In Carlinville, folks still talk about the legend of Angus Bailey. As the story goes, Angus was a loner, without a friend, who rode into town on a cold and windy night back in 1893. All he had on his mind was a big, juicy steak and the best whiskey money could buy. He quietly walked into a saloon at this very location and sat down to enjoy his meal when a fight broke out. Unfortunately, he was...