stumble on aecidentally. Cy Skinner and Rattlesnake Dick Barter, after escaping from Auburn, went their separate ways. Skinner robbed a house at’ Yuba City, was caught and sent: to the State prison. He again escaped in 1860 and fled to Mon‘tana Territory. ‘ . Barter went directly to San) \Francisco. There the Second Vig-' ilance Committee was in full) swing and Barter came under’ its scrutiny. A writer of that, period said: “He was arrested several times on suspicion, and finally ‘shown up’ with a number of others in the Plaza. “The Vig: jlance Committee.by spreading terror among evildoers. drove ‘Dick and his new-found allies out of the city and back into the acers.”’ catia’ Dicks -¢ ney found” allies were: Billy Dickson, Aleck Wright, Jim Driscoll and George Taylor. For ek they plagued the Mother Lode ‘country, in Nevada County . . pecially, ravaging under ad ‘protection of Marshal Hey . \Plumer. (More of that fp conor i

Ah ‘ se to Folsom ° . was daylight as Barcla and Carter rode slowly red FolSom. The bandit was still in handcuffs and ‘a reata was tied from them to the pommel of Barclay’s saddle. “Take a good look around, Carter. It'll be a long time before you see the outdoors again; that is, unless you fell me where the treasure’s hidden.” ‘Yd left. Trinity mountain when it was dug down. Ask Skinner or Mexican Frank,” he added sarcastically, “It’s the part you buried here, I want.” “IT don’t. know nothin’ about that. Skinner hid it.” “The gold won’t do you any good after you’re hanged.” “They don’t hang for stealin’ no more. Don't josh me!” “That's right. But they do for murder.” Barclay, unbuckled his blanket roll and brought out Skinner’s jacket: ‘‘And here’s the evidence that’ll do it. Don’t. you think you'd better tell me?” Carter stared at the powderburn scorched into the back of the jacket. Then he laughed. “So long’s you believe I know where the gold is you won't let me hang,’ he said cockily. “Right?” “Suit yourself, But remember I'll. see that you serve every hour of your sentence no matter whose boots you lick. and if you ith ¢ . left to! et out with enough sense . th the time of day, T’ll have a murder. chargewaiting forsyau. “Go to hell,” said Carter. I've said my last word — I don't know nothin’!”’ NOTES: d 5 d only been wound: . Romero Berea suk Heong He was t pot ak River, and stood trial with Big Dolph Newton and Car to terl hey were sentenced . ee “ hard labor pts Carter ultimately made a “ae * with Captain Jock Barclay ahd the Wells Fargo Sonne ca ( ousand douars, one ek was recovered

for} the company and Carter was Tre SaaS leased, Under another name hel acquired farmland in California} (rumor said with the help of a! Wells Fargo bank loan) and be-. came a respected man, a leader in his community. Romero died in prison. Big Dolph broke under the strict discipline and became a good-. natured, inoffensive simpleton obsessed with the idea that somehow he had lost a fortune at Trinity Mountain. He served out his sentence in 1866. After that he wandered aim: lessly about the mining towns of the Shasta-Weaverville region. During the winters he eked out a living sweeping out saloons, and. in the summers he roamed in-vain over Trinity Mountain searching for his “lost” gold. It probably still lies there for someone, someday, to stumble on aecidentally. Cy Skinner and Rattlesnake Dick Barter, after escaping from Auburn, went their separate ways. Skinner robbed a house at’ Yuba City, was caught and sent: to the State prison. He again escaped in 1860 and fled to Mon‘tana Territory. ‘ . Barter went directly to San) \Francisco. There the Second Vig-' ilance Committee was in full) swing and Barter came under’ its scrutiny. A writer of that, period said: “He was arrested several times on suspicion, and finally ‘shown up’ with a number of others in the Plaza.. “The Vig: jlance Committee..by spreading terror among evildoers.. drove ‘Dick and his new-found allies out of the city and back into the acers..”’ catia’ Dicks -¢ ney found” allies were: Billy Dickson, Aleck Wright, Jim Driscoll and George Taylor. For ek they plagued the Mother Lode ‘country, in Nevada County . . pecially, ravaging under ad ‘protection of Marshal Hey . \Plumer. (More of that fp conor i