St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1884-08-10
ANOTHER MAN SHOT DEAD
Harry B. Davids, Who Was Too In
innate With Another Mans Wife.
Sent Across the River of Styx by Bullet
From the Husbands Pistol.
The Husband, Who is in Custody, Makes
Full Statement.

AHnneapolis,is certainly fast gaining notoriety
fer;sensational and tragic episodes. Shooting
scfapes are becoming common occurrences.
Last evening another man fell pierced through
the breast with a deadly bullet. There was q
woman in the case, and it was partially, yet not
wholly jealousy in that the man who did the
shooting makes the plea Of
SELF DEFENSE
The shooting occurred on Fifth avenue south,
on the sidewalk between Washington avenue and
Third street, and the wounded man was removed
to Drs. Ames' Moore's office at the
corner Of Washington and Fourth
avenues south. where the latter
made cursory examination of the wound
through the right lung.
1t was found that the ball penetrated between
the third and fourth RIBS on the right side. The
patrol wagon was then called up and the wounded
man removed to the college hospital where
he died fifteen minutes later. Officer Bradley and
Mcnamara arrested the man who did the shoot
ing. At the lookup the GLOBE was accorded an
interview with the prisoner.
THE PRISONERS STORY.
My name is o. L. Patch; am painter and
have lived in this city four five years, am 40
years of age and served in the army during the
war; am now member of Geo. L. Plummer
post G. a. r., the one David Winkler belonged
TO. 1t is a long story. The whole thing has
grown out of trouble about my wife. For year
or so she has not been faithful and we have not
lived together for seven months. For six or
eight months pimp named Charles Clark, l
believe, has been to intimate with her; have
met them on the streets together often, and
they have openly insulted me. l paid little at
tention to them although the trouble has
NEARLY DRIVEN ME- CRAZY.
One day I met them and My wife cried out in
peculiar voice, ''Good-bye; goodbye, Hannah, -
At another time l met them and | asked the
man what right he had with my wife; he replied
he had right to do with her as he pleased /
often told him to keep away from her, but to no
purpose; he always treated her insultingly
some time ago went away but upon returning
| went TO my wife, whom love, and would die
for, and tried to get her to come back
to me- | gave her $50 and said would give her
$1,000 more if she would keep honse for me and
do right: she has refused and persisted in going
with her paramour; he is a sign painter, and l
am painter; we have no children: now I'll tell
you truly how the shooting came about; l have
friend who was also in the army, who keeps
that little restaurant on Fifth avenue south, be-
tween Washing avenue and Third street, and
often go in there and buy cigar and chat with
ha: tonight | went in there and bought
cigar; az | was lighting it some one
said to me, ''Good evening"" | looked around
aud there,sat my wife and her pimp eating sup
per. He said ''good evening" | replied,
don: you ever speak to me again. you---"
AM walked out of the door. | hadn't gone far
Hhrn heard some one following me and crying
''l4D.d OIL" turned, and it was that pimp. l
>.pGtud stop; don't come after me, or some
90 tl,ut L ind. hn l-pn and / fnlf
afraid: he had his hand in his pocket and 1 then
made up NY mind that If there was any shooting
to be done I'd try pull first, and whipped out
my revolver.
SHOT THREE TIMES.
lie fell and soon after gave myself up to two
police officers.
PATCH's COMRADES,
members OF L. 2. Plummer Post G. A. R.,
called soon after his arrest at the lookup. They
all speak in the highest terms OF the prisoner
and say he is usually an even tempered man and
would not shoot anyone unless compelled to.
THE DEAD MAN.
Harry B. Davids the dead man, was sign and
scenic artist of fine ability, and was employed by
l.. Lockebby. He came to this city six or eight
months ago from Fargo, where he had shop of
his own. He had also lived at Duluth. where he
painted the scenery for the new Opera house.
His parents live at Louisville, Kentucky.
Mrs PatChen is employed in the millinery and
dress making establishment owned by H. Gold
blum, 419 South Washington, and she occupied
room 30 at No 429, same street. When the
death of her paramour announced she fell
in swoon and afterwards suffered severe at
tack of hysteria. Her physician says she is in a
critical state. No revolver was found the
person Of the dead man. At the Office OF Dr.
Moore he said he was to blame for the shooting.
He acknowledged that he followed Patchen and
had he not done would not have been harmed.