Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1872-01-11

tors Fisher and Trifeer, both of whom
reside in the hotel, were the first physi-
clans who entered. Before they began
an examination, and while Col Fisk
was sitting upon the sofa, officer Nc
gladden. took Stokes into the room. The
Col. looked at him steadily, and raising
his wounded arm said q:
THAT is the man who shot me-"
Stokes made no reply. He was pale
and emotionless. He did not look Col.
Fisk in the eye. The officer instantly
faced him about and conducted him to
the police station. Col. Fisk was then
undressed and conducted through a
double door on the left to his bed room
While he was being undresssed some
friend removed the immense diamond
from the shirt front A few moments
afterwards the Colonel missed the dia-
mond and said:
"Where is my diamond? Who has
got it ?"
''It is in the hands of Mrs."
replied one of the doctors.
Very well, " replied Fisk, then it is
safe. d."
After Stokes was led out the room
was cleared and the physicians began to
examine the CO1Onels wounds. The in
jury to the arm was merely flesh wound,
but the first shot had apparently been
deadly one. The ball had entered Fisk's
chest, about four inches above and two
inches to the right Of the navel. 1t had
taken a downward course. Colonel
Fisk did not complain of pain, and was
cool and collected. He talked hopeful
ly, and made no reference to his muir
der. DR.. James R. Wood, accompanied
by physician of no account, entered
the room few minutes later. DR.. Wood
drew probe from a case of instruments.
Colonel" said he, eve are about to
probe the wound
'All right" responded the Colonel,
go right ahead.
The tiny probe sank into the wound.
The Colonel did not finch, but as it
went deeper he began to complain of
pain The bullet was found to have
taken a course inward, downward and
to the left, penetrating the tissues of the
abdomen. The wound was probed to
the depth Of five inches, but the bullet
could not be found. The physicians
then held a consultation, and decided to
make no further search. They were
unanimously of opinion that the COlonel's
situation was most critical, and that he
could not recover 1t was hoped, how
ever, that, as the Colonel was very fat,
the intestines might have escaped fatal
injury. AS the Colonel had recently
suffered from a bilious attack and used
cathartics to good effect, it was thought
that he might stand a better chance for
life than would another man in his
position.
About half past five the Colonel's
colored servant entered the room.
"What is the matter, Colonel?' he
asked.
Col Fisk-I have been shot, but I
thinl, there is a good chance for my
life, and I hope it won't amount to
much.
Mrs. Morse and her two daughters, on
whom Col. Fisk was about to call when
Stokes shot him, entered the room.
They did everything in their power to
sOothe his sufferings. Before o'clock
the Hon. VIM. NJ. Tweed, who had
heard Of the shooting while at the
Metropolitan Hotel. entered Col. Fiak's
bedroom. The Colonel smiled as Mr..
Tweed spoke to him.
''Well, William. said he. you have
had great many false friends in your
troubles, but have always stood by you,
and I'm afraid that you're going to lose
another friend"
Mr.. Tweed--What makes you think
so? Are you in pain, Colonel?
Col. Fisk-When you were a boy, did
you ever run away from school and fill
yourself with green apples? / feel just
as | used to feel when l filled myself
with green apples. I've got the belly
ache.
Mr.. Twecd-CoIoncI. hadn't you bet
ter send for Mr.. Conner MIR. Fisk's pri-
vate secretary to take charge of asy
private papers that YOU may have in your
pockets
Col Fisk-No, I have no private pa
pcrs with me. They are all public
papers, and I don't care who sees
them.
1t is proper to add here that fifteen one
hundred dollar bills We're found in Col
oncl FiSll's pockets