, 1891-10-10
HIS JUST DESERTS.
Omaha Citizens Make Short
Work of a Fiend.
Steel Jail Doors go Down Be-
fore Their Blows.
No Heed to Their Victims
Cries for Mercy.
He is Dragged to Death to
Expiate His Crime.
An Exciting Scene.

A Oct. S.-fuDuc sentiment,
which was wrought up so highly here to-
day over the execution of Murderer Neal
was reused to a higher pitch when a re-
port became current that little Lizzie
Yates. the 5 year-old victim of of a lustful
assault by Jos. Coe, a disreputable negro,
had died.
I'VE will lynch the niger, was soon
heard on every side and it was evident
the people meant what they said. To-
night there suddenly came the sound of a
great Gro wd Of men hurrying along the
paved streets toward the county jail and
in a remarkably short time that building
was surrounded. There was ne organiza-
ton and apparently no leaders seemed to
control the crowd. Yells filed the air,
hundreds shouting at once what to do.
The mob stood irresolute for some time
and in the meanwhile a few policemen
and a force of deputies was concentrated.
A rush was then made for the south street
door of the Jail. but the crowd was stopped
by glittering revolvers in the hands of Po-
lice Captain Cornack who asked what
they wanted.
1--WE want that damned Niger" was
the reply, "and we'll get him. Get out
of the way"
1T you take a step thus way I'll kill
you,'' said the captain, aud his nerve had
due effect. The crowd retreated. and
then sledges were brought and the
east door assailed. This was built
of strong steel lattice and once inside four
similar doors must be broken through.
Nothing daunted. they attacked the door
with sledges, but it was a hopeless task.
The crowd soon rushed down to the
power house of the cable road and
dragged up heavy steel rails while others
cut all the telephone wires.
Then ev Governor Boyd appeared,
pushed his way through the crowd to the
door and shouted: 1T will be a disgrace
to Omaha and | implore you to be quiet
and desist from your unlawful efforts and
let the law take its course"
His words were cut off by a man who
shouted, You're not governor here, get
ont. Go and attend to your opera house.
and smash went a steel rail against the
door. In FIVE minutes the door was open
and the second one assaulted. During this
time Omaha's police force OF ninety men
was gathered, but concentration was i'm
possible and the officers were lost in the
crowd. Some D suggested that the fire
department be called out and the hose
turned on. but it WASN'T the kind of mob
that melts. The firemen came and laid
the hose, whereunon the crowd gathered
the hose up and drove the iremen away
They were after the niger
1t did not take the crowd long after the
second door was passed to effect an
entrance to the huge steel cage in which
the cells were located. There, wrapped in
a blanket, covered the trembling wretch
for whom the lynchers sought. A howl
OF wild exultation was sent up by the
leaders who called for tools to cut into the
Gag Yell after yell of triumph went up
from the outside and soon sledges and cold
chisels were in the hands of those nearest
the cage.
In the meantime the police under Chief
Seavy undertook TO mass at the iail
entrance. The crowd surged up, picked
up the police and carried them to the
edge Of the yard. There they stay ed.
Then the work went on.
Inside the cage the negro begged and
pleaded. He insisted he was charged
= with rglary Damn YOU, we VIII ourR-
larry you" came from the crowd. He
prayed and cried aud rolled on the floor
IN terror. His shrieks for mercy were
answered with blows that brought his
executioners nearer. At this time the
door was open, then, with one last yell OF
terror. the negro was seized by the
hands of the men eager tor his blood
and thrust through the corridor. Here
men to identify him were called Tor. 1t
was determined to make no mistake, so on
pressed those who knew him and his
doom was sealed Coe got a Thousand
curses and blows for every curse There
IS a driveway fifty yards long leading from
the jail to the intersection of Seventeeth
q Harvey streets. This is paved
with rough granite, and over it
the unfortunate wretch was dragged
by his captors. Since he reached the
door he mad not spoken a word and in all
probability was unconscious if not dead
by the time the street was reached. A
rope was thrown over a trolly wire of the
electric car line and in a minute, high IN
the air. there swung the l~feless form of
the colored fiend.