Eureka daily sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1871-1887, 1882-01-12
GARROTING.
A Man Knocked Down and Rolled
for His Money.

a MAN mOcke Down anu kOIte0
for His Money.
At 8 o'clock last night Joe Boos, who
keeps a butcher shop above the Turner
House, rushed into the SENTINEL efice
covered all over with snow. breathless and
scared almost out Of his wits. He had
been rolled in the snow, as his appearance
indicated plainly enough. When he had
recovered sufficiently from his excitement
to talk collectedly he told the following
story: At his usual hour, a few minutes
before 8 o'clock, he was trudging home
with his pipe in his mouth and his basket
containing meat for breakfast on his arm.
He was moving along Ruby avenue and
had come in front Of Schwamb's under
taking rooms when he received q lick from
q clinched fist behind the ear, which sent
him at full length to the ground. As he
fell three men threw themselves upon him
and went for his pockets. In the struggle
that ensued, and while he held his hands
over the pocket Of his. pants in which he
had a small sum Of money in silver, he
was rolled entirely across the street. He
yelled "helpl helpl" as Justify as he could,
and before the robbers had succeeded
in making their way into his
we'll protected pocket till, some
body in Mrs. Whalen's house ap-
peared at the door light in hand, and the
Ruby Hill stage came rafting down the
gulch. Boos regained his feetand looked
around for the robbers, but they had dis
appeared in a moment. He picked up his
scattered sausages and his pipe, from
which the sparks were still flying, SO
quickly was the rolling done, and ran
down to the Notifications Of this sanctum.
He thinks he may recognize n Of the
scoundrels, the fellow that he had the
principal tussel with, but this is very
doubtful.
This is a very, very bad piece OF bust
ness. The three robbers who knocked the
butcher down and struggled with him to
rifle his pockets are old hands at the trade.
Boos is a large, muscular man, who weighs
over 1870 pounds, yet he was knocked over
as deity as though he were a mere boy.
The fellow who toppled him over did not
get his first lesson in the business here.
The trio of garroters evidently know how,
where and when to strike. 1t is also evil
dent that they had studied out the scheme
Of robbery which failed only by a lucky
accident. They had watched their intend
ed victim long enough to find out his hab-
its; they picked their time, followed him
and would have robbed him but for the
accident mentioned. And these are not
the only Williams who, being driven off
from their pilferings on the main street,
are hanging about town plotting more
desperate deeds than the stealings
Of overcoats and bedclothes. This
attempt at g~arroting and the robbery
Of the till at G~regovich d Tognini's saloon,
night before last, make this statement
much more than probable. When a villain
takes the risk that the man took who gut
ted the saloon till, it is clear that he is no
chicken" He must have secreted him
self in the cellar during the day and come
out late in the night to perpetrate the rob-
berry. We have, no doubt, got an over
dose of the floating population Of house.
breakers and earroters from San Francisco,
Salt Lake and other places that always
have a surplus of such characters. Our
police officers are vigilant and efficient in
the discharge of their duties. They have
bagged a whole houseful OF petty offenders;
but 1t is to be feared that they have yet
got hold Of but few OF the really desperate
and accomplished villains who infest the
camp.