The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1892-07-27

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Amalgamation in Homestead, went TO
the landing and conferred with the
Pinkerton5. The latter only asked to
be allowed to leave the boats with their
lives, leaving after them their arms and
ammunition. This was readily conceded,
and the battle on the banks of the placid
Monon gahela was ended.
Running the Gauntlet.
After the capitulation OF the Pinker-
tons excitement ran high when the news
spread that the deputies would be taken
ashore crowd Of steel workers
rushed upon the boats and in twinkling
the cabins were filed. The Pinkerton
guards shook like aspen leaves. They
huddled in groups in the corners and
waited FOR death. They were jostled
about, kicked and cuffed and sworn at,
but their lives were spared, although
rougher treatment was in store for
them at the hands of the main army OF
the mob still left on the river bank.
Broken windows and doors and bod
ding with which the boats were we'll
stocked for siege, were thrown over
board, and about thirty rifles were con-
iiscated by the steel workers. The rest
of the arms and ammunition were taken
charge OF in the name Of the Amalga-
mated Association. Then the march
of the prisoners to the shore and through
the quarter of a mile of mill-yard to
Munhall station of the Pittsburg, Nir-
ginia and Charleston Railroad was be-
gun. The Pinkorton men were brought
ashore singly and in couples. They
walked unmolesttd down the gangplank
and up the bank.
At the top of the bank they found
themselves in narrow passageway be-
tween two huge piles of rusty pig iron.
When they emerged it was TO enter a
lane formed by two long lines OF infuri
ated people who did not act like human
beings-people who had not been brave
enough to do battle when there was
danger, Tut who were cowardly enough
TO maltreat the PinkertonS when oace
they were prisoners and disarmed. The
cooler-headed men tried TO protect their
prisoners, but were not wholly,SuccesS-
full. The people composing this mob
were men and women who were frenZied
by the long day of fighting and blood
shed. Their own relatives and COM
rades had been shot down, and they
thirsted for revenge. They had no
thought for the rules OF modern warfare.
Surrender did not end all with them, and
as the Pinkerton men, every one with
satchel in hand, came in view they
jumped upon them. like pack OF wolves.
The men screamed for mercy. They
were beaten ever the head with clubs
and the butt ends of rifles. You could
almost hear the skulls crack. They
were kicked, knocked down and Jump d
upon Their clothes were torn fro II
the T backs, and when they finally es-
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ness and with the blood in st cams
rushing down the backs of their heals
soaking their clothes. 1t ran in rivulets
down their faces, which in the melee
thew had cove ed with their hands.
Women, too, were in the me, and
they piled clubs and stones as vigor-
ously as did the IN n. They made more
noise, for they were continuously boot
ing at the Pinkertons and urging the
men on in their terrible work. The only
guards that were not assaulted were
those wounded, and they were greeted
with howls and cries that must have
made them pray for death.
Arriving at the outer gate the Pinker-
ton men were compelled TO run another
gauntlet. Women and children and
small boys with rifles on their shoulders
formed the major portion of the crowd
which gave the Pinkerton men the part
ing salute.
At the end of the lane the Pinkerton
guards were met by a score of men, all
armed with rifles. This little escort
headed the procession for the Opera
House, where the main body OF the pris
oners were held for safe keeping pre-
paratory To the arrival OF the Sheriff.
When the last Pinkerton had left the
barge the mob cried, Burn the boats
The suggestion was taking one. an /
they waited long enough to unload sew
eral boxes OF Winchester rifles and am
muniton, and then, IA SIZED that they
had all the arms, The torch was apy lied
10 the lion Mountain and the Mononga-
heia simultaneously. Aided BY oil and
fed by the dry wood of the inside, ii was
not long until the flames were leaping
far above the high river bank, and the
mob was driven back by the intense
heat.
Nero could not have been more happy
when h. saw fome in flames than were
those Infatuated steel workers when
they beheld the fire destroying the
barges, which only short time before