The weekly tribune. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1891-1894, 1891-03-21

BILE Sicilians trembled in terror until a
moment when the doors would yield to
the angry throng on the outside. Capt.
Davis refused the request to open the
prison and the crowd began ~battering In
the doors. Neighboring houses readily
supplied axes and battering rams and
willing hands forced the openings. Then
the turnkey was overpow cred and the
keys taken from him. A patrol wagon
drove up, with a detachment of police
men, who were driven away under a fire
OF mud and stones. When the leaders In.
side OF the prison got possession of the
keys the inside gate was unlocked and the
deputies in that lobby rapidly got out of
harms way. The avengers pressed into
the yard of the white prisoners. The
door OF the first cell was open and a
group OF trembling prisoners stood in
side. They were not the men wanted and
the crowd very quickly burst into the
yard. Peering through the bars of the
condemned cell was a error-sticken face
which some one mistOOk for ScotfedO. A
vOlley was fired at him 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 Italians were. "Go to
the female department." someone yelled,
and there the men ran. The leader
called for someone who knew the right
men and a volunteer responded and the
uoor was thrown open. The gallery was
deserted, but an old woman said the men
were upstairs. A party of seven or eight
quickly assembled, and as they reached
the landing the assassins fled to the other
end. Half a dozen followed them.
Scarcely a word was spoken. 1t was
time for action. When the pursued and
pursuers reached the stone courtyard the
former darted toward the Orleans side of
the gallery and crouched down beside the
cells. Faces blanched and being I'M
armed they were absolutely defenseless.
In fear and trembling they screamed for
mercy, but the avengers were merciless.
Bang! bang! bang! rang out the reports
OF the murderOus weapons and a deadly
rain of bullets poured into the c%rouchlng
figures. Gerachi, the closest man, was
struck in the back of the head and his
body pitched forward and lay immova-
BILE on the stone pavement. Romero fell
10 his knees, with his face in his hands,
and in that position was shot to death.
Monastero and James Caruse fell to-
gether under the fire of half a dozen
guns. The executioners did their work
we'll, and beneath the continuing fire
Comtex and Trahinia, two of the men
who had not been tried but who were
charged jointly with those accused, fell
together. Their bodies we're riddled with
bullets. When the group of assassins
were discovered on the gallery Macheca,
ScOffedi, ard an old man named Marchesi
separated from the other six and ran up
stairs. Thither half a dozen men fol-
lowed, and as the terror stricken men
ran they were slain. Joe Macheca,
charged with being the arch-consplrater,
was sumfqarily dealt with. He had his
back turied when a bullet struck him
behind the ear and death was instantane-
GUS. No blood flowed from the wound,
and when the body was picked up the
ear was swollen so as to hide the
wound. Scoffedi, one of the most villain
Gus of the assassins, dropped like a log
when the bullet hit him in the eye. Old
man Marchesi was the only nan not
killed outright. He was struck on the
top of the head while he stood beside
Macheca, and though MORALLY wounded,
fingered all the evening. POleiZe, a crazy
man, was locked up in a cell up stairs.
The doors were flung open and one of
the avengers shot him through the body.
He was not killed outright and was
dragged down stairs and brought
through the doorway, by which the
crowd entered. Half carried, half
dragged, he was taken to the corner, a
rope was tied around his neck and the
people pulled him up to the cross bars.
A. score of men poured a volley of shot
into his body, and for several hours the
body was left dangling IN the air. Bag
netto, was caught in the first rush up
stairs and the first volley of bullets
pierced his brain. He was pulled out
through the main entrance to the prison,
and from a limb of a tree his body was
suspended, although life was already
gone. As oon as the bloody work was
done, Parkerson, the leader. addressed the
crowd and asked them to disperse. This
they consented to do with a ringing
shout, but thew first made a rush for
Patterson and lifting him bodily, sup
ported him On their shoulders
while they marched up the
street. The avengers came
back in Il body to the Clay statute
and then departed. From one end of the
city to the other the actions of the citizens
is applauded.
OMalley, the detective, who would have
shared the tate of the assassins if he had
been caught, has disappeared and the
members of the jury are in hiding.
Though there is Il big crowd on Canal
street tonight, the trouble seems all over.