The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1855-05-30
The murderer OF Poole.

Poole, whose arrest to Sea was communica-
ted by telegraph some days ago, seems tc
have occasioDed a great stir at New York
Thousands Of people turned out to see him,
and lined the streets along which be was
conveyed to prison. He is described as be.
ing very stout, 5 feet nine inches high,
weighing 200 pounds, with great muscle
and breadth of shoulder. He has already
. already been indicted, and will not have to
undergo further preliminary examination.
He takes his imprisonment hard, detected,
and PAGES his cell necessarily. His friends
have provided meals for him TO be sent from
restaurant, have secured able counsel, and
will do all they can to get him out Of the
meshes of the law. The defence will be
that he killed Poole Sc defeadendo. On the
otl er hand, the "Poole Association" is do
ing all it can to bave him convicted. Baker
gives the following account of the row which
ended so fatally:-Union.
"The circumstances connected with my
going 10 Stanwlx Hall. he said, was purely
accidental; there was M preconcerted plan
laid what we were to do when we got there.
and do not think that any of the rest of
the party went there for row;ii they did
it was unknown to me, and l think l should
have .kaown it If they had.
Turner fred but once, and then he shot
himself in tie arm. His friends then took
him out Of the front door When they were
out, and alone, Lozies, who was standing
neaf Poole, came towards me and said,
"You are one of the numbering sons of bitch.
es-you, you, you,' and made pass at me,
and struck me on the side of the face.
tarnd quick around, when Poole made
stroke at me with his pistol or hand, but
did not touch me. Ny back was towards
Cy Shay and Cy Harris. One or hoth-I
cannot say which--cau aught hold OF the COL
lar of my coat and jerkcd me backwards,
and fell on my back to the floor. Both of
my hands flew up above my head my pit
tol in nv right hand. Poole fred twice,
and think he fred once through his pam
falcons pocket. Poole shct me, and as l
fell l received the shot in my side and on
the top Of my head both at the same time.
simultaneously, one was as quick as the
other; and then Poole jumped on me and
said, II will take you now, you son Of a
bitchl' aud changed his pistol, which was
in his right hand, to his left, and commenc
ed to gouge my eyes; he got his fnsuers
into my mouth and lscerated It.
fred my pistol f,ur times; ! think ! shot
l. zier; shot Poole in the knee; ITGrner did
no; shoot him that know; Turner fred but
cnce, and then shot himself, aud when
Poole lay on my back in the breast he re-
axed his hold and lell over on my lett side;
turned on my right side and got up and
made for the door; Archie. SAID, you son
of bitch, what are you doing" caught
hold Of me by the back of my coat jerked
away, he tore i'll got outinto the street and
hallooed for Turner; he then was near do wn
to Prince street; Turner fired his pistol and
ran down and across the street into Pete
Barlow's with my hand up to my head: l
did not know how bad it was wounded;
asked for car; Barlow appeared to be
frightened, and said he had none.
They took me out and put me into a coach
with Turner, Paudene and Van Pelt; the
coach drove down to Johnny Lyng's, and
we all went in: none cf them knew that
Poole was shot until l told them; they knew
nothing about it until told them the Doc.
tor came and probed my wound, but could
find no ball; | told the Doctor to at
tend on Tuners arm. as he was the most
injured man; when the Doctor went to at
tead on Turner. got up and left the room;
the Doctor did not see me go.
do not wish to bring any one int, diff
fculty on my account; | was concealed un-
I'LL the brig sailed; we left on Friday. and
anchored in the Horseshoe until Saturday
following, when we weighed anchor and
went to sea; the captain Of the brig did not
know anything about me,
B.ker's conduct while in the bark, on his
passage to New York, has bsen every way
commendable wishing for the speedy ter
mnation of the voyage. and conversation
with his friends. lie was at times quite
talkitiye, and then at other times despopd-
ing. having little or no conversation with
anybody. lie was a shrewl and close OBJ
server If men and manners, and il CONVEX
s,tion displayed considerable tact and tal.
ent."
GaowrH or NEBRASKA The Nebraskian
speaks thus encourayingly Of the growth
and prospect y ofthe Territory:
"'The tide Of emigration is already begin.
ming to pour into our Territory. At various
points We hear ofnew arrivals daily. Here
at Omaha, buildings are goiagup with as
tonishing rapiday all over the city. Al
Brownsville. Nebraska city. Belov Q. Fou.
tenele and d.. Sofa, the work Of i'm prove.