\ —— A typical miner’s stopping place during the sixties Helm indulged himself with gamb- ling, women and liquor for the next two or three months. That is, until his money was gone. It was probably someone's else’s money anyway. He Turns to Horse Stealing Now that he was broke, Helm turned his hand to horse stealing and he joined the Johnson-Harrison gang. In those days, like the Pony Express, the Overland mail had it’s stopping points strung across the country at regular intervals, through desert and sage brush, and mountain passes. At Lillooet Cartage Co. Ltd. GENERAL TRANSPORTATION Lillooet Garage _Lillooet-Lytton Stages IMPERIAL OIL AGENTS LILLOOET B.C. CLUB CAFE Steaks - Lunches - Sea Foods Soda Fountain PETE SIM, Owner LILLOOET J. S. DUNCAN LTD. BUILDERS’ SUPPLIES Plywoods - Rocfing - Insulation - Cement Builders’ Hardware - Plumbing Supplies Phone 29R2 LILLCOET B.C. BRETT’S (Lillooet) LTD. GENERAL MOTORS Sales and Service GENERAL HARDWARE * Phone 8 LILLOOET, B.C. Page Twenty-two each post there was a corral holding spare horses. It was an easy thing to catch the company’s men off guard and steal the horses, and two or three bands were run off in this fashion, driven into California and _ sold. Sometimes, in even bolder fashion, they stole the horses of the U.S. Army’s quartermaster corps. Although the exact location is not now known, it was about this time (1861) that Helm shot two horse herders who were protecting U.S. Army horses. A little later Helm was in a saloon in Lodi, Utah, when a soldier standing at the bar recognized him. Before he could reach his army weapon the out- law had beaten him to the draw, and the soldier, shot through the head, slumped to the floor. Helm cowed the rest of the patrons with his smoking weapon as he ducked slowly out to his horse. He disappeared from Lodi and southern Utah. Next he turned up in Los Angeles; a sleepy little town, still more Spanish than American, with a population of about five thousand. Here Boone Helm robbed a storekeeper named Horne, and disappeared again. A short appearance in San Francisco, and then he returned to The Dalles on the Columbia River. By this time the Fraser River gold rush was making all eyes turn north to British Columbia. Miners from California were arriving by thousands in the new territory, and those who could not come by ship to Vancouver Island, traveled on foot and on horse through western Oregon and Wash- ington. HOTEL LILLOOET FULLY MODERN LICENSED PREMISES Owned and Operated by Lillocet Ho'els Lid. LILLOOET B.C. Preyed on Fraser River Goldminers There is no record of how many lone gold seekers were held up or murdered by Boone Helm and those like him, but it is known that many disappeared before they reached the Fraser River. There is a record of Boone Helm working this territory (southern Oregon) about this time as the following story reveals: N. P. Langford, a prominent west- erner and historian, was standing in a hotel lobby in Salt Lake City in 1872, talking to a group of men. Langford, by the way, had been in the crowd at Virginia City on the morning of Helm’s execution. The outlaw’s name came up in conversation and a stranger passing by overhearing the outlaw’s name stopped and joined the group. He told the party a curious story. About 1861, the stranger said, he was living alone in southern Oregon where he had taken up a homestead. He was running a few cattle on the rich rangeland, when one day a stranger appeared out of a nearby patch of brush. He was half naked and starving. After the rancher had fed him the stranger said his name was Boone Helm. He said he was the only survivor of a group that had taken a boat from Portland to San Francisco and been wrecked on the southern Oregon coast. He had made his way inland, living on berries, try- ing to strike the “California Trail.” After Helm had rested a few days he got boastful and spoke of his gun battles and the men he had killed. He stayed about a month with the rancher, and when he left he was pro- vided with clothing and footwear. A few weeks elapsed after the outlaw’s departure. Then one day the rancher was startled to hear the sound of a galloping horse rapidly approaching. A young woman rode up to the shack, and when she got off her horse she breathlessly told the rancher she had ridden from the nearest town where she had a room in the hotel. One night she awoke and heard through the thin board walls two men, ap- parently in the next room, planning the murder and robbery of a lone rancher. One of the men was ad- dressed as “Boone” and from the con- versation she felt the homesteader was the intended victim, and so she had come to warn him. The young woman refused to give her name but the rancher thanked her and she promptly rode off. A few days later Boone Helm rode up to the homesteader’s place, accom- panied by two other men. When he dismounted, he told the homesteader that he was going on a dangerous trip and needed some firearms. He wanted to know if he could borrow the rancher’s guns. The rancher eyed him coldly and answered by drawine his THE SHOULDER STRAP