Right you are, Cheyenne.
Great to see you here in the historical arena. Was beginning to think I was going to have to provide another hint. Haven't seen you (in person) in quite a while. Hope all is well with you and your family.
For those who aren't familiar with Dallas (the lawman, not the city), the following is an account of his last use of ANY handgun. This account is from the book Guns and the Gunfighters, which I've addressed in another post in this forum.
"Fortifying himself with a last shot of Whiskey, Stoudenmire walked to the Manning's saloon. There he and Felix Manning got into a violent argument. Words turned into frantic action from which there would be no second place winner.
"The two enemies faced each other, then in one insane moment each drew his gun. Felix was quicker, his .45 Colt clearing leather first. The revolver bucked in Manning's hand, its slug hitting Stoudenmire in the left arm, entering his chest. Dallas' nickle-plated revolver was partially drawn and went spinning across the barroom floor. Once again the Colt fired, the bullet knocking the cursing, bleeding lawman into the street. The bullet was absorbed by a thick layer of papers and a tintype photo carried by Stoudenmire in his breast pocket.
"Getting to his feet, the marshal tortuously managed to draw his "belly gun" (the cut-down 1860 Colt Army converted to .44 cartridge I mentioned previously - Hamp) and shot Felix in the right hand. His .45 dropping in the dust, Manning whipped off his hat and rushed the lawman, beating Dallas in the face. Throwing his arms around the big man, Felix defensively pinned Stoudenmire's arms to his side.
"Jim Manning rushed up. Pulling his triggerless, sawed-off Colt .45, he thumbed a shot at the marshal, which missed, the slug shattering a nearby barber pole. He fired again, this time eight feet away from the men locked in their dance macabre. The bullet struck Stoudenmire in back of the left ear. With a mighty groan the lawman collapsed to the street. The feud was over."
I've been to the Concordia Cemetery in El Paso, where there is a sign posted recalling another of Stoudenmire's shootouts, one in which he killed three men in ten seconds (using his two S & W .44 Americans). That cemetery also lists occupants such as John Wesley Hardin, and Martin Mroz (husband of Beulah Mroz, who was the indirect cause of Hardin's death)
Hamp