Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1876-09-14

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barrels, and retired to reload. Rev.
Phillips also took turn at the scoun-
drels' and l.. Stacy delivered Il cool
deliberate aim. Mr.. Bates next heard
a report over his head and saw one of
the desperadoes fall from his horse.
The horse made a f;sltering plurge for
ward and then suddenly stopped and
the man pitched over with his face on
the ground and in Il few moments was
dead. This shot was fired by Henry
Wheeler from an old carbine from out
one OF the windows Of the Danpier
House, from the very room in which
this report is written. Mr.. Manning
was still firing, and rs he crcpt to the
corner to fire, Mr.. Waldo called out
''take good aim before you fire. I'm.
medEtely after this shot one Of the
horses started up the street and the
rids began to reel and sway to and fro
and suddenly fell TO the ground Just
opposite Eldvidge's store. Another
horseman Immediately rode up, dis.
mounted, and spoke to the prostr;.tc
man who was stretched out ut full
length, supporting himself on his out
stretched arms, when he rolled over
on his back. Then the other man took
from him his cartridge belt and two
pistols, and, remounting his horse,
rode off.
Another horseman finding Mr.. Man.
ning's fire too hot, dismounttd from
his horse and got on the opposite side
OF it for protection, when all unerring
ball from the Remington brought his
horse down, the man running behind
some boxes which were piled beneath
the staircase before mentioned, and
now a lively fulis;lde cnsued between
this fellow and Manning, the fellow
keeping himself well under cover, but
u ball from Wheeler's musket struck
the fellow in the leg, half way above
the knee. lie ut once graspesl the pis
tol in the left hand and grasped the
wounded limb with the right, still try.
ing to get ut Manning. Finding him
self getting weak he turned and limped
OF up the street, but, seeing Bates
with i pistol i'll his hand, he sent Il
ball whizzing toward that gentleman,
grazing the side of his face and the
bridge Of his nose and burying itself
in 4 collar box in the store. Mr.. Bates
says he feels the ring of that ball in
his ear still, and the ball lie says h"
will ever keep us IL souvenir of the hot
test day Northlield ever saw.
The man limped away us he got op.
posite to Mir. Morris store, when lie
cried out to his retrc.ting compan-
ions, MY God, boys, you are not go.
ing to leave mel am shot" One of
the party riding a sorrel horse with i,
light tail and name, turned and took
the wounded man up behind him.
INSIDE TIE BANK.
While this was going on upon the
street a tragedy was being enacted in
sida the bank, which is best described
in the language of an eyewitness
THE FIGHT IN TIE BANK.
Mr.. Wilcox's story is as follows !:
''Mr. Haywood occupied the cashier s
seat 1T the desk which you see ut the
end of the counter. Mr.. Bunker and
myself occupied seats at the desk. Mr..
Bunker being nearest the opening ut
corner. The first thing we knew the
three men were upon or over the coun.
ter, with revolvers presented ut our
heads, one of them excl:,iming, ''Throw
up your hunds for we intend to rob
the bank, and if you halloo we will
blow your g-ti- brains OUT and we
could not do otherwise than comply.
They then asked which was the cash
ier, to which Mr.. Haywood replied,
''lle is not in Then they sprang
upon the counter and demanded the
safe to be opened. Addressing each in
turn, "Your are the cashicr,' which
each denied. Seeing Haywood seated
ut the cashiers desk, one of the ruff.
fans went up to him with his long mar.
row barreled pistol and said. "You
are the cashier; now open the safe
you son of a. Mr..
Haywood said, ''It is Il time lock and
cannot be opened now. One of the
men then went into the vault, the
door being open. also the outer door
of the safe. Haywood 1T once sprang
forward and closed the door of the
vault shutting the robber in, when an
other of the men seized Haywood by
the collar and dragged him away from
the door and released the incarccrated
rObber.
The man who came ont Of the vault
IA slim, dark c0mplectioned man with
Il black moustache, then called to the
other to sieze the silver which was
lying loose (about ssl5) and put it in
the sack. They did not do this, but
seized about twelve dollars in scrip
and put it into a two bushel flour sack
which they had with them. The dal
complectloned man, who appeared to
he the leader, then again attacked
Haywood, insisting on his opening the
safe, and threatening to cut his throat
if he did not, and actually drawing i,
big knife across his throat, The he.
rOic and faithful teller, however, was
not to be deferred from his duty, and
would rather sacrifice his life than he.
tray his trust. Some few moments
1T seemed ages to the bewildered and
terror.stricken lookers.on-were spent
in Haywood's struggling to break from
the murderous villain and gain his lib
erty. At length he broke away, and
regaining his feet ran toward the door,
crying ''Murder
The man ut once struck him with 4
pistol and knocked him down, and
dragging him to the safe door com.
manded him to open it. But the in
trepid clerk stolidly refused, when the
villain shot 1T him but did not hit him
Evidently the shot was intended to in
timidate rather than to injure, but the
scoundrel had reckoned without his
host, for the effect was lost upon Hay
wood. But upon the discharge of the
pistol Bunker made a start for the back
door and ran for dear life, one of the
robbers pursuing and firing, the shot
taking effect in the shoulder. Bunker
however, reached the street [Watel
street, and ran to DR.. Coombs' office.
During the whole of this time for,l
or five men were riding up and dow1
the street, shooting in every direction
and keeping up an incess;snt fusilade
One of the men outside came riding III
furiously and called for the men t.
leave the tank. ''The game is up,
he said, ''and we are beatcn.''
Almost Immediately they took tn
alarm and somehow jumped over tn
counter, making their exit. The small
man was last to go. lie mounted
| desk at the front, and as he turned t
60 fired and shot at Haywood, which
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