The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-02-27
AN oLD-TIME LYNCHING.
Terrible Mob Rule and It's Thrilling
Expedients.

Expedients.
From, the Burlington HatcIeye.
Did you ever see q man lyncheda MOI
Well, to one who is unaccustomed to scenes
Of violence, and who can feel for the
wretched, whether innocent or guilty, it is,
to say the least, pitiful sight.
Some years ago 1 was in Bloomington,
ILL.,, when a young man was arrested for
vsgrancy and held on suspicion of being a
horse thief wanted at Jacksonville. The
sheriff, who was q kind-hearted man
allowed the prisoners to occupy a arge cell
during the day, where they might have the
doubtful benefit OF each others company.
When evening came they were locked up 10
their own cells The turnkey took this
young man to his cell and stopped over to
unlock the door, when the prisoner seized
the revolver that protruded from the hip
pocket of the turnkey and shot the turnkey
dead.
Before he could mako even an attempt to
escape the sheriff was upon him and locked
him up in his cell. The news that poor
Teddy, the turnkey, was murdered, soon
spread about the city, an excited throng
gathered about the old Jail. The crowd
kept growing with every minute and SO did
the excitement. Some of the most excita
bic could be heard to exclaim: Hang
himm Lynch him!" "Burn himm Break
down the DOORS" etc. l noticed that those
who did the most yelling and demanding
his life in the fiercess language were the last
TO take hand at breaking into the Jail.
The excitemene grew so intense that all
that was needed to begin in the work of
breaking down the doors was leader. They
had not long to wait, for soon a thick-set
man Jostled me, exclaiming: LET me
through here" In less than q minute after
the windows on that side were shattered to
atoms and some of the bars were wrenched
off, but the sheriff kept the mob at bay.
large log was brought and the doors were
battered III, but the faithful sheriff and his
deputies guarded the doors with drawn
revolvers. Not caring to try TO
force their way in in the face of
half a dozen revolvers. some of the
mob ran to the railroad shops, nearly
mile away, and returned with an iron rail.
They brought it to bear on the brick walls
and soon succeeded in pounding hole
through the bricks, but could not get
through the boiler iron with which the Jail
was lined. At last, after scufiiing with the
sheriff for over an hour, some of the mob
began TO throw stones and brick at the
sheriff. In the meantime an alarm was
sent to the fire department and they re-
sponded promptly. The cry went up that
they were going TO turn stream on the
mob, but u dozen men seized the hose
and threatened to cut it into a thou
sand pieces if they did not at once reel
1t up and leave. The fireman were power
less in the hands Of the mob and had to do
as they were told. When the mob began to
throw stones aud bricks at the sheriff, he
could no longer resist, and, stepping aside,
the mob surged into the Jail. They demanded
the keys to the murderer's cell, but the
sheriff had concealed them. Sledge ham
mers were quickly brought and soon we
could hear blows that were rained upon the
cell door, the wretched man covering 10 a
corner listening TO the blows thai were
sounding his death knell But he had not
long to suffer thus, for the door was soon
battered down.
The shivering wretch was seized and
dragged into the street. The mob was crazed
with excitement aud kept up a contin ual