Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1891-07-04
MIDNIGHT BATTLE.
IN WHICH THE HUSBAND OF FORMER
WHEELING LADY
Is Shot and Seriously Woundsd-POlics Invade Hl'
San Francisco Homo and his Son and Wife
Get Mixed Up in the Fuss-captain
Golding in the Hospital.

The following graphic account from the
San Francisco Chronicle Of June %, tells
of the probable fatal shooting OF Capt.
Thos. Golding, respected and honored
citizen of that town. and will he read with
sad interest here by those who knew
him. Capt. Golding was married in this
city some twenty years ago to MISS
| Stansberry, an accomplished and estl-
mable lady, who has number OF rela-
tives in the city. After their marriage
they made their home at the Golden
Gate, where Capt. Golding made his
headquarters, being at that time an
officer on one OF the Pacific Mail steam
ships. Capt. Golding served during the
entire war of the Union, and was
promoted for his bravery and skill.
He was gallant officer, the
very soul of honor, and as brave and
impetuous in battle as any soldier who
drew sword or pulled trigger. lie
knew no such thing as fear and would
resent an insult quicker than flash,
hence the ease with which he got into
trouble with the brutal and inconsider-
ate officers who invaded the privacy of
his household. The paper says: 1.-The
battle between several policemen and
the Golding family on Turk street lit
tie past midnight yesterday morning
was a mysterious affair. The most i'm
portant question is, who shot Captain
Golding? He is lying at the receiving
hospital with bullet somewhere in his
body, the doctors do not know where, ana
the chances of life and death are about
even. The policemen who were in the
thick of the fight say young Goldlng
did all the shooting and that his father
must have received one of the bullets
in his back. They declare that none OF
the officers drew pistol at all, notwith-
standing the big sword with which the
CAPTAIN was doing brave execution,
the two revolvers which young Golding
held. the milk pitcher which they say
Mrs. Golding welded, and the efforts OF
the re-inforcements, including the man
who had acquired a Jag with Sui
Ivan; they did not even use clubs.
The Goldings, on the other hand, de-
clare Indignantly that the officers did
all the shooting, though they cannot
saw who held the revolvers. Thomas
Golding, Jr., admits that he had a re-
volver, but says it was empty and he
took il to the door as "buff." The re-
volyer found showed no sign of having
been fired recently. Then the officers
said that he had one in each hand, but
the other one has not been found. The
stories OF the belligerents are widely at
variance all through.
Thomas Golding, Jr., had possession
of horse which was claimed by Gle
ment Lacombe, a young man who lives
at Sonoma, and who is son OF Charles
Lacombe, of the firm OF Stock d La
combe. Lacombe swore out warrant
for young Golding's arrest on a charge
of horse stealing. He went TO the new
CITY Hall few minutes before mid
night. and Officer Knott was sent out
with him to arrest Golding and get the
horse. which Lacombe had discovered
was in Golding's stable, Officer Brown
went along, and when they got to the
Golding residence, at COZ Turk street
Brown and Lacom6e went to the rear,
and Officer Knott rang the doorbell.
The trouble began minute later.
Officer Knott says that as soon as the
door was opened Thomas Golding, Sr.,
struck him with q sword, cursed him
and grappled with him. The officer and
the valiant captain struggled for several
minutes, but Knott was no match for
the old sea captain, who is powerful
| man. Golding tore the officers star
| from his coat, and when other officers
arrived he pitched them, one after an
other, down the steps, smashing rail-
ing with them. Re-enforcements for
both sides were quickly on hand, land the
desperate fighting and the shooting
reused the neighborhood.
Thomas Golding, Sr., between short
breaths and spasms OF intense pain,
gave his account yesterday:
ain the afternoon" he said, "a man
working near by told me that he
thought thieves were prowling about
my place, and when was awakened by
the 6oor-bell l thought 1t might be
some tough, so l took down my sword
| that wore in the navy during the war.
When | opened the door | saw that the
man standing there had no uniform on,
and | did not believe that he was q
policeman. He tried to arrest me. and
| resisted him. l told him II he was
an officer to blow his whistle for
! helps1qPretty soon l got his whistle
away from him and blew 1t myself as
hard as l could. My son came out to
help me, and then some of the police
men who had come began shooting. l
am sure that the man ! first met at the
door was the one that shot me in the
back. When 1t was all over told them
was shot and asked them to call a
wagon, but they kicked me and dragged
me along, barefooted, bleeding and
| wounded as / was, clear to the City
Hall, cursing> and abusing me all the
way. At the station one OF these ruff
| fans said he would like to kill me, and
he pulled handful of whiskers out OF
my face"
Thomas Golding, Jr., whose head was
bandaged to protect three scalp wounds,
said:
"When heard trouble at the front
door didn't know what it was, but
when l Jumped out of bed | grabbed an
empty revolver from the holster of a
cowboy outfit l used to wear and ran
out, thinking l might bluff somebody
with 1t. / found my father struggling
with somebody, and, Of course, | would
take his part. said 4 am with you,
father aud sailed in. Pretty soon
shots began to be fred. but / couldn't
see who fred them. / had nothing
but that empty revolver and / knew
that none OF US fred any shots.
Some one of the officers struck me
over the head with revolver. Ny
rnnthnr uras there scared of cnnrsa hnf