Texas boy, as was Tom Hill.
Bowdre had a little ranch on the Rio Ruidoso, twenty miles or so from
Lincoln; but few of these restless characters did much farming. It was
easier to steal cattle, and to eat beef free if one were hungry. Bowdre
joined Billy the Kid's gang and turned outlaw for a trade. It was all
over with his chances of settling down after that. He was a man who
liked to talk of what he could do, and a very steady practicer with the
six-shooter, with which weapon he was a good shot, or just good enough
to get himself killed by sheriff Pat Garrett.

Frank Baker, murdered by his former friend, Billy the Kid, at Agua
Negra, near the Capitans, was part Cherokee in blood, a well-spoken and
pleasant man and a good cow hand. He was drawn into this fighting
through his work for Chisum as a hired man. Baker was said to be
connected with a good family in Virginia, who looked up the facts of his
death.

Billy Morton, killed with Baker by the Kid, was a similar instance of a
young man loving the saddle and six-shooter and finally getting tangled
up with matters outside his proper sphere as a cow hand. He had often
ridden with the Kid on the cow range. He was said to have been with the
posse that killed Tunstall.

Hendry Brown was a crack gun fighter, whose services were valued in the
posse fighting. He went to Kansas and long served as marshal of
Caldwell. He could not stand it to be good, and was killed after robbing
the bank and killing the cashier.

Johnny Hurley was a brave young man, as brave as a lion. Hurley was
acting as deputy for sheriff John Poe, together with Jim Brent, when the
desperado Arragon was holed up in an adobe and refused to surrender. The
Mexican shot Hurley as he carelessly crossed an open space directly in
front of the door. Hurley was brown-haired and blue-eyed; a very
pleasant fellow.

Andy Boyle, one of the rough and ruthless sort of warriors, was an
ex-British soldier, a drunkard, and a good deal of a ruffian. He drank
himself to death after a decidedly mixed record.

John McKinney had a certain fame from the fact that in the fight at the
McSween house the Kid shot off half his mustache for him at close range,
when the latter broke out of cover and ran.

The tough buffalo hunter, Bill Campbell, who figured largely in bloody
deeds in New Mexico, was arrested, but escaped from Fort Stanton, and
was never heard from afterward. He came from Texas, but little is known
of him. His nam