St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1884-03-31

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CINCINNATI, March 80, 1 p. m.-There has
been no change in the situation since the
mob dispersed this morning. Although the
weather is delightful this Sunday, the streets
are comparatively clear of people. The
streets are barricaded now in all directions,
keeping the crowd a square away from the
court house and jail.
Gen. Fenley, adjutant general, is here. Ali
the available militia of the state have been
ordered here in the quickest possible time.
Everybody looks for a repetition tonight
of last nights bloody and aimless work.
SHOT AND KILLED.
Fred Smaltz, barkeeper at the Queen City
hotel, has just been shot by militia man at
MORNINGS SCENE.
At daylight this morning an Associated
Press reporter walked through the quarter of
the city where the stormy scenes of the pre-
vious night had been enacted. The dawn
ing was as peaceful and brilliant as ever seen.
Against the exquisitely tinted sky in the east
the broken walls of the burning court house
were distinctly defined, with its crumbled
window openings looking like rude wounds.
Over the ruins of the treasurer's office, in the
northern part of the buildings, the ruddy
glow of the fire was still visible, while from
other portions, thin, white colored smoke
and steam was rising, as the water thrown by
engines fell into the burning contents.
THE LOSS OF LIFE.
Last night when the sun went down the
occupants of the treasurer's Office were sit
ting at the open plate glass windows smok-
ing cigars and reading accounts of the pre-
vious nights attempts on the Jail. There
was no thought that in six hours those win
dows would be broken, and the accumulated
wealth of the contents of that great building
would be in ruins. But this building, great as
the loss was, was merely property, whilst
other losses in that locality were of human
life. Only pools Of blood here and there in
the trampled dust, or on the brick 81 ewalks,
were to be seen. Only an hour before, on
Sycamore street below Court, lay four or five
dead bodies of drunke II or venturesome men,
who in spite of the policemen's warning,
had gone beyond the limit permitted by
the militia. When they fell
under the fire of the, militia no
our dared to go and take them away until
the mob had dispersed and the streets were
clear. Only two hours before, at a. m,
when small crowd gathered at the drug
store at Court and Walnut, one square west
of the court house to see the patrol wagon
take away dead man, the militia, mistaking
this for a renewal of the mob, fired a yollev
killing one and wounding the nephew of the
proprietor of the store. One ball struck the
iron facing of the door and rebounding,
crashed through the glass door near the head
of the proprietor who was using the telephone
at the time. Passing to the north side of
Court, on Walnut, sickening scene was
presented. Here, apparently, tire wounded
had taken shelter. behind the protecting
buildings, or, perhaps, here the fatally
wounded had crawled to die. Pool after pool
of blood dyed the ground all along the curb
stone. All along the street signs of blood
were visible, and in a hallway, three squares
distant on Main street, the floor was smeared
where some unfortunate had crawled to dress
his wounds.
wANTON DESTRUCTION.
The burning of the court house was wholly
aimless and malicious, except one might
find an excuse in the feeling, that the crowd
was angered at the place where the failure to
do Justice had been so marked. 1t did
not aid at all in getting at the prisoners nor
IN doing harm to the militia. 1t was purely
wanton. Nor was there any excuse for the
failure to protect this property. The crowd
was permitted to go to the very windows and
break them in, without resistance, and when
the opportunity offered, some devilish co M
munist who gloried in pure destruction, sug-
gested E'to cast some light on the subject" !"
tsThis was the trivial manner in which he
talked. stThis will be the Paris of America
sure enough - said another. With this lead
ership and with these motives, chairs, car
pets and desks were broken and piled in
the treasurer's office, and match applied.
AS this was done, silly headed or
drunken hoodlums in the crowd cheered and
yelled ssburn the id militia out"
THE KILLING OF CAPT. DESMOND.
Just here occurred one of the most melan-
choly events of the night, the killing of