respect. He called upon them to surrender,
and then, with a deadly fusilade still going
on, walked towards the nearest of the gang,
Alex Hare. Hare advanced towards the
Constable, a hunting knife in one hand, a
revolver in the other. The courageous Con-
stable grasped the young desperado by the
shoulder. They grappled. Hare struck re-
peatedly with the knife. Down went Ussher,
Hare astride him. Again and again Hare
used the deadly knife, fiendishly slashing the
Constable in the face. Allan McLean was
heard to shout “Kill the ————.” Archie,
the youngest of the gang, darted out from
the shelter of a tree, revolver in hand. Hold-
ing it within eighteen inches of Ussher’s
head, he fired. The brave Constable’s feet
jerked convulsively . . . then he was still.

Other members of the police party were
trying to assist. John McLeod, although
hampered by the wound in his face, blasted
at the outlaws with his shotgun until he was
hit again, this time in the leg. His horse was
hit in three places. As Allan McLean was
loading his gun, Palmer rode in and fired
at him but missed. Shumway was unarmed,
and could only take cover.

After the exchange of about thirty shots,
the posse, beaten off, rode back into Kam-
loops for help.

The townspeople were horrified to hear
of the fate of Constable Ussher, and swore
vengeance. Hastily horses, arms and am-
munition were collected and a large body
of horsemen galloped out of town to catch
up with the McLeans. Arriving at the out-
law’s camp just after dark they found a scene
of confusion. The camp fire still burned and
the body of Ussher lay frozen stiff. The
outlaws had stripped off his coat, boots and
gloves.

In the meantime the McLeans were busy.

About seven miles away from the scene
of Ussher’s murder lived one Tom Trapp,
and about noon of the fateful day Trapp saw
four horsemen ride up. He recognized the
McLeans, but of course had no knowledge
of their murderous conduct.

“What do you fellows want?” said Trapp.

Charlie and Archie cocked their weapons
and said they wanted firearms and ammu-
nition.

Eyeing the muzzles of two weapons,
Trapp told them to go into the house and
take what they required.

Allan McLean and Hare dismounted and
went into the house, and Trapp saw a pair
of handcuffs dangling from the former's
hand. Then he noticed they had blood on
them. Apprehensive, he sighted bloodstains
on another of the boys.

“You've got blood on you,” he said to
one of them.

“Yes, Ussher’s blood. We killed him,”
said Allan. Charlie brandished a knife and
boastfully told of the murder, saying he
would kill anyone who came after him.

The boys seemed carried away with their
murderous exploit, and Hare and Allan
McLean openly debated whether they would
shoot Trapp there and then. Hare offered
Trapp a fifty cent piece, saying it came out

SUMMER EDITION

of Ussher’s pocket. Horrified, Trapp refused
to touch the money, and it lay on the table
until Allan McLean pocketed it.

As they left they said “You'll be the last
man we'll kill.”

Trapp told them they couldn't get away
with it. “You'd better surrender or leave the
country,” he yelled after them as they rode
off.

South on the wagon trail rode the out-
laws. In the evening they stopped at another
homestead. A man named Roberts was pig-
killing and he had a large fire burning. He
heard the horses, and when he looked up it
was to see four boastful young horsemen
around him. He noticed they swung their
rifles down, and civilly he said “Good eve-
ning, it’s a cold night.”

“It sure is,” answered Charlie, “and a
hell of a lot of colder nights coming.”

To which the youngest one added “and
a damn sight hotter times, too!”

Allan and Archie dismounted and ap-
proached the fire. Each jerked a revolver

Allan McLean
—Photo, Archives of B. C.

from its holster, and they enquired for a
man named Johnson. Apparently they had
some score they wanted to settle with him.

“He’s on his own place,” said Roberts.

Then they enquired where Canda was.
Canda was a local Indian, noted for his
bravery. It was said that on one occasion
he had faced three bears. The gang brought
this up and Allan said: “This'll be the last
night he'll have to face three bears,” and,
added Archie, “he'll have to face four boys
—I'm only fifteen but you bet your life Pm
brave.”

They then told Roberts they had killed
Constable Ussher.

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