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Alzada Slim

Location:

* Bremerton * Washington *
* United States of America *

Age:

Homepage:

http://pistoleros.pscnet.net/

Real life Occupation:

Clockmaker

Clubs:

Poulsbo Sportsman Club

Organizations:

Nra Life; NMLRA Life; SASS Regulator SASS Life 7617 , Poulbo Pistoleros, WAC, Stray Goose Int.

Recent News About Me:

My Chosen Alias (The story behind and how I picked it):

Alzada Slim
One of the many places I lived while growing up, was the little town of Alzada, Montana. It is about half way between Miles City, Montana and Rapid City, South Dakota. Anyone traveling between the two cities had to pass up the valley where Alzada is located. When I lived there, there was an abandoned bar/hotel just like you see in the old western movies. Inside there were still a few tables and chairs scattered around, a long bar down one side, with the long mirror behind it, a stair case to a second floor, with a balcony and three or four rooms off of it. There was even a little stage at one end of the main room.
Remembering that place gave me to the idea for my alias. The rest are the real life facts of my great-grandfather.

I was born in Wayne County, MO in 1837, and was the second of five children, Pa being a farmer. Not wanting to stay and work on a farm I couldn’t inherit, I went to St. Louis in 1852 to learn the miller's trade. I worked in the grain mills in different parts of the State until 1857. That year Gen. Albert Sidney Johnston was recruiting for adventures in the west. I signed on as a Government teamster. I drove wagon loads of supplies to Fort Kearney, Nebraska and to Fort Leavenworth, Kansas. Then we headed on to Fort Bridger, Wyoming Terr., Before reaching Fort Bridger our wagon train was attacked by about 300 hostiles. Two of the train boys were killed in these attacks. It was now very late in the year and we ran into some very severe storms and by the time we finally reached Fort Bridger, half of the cattle and stock had died in the winter blizzards. We were brought up on charges of miss appropriating government equipment when we had broken open boxes of guns and ammo to fight off the hostiles. It was not to long after arriving at the Fort, we were told of the President appointing a Governor to Utah and of the growing danger from the Mormon raiders in opposition. The Army was ordered to march in to Utah and insure the new Governor was safely in office. A number of us were told that if we were to form a battalion of volunteers and go with the Army, all charges would be dropped. I helped raise Company B, of the Utah Volunteer Battalion, and was elected Captain by the Company; however, because of my inexperience I did not want the responsibilities of Captain, but instead accepted the position of First Lieutenant. After about 11 months' of campaigning in Utah, our Company returned to Fort Leavenworth and I was mustered out. I then returned to Missouri to visit my family on the farm and then went on to St. Louis, where I again worked in the steel mills until 1859. When the gold was found in the Rocky Mountains, I traveled back to find my riches. After staking several claims with out much luck, I traveled to Breckenridge, Colo., where I was elected sheriff of Summit County. In 1861, through the influence of Gen. Sidney Johnston and Col. Bernard E. Bee, which I had served under in Utah, I received a Commission as a major in the Confederate Army, with orders to report to Col. Loring, in Texas. Instead on Aug. 30, 1862, in Georgetown, Colo., I volunteered in Company A, Third Colorado Infantry, United States Army. I was enlisted as a private, and was promoted to Ist Sgt. on 21 Sept, 62. I was discharged and re-enrolled as First Lieutenant on 8 Dec. 62. I served with Co. A 3rd Colo. Infantry Vol. and in Co. H 2nd Colo. Cavalry and I was discharged at Fort Leavenworth on 23 Sept 65 with the rank of Captain. After leaving the army I again visited my family on the farm in Missouri and then wandered up into Montana. I stacked a claim to land in the South East corner of that state (now known as Alzada) because that is where the cattle drives from Texas for the Army had to pass on their way to Miles City for the new gold rush. I own the only bar within 200 miles, and I elected myself mayor, sheriff, judge, stable master, Indian Agent, public orator and of course undertaker. I have a contract with the US Army to furnish them horses. I hope to get a contract soon with the proposed stage lines to supply their remounts too. I have not had any trouble with the local Indians, but once a month a few of the rowdy soldiers from Fort Keogh, near Miles City come down to have a few drinks, even though it exceeds the distance they are allowed travel away from the fort.@

My current guns & gear:

Pair Ruger Vaquero Bisely .45
Rossi 1892 .45
Century eared double 12 ga

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