The silver state. [volume] (Unionville, Nev.) 1870-1903, 1880-12-15
LYNCHING A MURDERER.
How the Belleville People Served Chas.
MARSHALL,

MARSHALL,
From C. Raphael, who came in from
Esmeralda connty last Saturday, the
Virginia Chronicle has learned the par
ticulars of the lyncbing of Charles Mar
shall at Belloville last Thursday.
THE MURDERER.
Marshall was Texas COW. boy, who
prded himself on being a desperate,
but had been comparatively decent
during his residence i'll Belleville, where
he was employed as roustabout in
livery stable. He was very quarrel
some and disagreeable in his habits,
and brought reputation as bad fighter
with him. About week ago he was
discharged from the stable, and told not
to come around any more.
THE VICTIM.
John McCann, a man nearly SO years
of age, was engaged to take his place,
which greatly enraged Marshall; not
that he cared for the situation, he ex-
planned, but he was determined nobody
should get away with him on any propo-
sition He said he was the last of six
brothers; that the other five had died
with their boots on, bat there were not
men enough in town to send him along
the same road.
McCann avoided Marshall as much as
possible, as he had been warned that
he was liable to have bad trouble if he
ever gave the Texan chance to quarrel
or fight with him.
THE KILLING.
Having upon two occasions failed to
draw Mccain into controversy, Mar
shall went to the stable at about five
o'clock last Wednesday morning, with
the intention Of killing McCann. The
old man had juss opened the stable
doors, and was engaged in his morn
ing's work when Marshall entered The
first thing McCann knew he was con-
fronted by Marshall, whe, with pistol
in hand, stood only about three feet
away.
"Tll fix you good this time, said
Marshall, raising his pistol.
Don't shoot. I'm not armedr" cried
McCann.
Marshall pulled the trigger, and with
a groaa Mccain fell to tive floor. He
was shot through the abdomen, the ball
very large one, going entiSely through
his body.
FrEsIDIsH AND cooL-HRADED.
McCanR continued to breath heavily,
and Marshall leaned over to feel his
pulse. 1t was evidently too strong to
suit the desperate, fer he began batter
ing the head of the prostrate' man with
his pistol and kicking hiis, crushing in
the left tenple, breaking the ribs on the
left side, and not quitting until all signs
Of life were gone. The face WAS terri
bly, dis6gured.
After Marshall had finished bis cold
blooded work he wiped the bloed from
his pistol on the wooden shirt ct the
dead man. put the pistol im his pocket,
and, with as much, coolness' and uncon-
Germ as if he had only taken a drink,
walked out of the stable and over to
the Beueville Hotel, where he ate
hearty breakfast.
A FATAE- WITNESS.
Marshall thought he was alone with
McCanu, aud felt certain that there was
not witness to his devilish deed. He
was mistaken. A Fish Lake valley
teamster named Winterson, who had
got into town late the night before, was
sleeping in one of the stalls, not ten
feet from where the shooting took place.
and saw the whole affair 1t was all
done so quickly that he had. no chance
to interfere, even if he had dared to do
so, and when he saw Mccain fall he
knew that his only safety was to keep
ouiet, for he realized the fact that man