Found in Menard
In the summer of 1891, an old veteran miner of some 60 years experience found in Menard County a mine that is supposed to have been worked by the Spaniards. The mine is in the bluff of Las Moras Creek on the east side and some three miles from where the stream empties into the San Saba River.
The mineral is a clay formation of different colors, but principally in a red. Yellow and pink can be seen in the mine, which is a tunnel running on a level from the mouth and at different angles. This tunnel is about 240 feet wide by 6 to 15 feet deep, principally thru this clay formation. The top of this tunnel is black dirt that sems to have been wet, in time, and dried which makes a hard stuff like adobe. Under this is a layer of pulverized stuff darker in color, about 6 inches thick. The tunnel is a two story affair, the best mineral being found in the lower compartment. This mineral can be plainly seen with the naked eye. The ore is found in immense quantities and thought to be very nice.
The Two T.B.s
Debate Calf Worship
The two T.B.s, Thaxton and Hart, visited Cherokee last Friday and Saturday. They say that we people over here may fall down and worship the golden calf, but as for them, they intend to worship at the shrine of the red Durham and bald-faced Hereford Calves
T.B. Hart visited the Llano metalliferous hills and went home with a sack full of fine gold and silver ores. He says that he will return later with his pick and a shovel.
He says Tom may worship a red Durham and a bald-faced Hereford, yet, he thinks there is gold under this ground over here. Says Tom is interested too because he heard him talking in his sleepheard him say Four dollars and a half a ton right at the surface.
Turkey Eating Frogs On Wallace
Wallace Creek in the early days of San Saba County was a bold running stream, as clear as crystal, and filled with all kinds of fish. Its valleys are very fertile, and many fine farms are now in cultivation. There used to be a big spring at the head of the Creek and the Indians were in the habit of camping near it when on their hunting expeditions. Twas there a treaty was once made with them by whites. To make the treaty binding a big flat rock was placed in the ground with the name of the tribe and date of the treaty carved on it.
When gathered there, in order to make that treaty, the Indians would ride off in a southeasterly direction and be gone three or four hours and return with some kind of metal that they had melted and molded into bullets. It was said to be silver. J.S. Williams, one of the early settlers and one of the fathers of San Saba, told this scribe about it more that thirty yeas ago and we spent two days trying to find the place where they found the metal. We believe it will be found sometime and this county will be noted for its rich gold and silver mines.
Last week while visiting T.B. Thaxton at his fine farm and ranch in Wallace, we noticed that the water only stood in holes along the stream. We herd while there a remarkable tale concerning the big frogs that occupy the water holes. Frank Comar, who has a home in the valley, heard a disturbance near the water where a flock of turkeys were making a terrible noise about something. Mr. Comar went down there and found that one of the big frogs from the pond had gone out to the bank and caught a young turkey and had it about half swallowed. He tried to kill the frog but couldnt. Mr. Joe Campbell, son of G.W. Campbell, then and there declared war against the frogs, as he loves chickens himself. He has since killed three of the big web foot turkey thieves.
--Frontier, Anon. writer for the San Saba News
Honest Charley Goes to Jail
Charley Gartage, better known as Honest Charley had a series of unfortunate experiences Friday night of last week. He is a freighter and came from Goldthwaite that day. When he reached the Odd Fellows Cemetery his favorite horse, Roan, fell dead in the road. This is supposed to have set Charley wild and he took to drink to drown his sorrows. He came to town and told several that his best friend was dead and that he intended to kill himself.
After 9 oclock he went to the home of Jeff Estep and said he had killed his best friend and intended to kill him [Mr. Estep] but Mr. Estep refused to place himself in a position to be killed. Charley started to the home of J.H. Beveridge and wanted to kill Mr. Beveridge, but Mr. Beveridges family prevailed him not to go out.
He then returned to his quarters between the jail and J.D. Esteps store, and set up the most pitiful wails for God to take his life. A crowd gathered about his quarters to see him and hear him, and Sheriff Neal also arrived on the scene and stationed himself in a place convenient to capture him if he lighted a lamp, but Chas. Seeing someone in his yard came out with his double barrel shot gun heavily loaded with buckshot. When Mr. Neal saw him come out he asked him to hold, but instead of holding up he cocked his gun and threw it down. Neal called to him dont do that and as he called Charley shot, the load taking effect in a tree near Mr. Neal. Neal then shot a Winchester at him. Charley then shot again at Neal but missed. Neal shot twice in return and one shot took effect in the flesh part of Charleys lower right arm. Charley dropped his gun and Neal stopped shooting.
Charley was placed in jail and Saturday he was put under a $500 [bond] to await the action of the Grand Jury.
Grand Excursion to
The Austin and Northwestern Rail Road will sell round trip tickets on June 4, 5 and 6th from Llano to Austin, good to return when the witnesses in the Ford and Trowbridge cases are dismissed at the following rates:
For 150 or more $3. and for a less number $4. each. This will give the people of San Saba County a rare opportunity to visit Austin. See our grand capital, lake and dam and the 150 ft. electric towers, etc., and will probably be the last opportunity in a long time.
From the Editor
The news has been receiving some pretty severe criticisms of late on articles it has published. If the men from whom we get our news items were perfect we, perhaps, would not make so many mistakes. If those who do know the truth about an event or an incident that is almost sure to get in the paper would come up like men and tell us the whole truth before the paper is published it is probable that the white would not appear so black. It depends, though, entirely on whose ox is gored, how the thing sounds or looks in print, and, of course, after it is printed it is too late for anything but kicking. If, though, we do an injury to anyone by any report we will gladly publish any correction we may make.