Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1892-07-28
NO. 90

o'clock this afternoon a dark cons
plexioned young man with jew
ish cast of countenance of medium
height and fairly we'll dressed, en-
tered the elevator in the Chronsczc-
Telegraph building, which is also
occupied by the Carnegie Steel
company, limited, and asked to be
let off at Mr.. Frick's office. The
young man had been frequent
visitor during the few days, and
David Fortney, the elevator boy
thought nothing of the request
but stopped at the second floor
and pointed out the way to the
Chairman's private room. Two
minutes later the occupants of the
building and the passers by on
Fifth avenue were startled by three
pistol shots fred in rapid success
sion. Intuitively the victim was
OWNED and "Frick is shot," were
the words soon passing from mouth
to mouth on the streets. It was
true. The man, believed to be
crank, had assaulted the great steel
master, but the latter, notwiths
standing two bullet wounds and
four ugly gashes from dagger,
still lives and will probably re-
cover.
The Office of Mr.. Leishman, q
business partner of Mr. Frick, is
adjoining that of the chairman.
Mr.. Leishman had come in and
the two were holding a private
conference, no one else being in
the room. A few minutes before
2 o'clock Harry Heckley, the office
boy, noted man hastely push open
the swinging gate in the railing
that runs between the public pors
tion and the enclosure where the
desks of the stenographers and
clerks are located. There was no
one near the private Office door
and the boy hurried up to ask the
intruder what he wanted, but be
was too late, as the stranger had
already entered the private apart
ment: AS he entered the office
Mr.. Frick looked up, as did also
Mr.. Leishman, to see who it was.
Mr.. Frick was examing a bundle
of papers. The man sprang within
about five feet of Mr.. Frick and
quickly drawing his pistol pulled
the trigger. The first cartridge did
not explode. The second shot
entered the back of Frick's
| neck and glancing downward pass
| ed to the outside below the arm
pit. Mr.. Frick made an exclama-
ton and jumped to the circular
window on the Fifth avenue and
tried in vain to open it. The ass
sailant passed nearly in front of
the desk and approaching close to
Mr.. Frick fired again. The bullet
entered the muscle at the left side
of the neck and passed around to
a Judgment under the right ear,
| where it was later reached by
probe.
At this instant Mr.. Leishman
threw himself on the wouldsbe-a as.
sassin and wrested for him the
possession of the revolver. He
clutched the barrel and turned the
mnzzle upward as the cartridge cx-
pleaded, the ball entering the
plastering.
With agility the desperate man
drew a dagger and attempted to
stab Mr.. Leishman, who was hold
ing the assailant by the shoulder
and. body. Mr.. Frick saw the
CLEAN of the steel and, although
staggered by the shock OF the
wounds and bleeding profusely,
Jumped between the men and
seized the mans arm, The latter
freed himself from Mr.. Leishman's
grasp and plunged the dagger into
Mr.. Frick's right side just above
the hip, making an ugly wound
three inches long. He made
another lunge.
j This time the point struck a rib
and glanced down without inflict-
ling much injury. Thrice again
was the knife thrust at him, but he
was merely scratched by the three
last attempts to kill him. The
lstruggle was in full view of those
| on the streets.
I By this time an Office boy and
Deputy Sheriff Way, had thrown
themselves on the assassin. Way
had drawn his revolver and was
about to shoot him in the back
| when Mr.. Frick, cried out, "Don't
kill him. We haye got him all
Il right. Leave him to the law"
I The man broke away and tried to