Arizona republican., 1891-03-15

tric effect on the city. Soon the streets were alive with people, running from all directions and joining the main body, which moved down Rampant street to the jail, near Congress square. Doors and windows were thrown open and men, women and children crowded on the galleries to witness the scene. When the main crowd reached the prison there had already collected large crowd there.
 When the vanguard of armed citizens reached the prison, which is many squares from Canal street, that grim old building was surrounded on all sides.
 Sheriff Viller, when he heard move- ment was on foot to take the prisoners, armed his deputies and then started on a hunt for Mayor Shakespeare. The Italian Consul and Attorney-G General Rogers joined in the pursuit, but his honor does not reach his office until noon and he was not to be found at any of his regular haunts.
 The Governor had not heard of the uprising and had no time to act and the police force was too small to offer much resistance to the army of avengers. Superintendent Caster had ordered an extra detail of officers to be sent to the jail. Small squads kept the sidewalks around the old building clear until great multitude, swelling all the time like a mighty, roaring stream, surged around the door and crowded the little band of blue-coats away.
 Captain Lew Davis was on guard at the main entrance, with a scant force of deputies. They were swept away like chaff before the wind and in an instant the little anteroom leading into the prison was jammed with eager, excited men.
 Meanwhile the prisoners were stricken with terror, for they could hear dis tinctly the shouts of the people without, madly demanding their blood. People who were charged with crimes other than complicity in the murder of the Chief also shared in the general demor- alization. Some of the braver among the representatives of the Mafa wanted to die fighting for their lives and pleaded for weapon with which to defend themselves, and when they could not find these they sought hiding-places.
 Deputies, thinking to deceive the crowd by ruse, transferred the nine- tees men to the female department and there the miserable Sicilians trembled in terror until the moment when the doors yielded to the angry Shrong.
 Captain Davis refused request to open the prison and the crowd began the work of tearing the doors down. On Orleans street, there was heavy wooden door, which was barred in an- ticipation of the coming of the mob. This door was selected as the best en- trance. Willing hands went to work to force an opening. This did not prove a difficult task to the trembling but de- termined throng. Soon there was crash, the door gave way and in an in- stant the armed citizens were pouring through the small opening while mighty shout went up from the multi tude. The turnkey was overpowered and his keys taken from him.
 By that time excitement was intense, none less 90 when a patrol wagon drove ups with a detachment of police, who were driven away under fire of mud and stones.
 When the leaders inside got posses sion of the keys the doors were easily unlocked. The door of the first cell was opened. A group of trembling prisoners stood inside. They were not the men who were wanted and the crowd burst into the yard.
 Peering through the bars of con- demned cell was terror-stricken face who some mistook for Scahedi. A vol ley was fired at the man and he dropped, but none of the shots struck him and it was subsequently, found he was not one of the assassins.
 The inmates of the jail were ready to direct the way to where the men were. Arriving at the female ward, the door was locked. In a moment key was produced Then the leader called for some one who knew the right men. A volunteer responded and the door was thrown open. The gallery was deserted, hut n nlJ u,op,op oo;I tho ,,,o,, ,,,oro upstairs. The crowd quickly ascended the stairs and as they reached the land- ing, the assassns fled down at the other end. Half dozen followed them. Scarcely q word was spoken.
 When pursued and pursuers reached the stone courtyard, the former darted toward the Orleans side of the gallery and in fear and trembling they screamed for mercy, but the avengers were merci- less. Bang! bang! bang! rang out the reports of weapons and deadly rain of bullets was poured into the crouching figures.
 Gerachi, the closest man, was struck in the back of the head and his body pitched forward.
 Romero fell on his knees, with his face in his hands, and in that position was shot to death.
 Monastero and James Caruso fell to- gether under the fire of half dozen guns, leaden pellets entering their bodies and heads.
 When the group of assassins was dis covered on the gallery, Macheca, scoffedi and old man Marchesi separated from the other six and ran up stairs. Thither