The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1875-09-16
THE "CoD" AT ST. LOUIS.
THE WINNEBAGo AFFAIR OF HoNoF
ECITPSED

| 1LEMENI Ot THEIR TROUBLES.
The st. Louis Sunday Republican reports
that among the police court practioners is
lawyer named Julius Mincke, the ecen-
tricities of whose intellect have hitherto al
| forded one two very neat
items for the press. Probably the
most notable of Mr.. Mincke's
credulity. Yesterday morning some of the
waggish ones fixed up plan for getting
| Mincke involved in an affair of honor.
| They told him marvellous tales of ISLANDERS
that one George ID. Grismore had uttered
about him, and in a few moments
and clawiDg his hair. He hunted
Grismore until be saw that gentleman sit
| ting at table in the police court. The
| Nemesis was stealing upon tiptOe, with
clenched fists, not much bigger than crab
apples and with the intention of knocking
| his slanderer clean over the table-court
no cOurt-when Mr.. COlcord, who was
watching the proceedings, took him aside.
| He told him that this was no way to avenge
an insult-this was vulgar-this was not
such satisfaction as was due from one gen.
| tlemau 10 another, as it were. Mincke said
! he didn't care a--whether it was vulgar or
not that man had lied about him and he
was going to knock his--old head off, or
| get fined for contempt of court in the
attempt. But Colcord held him for more
counsel.
LINE SHOTS WERE THE THING
twenty psces-Winnebago county, or if
not there, say Wash Home. Be a mani
Mincke listened and reflected on the mum
ber of times those other fellows had gotten
their names into the papers free of charge,
and on figuring it up he concluded it was
worth while. So be told Colcord to draw up
a challenge and he would sign it. Blood
thirsty letters passed, and the result was,
that at three O'Clock yesterday afternoon
gloomy party started from the Four Courts
in carriages tor the Wash Home. Colcord
was to have acted as Mincke's second, but
was not on time, and John r. Slevin filled
the breach. A number of lawyers and re-
porters accompanied the party in the capac-
ity of friends-all the same as Winnebago.
In the bottom of Grismore's carrisge,
wrapped in an old confederate flag, was o
pair OF immense and villainous looking old
, horse pi.tols. Out on Franklin aYenDe
J some distance the party stopped and en-
tered gun store, and Col. Claiborne bought
= q pound of the strongest powder 10 be had
He also bought a handful of caps; and
Mincke's friend procured pound or two
of bullets. Mincke and Grlsmore witnessed
l these cold-blooded preparations with
blsnched faces and humping breasts. They
, sighed heavily and returned to their car
riages. It was remarked that Mr.. Mincke,
who never was noted for prominence OF
chest, was now almost too much for his
coat, and the garment was buttoned clear
up to his throat as though to keep himself
, in. This swelling, however, was attributed
to the excitement which a man would nat
urally labor under in view of the blunder-
buses above remarked. IRE boys kept
PLAYING WITH THE BULLETS
in plain sight OF the sufferers all the way out,
aud when about o'clock, the party reached
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neral possession. The party went in to
cheer up, and the seconds proceeded to g
grove in the rear of the Home and marked
; off the grounds (twenty psces) and SET their
| flags. The whole crowd was then called out.
} Claiborne and Slevin tossed up a chip "wet
! or dry" and Slevin won choice OF corners
for his man. Grismore proceeded to strip,
handing over his coat, vest, watch and
, nickels TO sympathiZing friends, and signing
) like furnace. Mincke watched this pro-
ceeding with amsZement aud horror, and
seemed to fold his arms with an extra
clutch over his closely buttoned breast.
Claiborne demanded that Mincke be stripped.
Fe declared that he always fought with
is coat on and didn't care TO strip
anyhow. it was too cold. The referee was
appealed to and he decided that the man
must be stripped. Accordingly Johnny
SleVin went at his man and unbuttoned his
coat. He had loosed but two or three but
tons when out popped oak plank ABOUT
sixteen inches long, eight inches broad and
an inch trick. Mincke looked perfectly dis
consolate and seemed weaker than ever.
II The vest was unbOttoned, and out fell a
heavy black winter vest, which had been
folded in four thicknesses and laid over the
heart. Mincke restrained his emotion and
said that he was subject to colds, and this
was little idea of his. He always wore it
just to be safe. But Mincke still
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and his shirt was opened Slevin reached
into the sacred recssses and hauled out a
big old shoe. He returned to the search and
brought out its mate. He came again and
hauled forth another invoice of old leather.
And again he tried and the second pair was
complete. This completed the dismantling
of the fortress, and Mincke stood a thin,
cheerless, hopeless, shaky wreck. The men
| were put in position and handed their can
mons, and just as Mincke got his, his grip
weakened, and he dropped IL to tine ground.
He looked at his opponent, who seemed
| To be almost able to reach him with
| that internal looking shooter, and then de-
clared that the distance was too short. Any
how, he had agreed to fight with shot-guns,
and he wasn't going to fight with those
| things. All urging was vain. and the duel
seemed about "off" Mincke declaring his
willingness to fight with his fists. The party
! returned TO the mouse. end search was
made in the neighborhood for shot-guns, but
none could be secured, as every body seemed
to smell murder. Finally Colcord, Mincke's
original second, arrived, and he succeeded
in convincing Mincke that he must
| fight; but Mincke insisted that the
distance should be fifty yards.
Mincke also made Colcord promise TO
abstract the bullets from Grismore's pistol,
| and to give him (Mincke) first shot, If pos
sible. The fifty yards were measured of,
the men were placed so that they faced in
opposite rections, and the seconds stood
At the call, "ready," the men whirled,
Mincke grabbed his gun with both hands,
aud at the second count both weapons were
discharged within the noise of a thunder
clap. Probably one pound OF powder was
wasted in that one shot. Grismore keeled
ouar ho oil uords