The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1877-10-26

Shaw House-in the presence of his wife
and family. The robbers escaped at the
time, but Mcguire was afterward arrest
ed in st. Louis and returned to Jail at
Richmond During the night he was
taken from the Jail by mob and hanged.
This ended the prominent members OF
the gang who had killed among them
over twenty mon. Jim Grow Childs,
who killed Payne Jones, was himself
killed Mt Independence about three years
ago.
AS complete but more signally sudden
was the determination, few days ago,
of horde of cattle-thieves in Kansas,
an determination which recalls the cpl
grammatic order in the case of certain
horse-thieves attributed to Sheridan, to
"chase, catch them and plant them"
A private letter from Colorado to gen.
tleman at Leavenworth describes the
affair as follows "Seven thousand five
hundred head of cattle were stolen, and
eight of the thieves were killed. To one
not knowing the manner in which cattle
are handled in Colorado, it will seem al
most impossible that SO many cattle
could be stolen without immediate de-
lection. Cattle are allowed to run over
the range in one vast herd, and once in
n year grand roundup is made, and
each cattle-owner gets out his cattle.
Sometimes they are not seen for morths.
Thus it was that twelve of the robbers
with which this country is infested sue
ceeded in getting $500 head together,
and nearly got away with them. They
were seen by herder, however, who
gave the alarm, and fifteen well-armed
rangers gathered in pursuit. After five
days riding the thieves were overtaken
in the extreme northwest corner of Kan
sas, on fork of the Republican river.
The pursuers surrounded their camp,
taking them by surprise, and opening a
deadly fire, killing four at the first vol
ley. Panic-stricken, the remaining
thieves attempted to escape by running,
but, before they were out of range, three
more bit the dust. One, Mexican,
threw up his hands and begged for
mercy, but rope was thrown around
his neck, and he was dragged quarter
of mile to tree and hung. This was
on the Dist day of last August. On the
18th of September party ran across
the pile of dead men, and attempted to
too much, and they were obliged to
leave them for the vultures and coyotes.
With the robbery of a train on the
Union Pacific railroad and the death of
the leader of the band and his heuten-
ant, who, when the soldiers took them
prisoners, and their horses being jaded
and loaded down with stolen gold, there
was no way of escape, with the words,
"Well, pard, we NAV as well die game,
any way" drew their revolvers to fall
riddled with balls, newspaper readers
are familiar These plucky desperadoes
were part of the throng attracted to
Deadwood, i'll the Black Hills, by the
chance of robbing stage-coaches and
plundering express safes. The business
began last April, when three gangs were
organized to "work" the Sidney, Chey-
enne and Bismarck lines. The first at
tack was an unusually cowardly one. A
coach from Cheyenne, says correspond
ent of the Chicago Times, entered
Whitewood canon, ten miles from Dead
wood, little after dark. The roads
were very heavy, the stage crowded, and
the darkness of the gulch impenetrable.
The driver, Johnny Slaughter, bright
little fellow, was joking with Mr.. Her, a
passenger upon the box, when he dis
covered body of men walking along in
front of the horses. Believing them to
be miners, he called ont in his usual
pleasant voice, "Look out, boys; let me
pass; L can't see, or / would turn out for
you" The men stepped to either side
of the road, and when the stage came
between them they allapparentlys shouted
I" Halt !" at the same time discharging
volley from shot-guns, rifles and pis-
tolls. One charge of thirteen buckshot
entered Mr.. Hers coat at the left shout
der, passed between the coat and his
back, passed out at the right shoulder
and, entering poor Johnny's left breast,
lodged in his heart, killing him instantly
and knocking him from the box. An
other shot took off the point of Mr.. Hers
finger The horses, being driverless,
and frightened at the firing, started
down the road, Mr.. Her hanging on and
finally climbing up to the box, where
he secured the reins and guided the
team into Deadwood. An alarm was
speedily given, and in a few minutes
time Sheriff Bullock and a hundred citi-
zens were galloping toward the scene of
attack. The body of the driver was
found, but no trace of his cowardly MUIR
derers, nor has one of them been brought
to justice. That the gang was green in
the business was manifested by every
feature of the attack, and by the failure
to even search the persons of the eleven
passengers so completely in their power.
This was the first appearance of the ras
Gals, who by June were better prepared
for their nefarious operations. Coach
after coach, often the same vehicle twice
upon the same day, was stopped and
plundered. Their plan of operations
was simply to conceal themselves in some
little ravine, or behind rocks or brush
close to the roadside and permit the
coach with its unsuspecting guard and
passengers to approach within twenty
five feet or so, when they would rise,
and, with leveled and cooked rifles, COM
mand the driver to halt Being thus
covered" none but the foolhardy
would disebey, consequently the coach
became an easy prey. Their work was
generally pretty thorough, but occasion
ally they "missed it," as upon one trip
pat Il aaIv rnaaaanUar took ont an extra