Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1867-08-10
The min..rerImbrOgllo.

occurred at the billiard and drining sa-
loon on Longworth street. near Vine,
In the Catholic Institute building, first
floor, an affray so startling In the DELHI
erateness with which a murderous in
tent was carried into effect-so full of
dramatic terrors-as to distinguish it
as Que of the most remarkable events
of the kind ever placed on record, for
this city at least. The parties in the
affair, the victim and his probable MUIR
derer, III. Norman and A. L. Bamford.
are quite well known to our amusement
gong citizens as members OF New
lcomb's minstrels, now permanently To-
Gated here, and performing at Woods
theatre. They are ''middle-men" In
the troupe, the one remarkable as a
splendid imitation in voice of sopra-
no, and the other as a first-class tenor
balladist.
They came to this country together
from England, and were Immediately
engaged by Mr.. Newcomb as ballad
singers They were regarded as init
mate personal friends, and We're such, in
fact. They slept togo ether, ate together,
drank together. sang together lived
together. About two weeks since,
however, a GOODNESS sprang up between
them. We learn that 1t grew ont of
affairs connected with their business
that Norman assumed certain degree
of superiority over Bamford, accused
him of putting him out" in their
duets, and abused him grossly In
words; that Bamford occasionally re-
turned abuse for abuse, and that on
several occasions they came very near
to actual fighting. On various occa-
sions, recently, they have had alterca-
tons of this kind in this same saloon,
which seems TO have been their fayorite
resort. They met here again yesterday
afternoon, and renewed, again. their
wordy quarrel Norman accused Bam-
ford of spelling his song. Bamford
strongly denied the charge. Oaths and
indecent epithets were exchanged, nm.
TIL Norman arrived at a terrible con
dition OF fury, and used toward Bam-
ford combination of epithets entire
ly too basphemous and Indecent to
produce in print, aud even laid violent
hands upon him.
BamfOrd did not attempt to retaliate
immediately, but in the course of
few minutes he slipped out, leaving
Norman playing game of billiards at
the table IN the southwest corner of the
room, with one of the bar keepers. hnr-
ried around to the saloon No. 90 West
Sixth street, and borrowed of an ac-
quaintdnce there small sized, four
barreled Sharp's pistol, with revolving
| hammer.
Armed with this weapon. and with
bosom full Of Tevengeful vindictiveness
the fieTceness of which can be estimat-
cd by the terrible result, Bamford re-
turned to the saloon. The fury chat
vas in his heart burning SO iercely,
cleaned out through hls eyes as he
rushed back to the saloon, walked up
| 10 the table, aud demanded of Norman
an immediate retractiOn of his abusive
| language. Norman was leaning over
| the east end of the billiard table, facing
| the bar, when the demand was made.
and he looked up at Bamford with an
earnest iuquiriDg glance rs if to study
his degree of determination, and then
he said he had nothing to take back
Bamford stood facing Norman, with
his back to the bar, near to the table,
and with nearly its length between
them. He had said to "a friend whom
he had met on the street, as ho was
coming back, that he was about to kill
Norman. tt seems chat he meant what
he said. When Norman refused TO re-
tract he drew his pistol. A stranger
standing in the saloon, hearing the
| words, and seeing the gistol drawn-as
did the bar-keeper- walked out and
turned the corner, because he knew
that blood was about to be shed. and
a ,,k, II Ef, -
When Bamford drew his pistol. he
cooked it and aimed it at Norman's
breast. He took very deliberate aim
as he said
Take it back. I'll give it to you if
you don't take it back by the time
count three. One-two- three
With the ''three" came the sharp re-
port of pistol. and the small ball
went straight into Norman's body,
above and to the left of the naval. He
had refused to retract and suffered the
consequence.
The victim threw mp bis hands, aud
with yell of fright and paiu-with
| the words, 90 God I'm killed T. sank
bank into the arms of the bar keeper,
within streamof blood spouting out from
his wound.
Bamford left the room, walked back to
the saloon on Sixth street. returned the
pistol, proceeded to the Ninth street
station aud surrendered himself there,
Norman was taKen, by some of his
friends, in a carriage, 10 the Lock St
hospital, where the Sisters proceeded
to bestow upon him every possible at
tentiOn.
Mr.. Mussey was called in to attend
him, and found him bleeding profusely,
inwardly. Ii was not deemed safe TO
probe the wound. He was still alive
at midnight, but was suffering in
tensely, with scarcely any prospect of
recovering. 1t was feared, in fact, that
he could not live through the night.
Upon reaching the hospital last even
ing, Norman made statement to one
of his friends, that Bamford shot him,
but did not, he believed, intend to
kill him, and that he (Norman) thought
that ''BamtOrd was mot all right in
his upper story"
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