New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1885-09-30
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Victims IN Every Coach.
Reno Letter to the San Francisco Chronicle
1sTalking about brave men" Stage
Robber Marshall said one night in jail,
ssthe idea that it takes man Of great
| nerve and daring to rob stage IS a
| great mistake. can take the softest
| tenderfoot you ever saw, and, after Tx
ing him up in the right style, so the
stage will know his profession the min
ute they set their eyes on him, Ill bet
| can scare the life out of the best Con-
cord load you ever see. This notion
that we hurt people, or threaten to hurt
them, and that we are rough and all
that, is all nonsense. We just lay for
the stage in lonely place, and when
the leaders heave in sight we level our
guns, and maybe fire shot OF
two in the air, to make the horses
Jump and rattle the driver a
little. Then, when all hands are look
ING out of the windows, with their eyes
popping out of their sockets, we yell,
Hands up!' Nine times out OF ten
that's all we have to say or do. The
fellows in the coach get out of their own
accord, and we just stand them up IN
row, and, while one Of us holds pistol,
the others go through their pockets and
take what little keepsakes they may
happen to have.
''The trouble with the people of this
country is, they rather like to be rob
bed, I guess. It's eastern falling off a
log. Why, year ago last winter my
pard and I was walking along the
mountain road, not thinking of anything
in particular, when along came a couple
of tenderfeet in carriage. Before we
! could catch our breath, one of them
threw up both hands, knocking the 9th
| er's hat off, and hollered For Gods
4 sake, don't shoot.
''Well, now, we hadn't any idea OF
shooting at all, and didn't know those
fellers were in those parts, but when
! they sort of reminded us of our business
by commencing to unbuckle their
watches and weasels, why, we just took
them in charge, of course, and told the
tenderfeet never to let us to catch them
on that road again, for it was our'n.
They thanked us so warmly for sparing
their lives that [ felt little uneasy
about it. In fact, [ was half tempted
after we'd let them go to foller them up
and kill one OF both of them, for some
how they gave me the impression that [
hadn't done my full duty"
He smiled grimly for moment and
added: "Now, what on earth could [
do under such circumstances? I didn't
rob those fellers. They made us pres
ents of what they had. Yet, when they
got to Wadsworth, they told the people
that they had had an all-day fight with
road-agents; that the woods was full of
them, and that they had surrendered
their valuables only at the last moment,
finding themselves overwhelmed. These
things are all believed, too, even by the
old-timers, men who ought to know bet
ter L and my pard have robbed the ST.
ezra valley stage three times now at the
same place. I'll tell you how it was
done. Pard had Winchester and I
had pair of Colts in my belt, but the
job was done every time with an old
powder and ball pistol that had no load
in it, and wouldn't have gone off if
there had been one, for didn't have
/ any caps. Pard would fire his
j Winchester as close to the ears
of the horses as he could with
out dropping them, and I would swing
! the old blunderbus in the air and boiler.
Every time it happened just thesame.
The chaps climbed out, begging that
there should be no bloodshed, and we
would say there wouldn't be any if the
yield was good. but that we would have
to kill somebody if we didn't get enough
to pay for our trouble. Every moth
er's son of them would give up things
that we'd never have thought of looking
| for or demanding There was only Just
my pard and I, but the passengers
would think they could see some Of our
men behind every tree.
"One teller tainted dead away once.
We'd just got them in row good
when this feller's knees commenced to
knock together, and he kept getting out
Of line. I finally thought I'd scare him
and the rest of them a little, so hol-
Tered, pretending to give orders to the
boys hidden behind rocks and trees.
"'Boys, bore hole in this gentleman
with the light overcoat on if he moves
an inch, OF any Of the rest of Them
Just then Zig Teller, the second one
from the limber-legged chap, had chill
like, and his teeth came together with
such a noise that the other Teller
thought somebody was cooking rifle,
and with wild whoop he dropped in
dead faint. The rest Of them thought
he had been shot dead. They were too
scared to notice that there had been no
report of a gun. Well, we came near
OVERRIDING the thing that time. They all
got so faint and sick that it was hard to
find their valuables. It is great con-
venience to stage robber to have the
passengers hand their stuff right out.
Speaking about weapons, why, I
have robbed stages up in California and
over in Utah without any Yeanons at