The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1875-05-12
WHOA. JANUARY!

in Newspaper Row with a Sew
en-BarreIed RevOIVer@tI am
Going to Kill off Four or Five
of YOu''-DOn Piatt Doomed.
Washington Correspondent Chicago Times.
Zachariah Chandler, private citi-
zen of the United States of America,
late United States Senator from the
State of Michigan, to-day came out
on the war path, and at one time
promised to make the most sensa-
tional incident that has occurred in
Washington since the adjournment
of Congress. In the ueighborhood
of one o'clock this afternoon, he came
along Fourteenth street. and, pass
ing in front Of Newspaper row, he
soowled malignant scowL The
Times correspondent passed him at
this moment, and saw that the old
man had on his war paint, and was
evidently after some one. In his
right hand he held a huge cane, up
on the top of which was mounted a
small brass cannon. Across his
ponderous breast was strapped a
broad belt, strong enough to hang
mule. The lower extremity of this
belt was hidden under the volumin-
Gus coat-tails Of the great war Sena-
tor, and from the size of the protu
berance outlined under his coat, an
excited Imagination would have made
out case large enough to contain
small battery of field pieces, and
rations for a forced march. Chandler
brought his brass cannon on the top
of his cane in a position where it
could sweep the whole row; and
then he began TO spell out the signs,
as if he were selecting one especial
point of attack. Mr.. Chandler was
evidently laboring under some great
emotion. From his manner it was
only too evident that he was not out
for the purpose of making a friendly
call A moment after he entered
the Times Office and addressed the
Times correspondent as follows:
81 am looking for man by the
name of Dion Pott.''
perhaps you mean Don Piatt.''
That's his name-Dion Pott-
that is the man l want"
Mr.. Chandler was here referred to
the directory, and with the aid of a
New York correspondent. who was
in the Office, he obtained the address
required.
Several correspondents came into
the office at this moment, when Mr..
Chandler began an impromptu
speech upon the subject of his wrongs.
Reaching down to the extremity Of
the huge strap he brought out a
large size seven-sbooter. Said he,
as he gestured emphatically with the
hand that held the revolver. ''Dion
Pott is my mani am after him.
There was a rapid movement of
the correspondents out of the Office
at the appearance OF the revolver.
Chandler threatened no one present
but q revolver at the hands of an ex-
cited man, who held it as carelessly
as Chandler did, is enjoyed better
at distance. Chandler addressed
the Times correspondent exclusively,
in the latter part Of the conversation.
as the other inmates of the Office had
business that called them elsewhere
Said Mr.. Chandler, in one of his
most excited paragraphs: 1T was
all right, what you boys said about
me when | was Senator. but, now
I am a private citizen, | do not in
tend to stand anything you say
about me / am after Dion Pott
this morning. / don't know the man.
I have never seen him, but [ intend
to make friendly call upon him to-
day"
"What DO you intend to do?"
81 am going to kill off four or FIVE
of you fellows. | tried to bring one
of you fellows to justice, and l spent
over $4,000 trying to convict him."
You refer to Buell?"
"Yes-that is my man. am go
ing to try another way. l am going
to kill off four or five of you"
Here the revolver was brandished,
and Mr.. Chandler toyed with its
hammer in a very embarrassing way.
'.But," added he, 81 am fair man.
/ come in here to give you a warn
ing. | advise you to strap on your
seven-shooter, but you can never
pull one so quick as so you had
better look out. l am going to put
an end to this abuse of me-"
At this, Mr.. Chandler was per-
suaded to retire peaceably. At the
door he was met by a short man,
with red whiskers, who walked brisk
ly up to Chandler.
Glow are your said he.
Il don't know you," said Chand-
Ter.
MY name is MaynarG-I am from
Detroit. The papers call me your
private secretary
Then Maynard tried to get pos
session of the revolver, but Chandler
resisted him. After some parley
Maynard succeeded in getting the
revolver away from Chandler, and |
walked him home.
The Times correspondent had a
with Maynard after
ward. He was very yeticent upon |
the subject of Chandler's raid, and |
said that its only explanation was
that the ex-senator was-tired.
This evening Mr.. Chandler again
visited the row, but nothing serious
resulted from any of his visits, as he
was watched by his friends.