The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-02-23

saction. Those fellows look more like
lot Of chicken roost desperadoes than bold.
bad men, and that's Just about what they
were until they heard how easy 81 was 10
hold up a train and nerved up with
whisky. thought they'd take flyer
1T happened the night of CleVeland's
election, Nov 6. 1892. about 1870 o'clock.
These fellows-their names are Jesse
Jackson. that fellow with the empty
sleeve was the leader; next to him Ed
NewcOmb, a half Cherokee, and the fee
next to the end, Scott Bruner-were the
bold buccaneers. They had laid for the
train five nights at Red Rock. hut as 1t
was a flag station and there was no one
to get Off and the train wasn't tagged, of
course. they had to wait, They were
such a scrub lot that the agent didn't
take them for train robbers, and paid no
attention to them. They got tired OF
waiting. and one night bought a ticket for
Orlando. and the agent stopped the train.
OF course. 1t was my luck to catch them.
When the train stopped they climbed
aboard the engine, and I turned around
to see this kid Jackson with gun pointed
at my head. He was so scared that he
looked as though he would be glad to he
out of II. ! put up my hands and began
to josh him. when he stuck his gun in
my face and told me to shut up Another
had the fireman covered. Then they made
us get down and cut OF the express car
and pull out. They were very nervous and
excited, and couldn't talk straight. We
pulled down the track mile TO cut.
Then jackson took me back ia the express
car and told me to tell the messenger to
didn't do one of the fees produced a
stick OF dynamite. 1t looked like an old
Roman candle. and l.asked him If he was
going to let off some fireworks to cele-
brate the event. He earnestly told me IL
was dynamite, and to read the label on it
If / didn't believe II. IL was dynamite,
sure enough. II had tuse ABOUT six
inches long.
jackson made me put the dynamite
against the car door and told me TO light
the fuse. IL was raining and sleeting,
and the fuse was wet. Here, I'll fix that,
said Jackson. and he cut It off until only
an inch and half was left. Then he put
me in front of him, and, reaching around
my legs, touched II off with a match. We
had lust time to tumble off the platform
when the dynamite exploded and blew the
door and the platform into splinters.
"Then we all marched into the car, they
pushed the fireman and me in front Of
them, to get shot II the messenger proved
warlike. They searched the car, but found
nothing except some guns. The fireman
and | leased them about making so much
trouble for a few old guns. They made
the messenger keep his hands up, and
jackson kept chucking him under the chin
with the muZzle of his gun to keep his
head up, much to the messengers enjoy
ment Then they went away, crest-
fallen, shivery, wet lot Of disappointed
"a few days after this the United States
marshals got after them, shot Jackson $
arm off, and captured him. They put
him in jail in Guthrie, where he died from
the effects of opium. The others, | think,
are now in jail. About all the gentlemen
who have done business with my train in
the robbing way are either dead or in jail.
Bill Doolin Is supposed to have had a hand
in the Red Rock robbery.
Now, / suppose I've had as much expe-
and II has not given me an exalted opinion
and il has given me an exalted opinion Of
of their manliness, courage, or other noble
qualities / think they're scrubs, and
that's the opinion the marshals hold of
them. OF course, like rats, they will fight
when cornered, but they're not the stun
from which TO make heroes"