The Shasta courier., 1866-10-27
Highway Robbery.

IN "Wednesday evening of last week
series of highway robberies were eom'n'u,'' ~
IN the Sacramento river road to freka. lne
first was at Allen Station, where lone uer-
man resides. About o'clock P. M OF tna'
dow tho bouse was entered from front ana
rear-a man entering from each door WIZ"
shot gun. leveled upon the single inna'e
Tbav ordered him to PROSTATE himself upon
.ho aoor face downward, which beng done'
.hou tod his arms behind him, and then
ordered him outside, where an lndian took
him in charge, while the two white men
.robed the house for valuables. Not lind
;np anything worth having, they had the
nr;soner brought in, and after little gentle
nersuasion the poor fellow pointed them to
his store of gold, buried under the bed,
consisting of fifteen dollars in coin. The
moor devil was then marched down into
pulcb some two hundred yards from the
road. and there placed astride of log and
his feet tied under it. After enjoining him
to silence for the night, and threatening him
with sure death if he made a noise until the
next morning, the robbers left, first kindly
placing piece of bread on the log for the
sustenance of the prisoner,-but just out OF
his reach-a piece of kindness for which the
prisoner is duly grateful.
Leaving the Teuton to enjoy himself as
best he might, the party proceeded up the
river two miles, to Jack Connors' Station
Here they commenced operations by propos-
ing to buy horse of Jack, and spent some
time in bantering about the price of the
animal, which they finally concluded to take,
and asked Jack to feed him, as we'll as the
horses they brought with them. While Jack
was turning the barley into manger. one OF
the villains attacked him, trying to throw
him down, but Jack made fight, and shouted
for help The only one there to render any
assistance was poor sick man, hardly able
to walk, called " Count" Count rushed out
to see what was wanted, when he found
himself confronted by double barreled shot
gun in the hands of the Indian, who coolly
told him to 20 back. The Count did so. The
tussle continued between Jack and his two
opponents with about even chances, when a
dog that had been laying around for day or
two rushed in and at first attacked the
robbers, but they kicking him off, he fasten-
ed upon jack leg, about mid way between
the knee and ankle, and there held until the
attacking party succeeded in knocking him
down with their revolvers and tying him.
The rascals then entered the house and made
the Count walk up stairs and hand over $50
25 in coin, all the poor fellow had, and then
tied him. From Jack they took S35 cash.
seven or eight pairs of blankets, two double
barreled shot guns, two revolvers-one a
Colts, navy size, the other small sized new
patent,-a gold watch, the horse they had
bargained for, saddle. bride, etc.
The party after finishing this job, went on
up the river, arriving at Gibson's, near
Portuguese Flat, in the night, where they
quietly entered the blacksmith shop, took all
the shoeing tools, hand hammer weighing
four pounds, lot of horse shoes, nails, etc.,
and then proceeded on up the river, passing
Bailey's house in the morning before the
inmates were up, and came to halt just
above. The two whites returned to the house
for breakfast They were pretty tipsy and
talkative. They said they were out to make
raise; showed their money, and asked
Bailey if he knew where they could get fresh
horses, as those they had were giving out.
No tidngs has been had of the robbers
since they left Bailey's, and it is supposed
they have travelled for the genial society of
Idaho. One of them is we'll known on the
road where he has been operating. He has
done some work on the road, and for parties
along it. He is described to us as man
about 80 years of age, 5 feet 10 inches in
height, auburn hair, light complexion,
smooth, thin face, eyes set close together and
weighs about 135 pounds. He is known
there as Dave Brown, and claims to have
been born in New York. The other white
man is more of a stranger, calls himself
Thompson, is about 5 IL. little stoop
shouldered, dark complexion, very long black
hair. and weighs $50 pounds. The Indian,
his companions say, is Blackfoot, and came
from the head waters of the Missouri. Our
informant thinks him Modoc. He is about
90 years old, S feet 9, weighs about $50
pounds, and speaks English well. The pop
ulation along the river, where these depreda-
tions were committed, is very sparse, hence
the robbers were not pursued.
U. S. SURVEY TO BE ExTENDED.-Our citi