The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1896-02-28
Candid Mt Least.

it's the late Cardinal Manning, whose
life, by Mr.. Purcell (Macmlllan), has
Just been published, was far from be-
ing austere, and among his intimate
friends he relished telling or hearing
amusing things. A story he never
shrank from telling was of a sculptor
who had once attempted his bust in
Rome. During one of the sittlngs, as
he was discoursing on phrenology,
Manning made him point out on the
head he was modelling the supposed
seat of various organs and qualities.
At last Manning had asked him where
was the seat of conscience, upon which
the sculptor had stalked across the
room, and, touching certain part of
the sitter's Uranium, remarked:
That's where it ought to be-"
They made him take the coal pick and
then marched up back to the smoking
car. Our hands were up, it was dark,
and we stumbled along over the rough
ground to be poked up by the barrels
Of the Winchesters. They made us 'cut
Off the baggage and express cars. On
the station platform other masked men
had the conductor, brakemen, postal
clerks, station agent and a passenger
or two lined up with their hands in the
air. Not shot was fired, and the whole
affair was as quietly conducted as a
funeral. When the cars had been cut
off my friend marched the fireman and
me back to the engine, and, sticking
his Winchester against my cheek, said,
Now pull out O. here damn quick
threw the throttle open in a hurry and
We started out on the jump. We hadn't
gone hundred yards when we stopped
so quick that the train robber was
thrown up against me and every one
went in a heap. 'What'n hell dye stop
fer% said the robber, sticking his Win
chester up against my face. L didn't
stop says /. The express messenger
has put on the air. The fact was we
had forgotten to disconnect the bell
rope, and when it went rafting through
the express car the messenger thought
the train had broken in two and set the
air brakes.
Pull her out Of here, said the train
robber, jabbing me in the back of the
neck with his gun. L can't do any
l.,
the air. set the pumps to going and
pointed to the throttle, which was wide
OPEN Then I argued with the fellow
and he kept urging me to start her up.
He was as ratified as a country boy pro-
posing to his girl. Pretty soon she got
air enough and began to move off, and
the fellow saw ] had been telling the
truth. We ran down to the coal chute
and he told me to stop her. Then we
all climbed out of the engine once more
and went back to the express car, the
robbers holding the fireman and me in
front Of them for protection. They
made me tell the messenger to open the
car door, which he did. Then they
went in and got sl,70o out of the way
safe. The through safe couldn't be
opened by the messenger.
" Got any chewing tobacco?' said one
of the robbers to me. pulled out my
plug, and he tookfa chew and put it in
his pocket. Then he offered me ten cents
for it, but made him a present of it.
Good night says he. Keep your
hands up and then all filed out of the
car and walked down the track and
into a little creek bottom, where they
had their horses and rode off. 1t is be-
lieved that it was the Dalton gang.
didn't. see their faces, but they i'm
pressed me as being in need of bath
and something I'd eat more than any
thing else Era
Mr.. Mac continued oilng his engine,
chuckled to himself "For year after
that we used to look for 'holdup' every
night, and especially on the anniversary
of the first, May ~ But nothing hap
pened, and we forget about It.
On the night ofpJnne !, 1892 at ten
o'clock, we had just pulled in Red Rock,
in the Otoe reservation. There was nc
one on the depot platform, and the de-
pot was dark | leaned out of the cab
to get the conductors high sign and
pull right out, when two men rose up
alongside the engine and climbed
aboard. l recognized my old friends
the train robbers, and put UP my hands
like little man Pull up TO the stock
yards says the gentleman who was
waiting on me. | pulled her wide open,
and the conductor, who was on the de-
pot platform, nearly got left.
"At the stockyards we stopped. IT
wasn't very dark, and | saw a bunch
of horses hitched to the stockyards
fence. The fellows in the engine told
the fireman and me TO climb down, and
made the fireman take his coal pick.
They lined everybody up alongside the
track and told the messenger to open
the car door For answer the messen-
ger fired at them through the door. The
robbers fired back and one Of them shot
down alongside the train to keep in
auisitive passengers inside. About one
hundred shots were fired.
81 had got tired holding my hands
up, and asked the gentleman who was
covering me to let me put them down.
All right says he, I guess you fellows
can't do any harm. After while the
car door was broken open, and the rob-
bers marched me into the car ahead OF
of them. / called to the messenger not
to shoot The lights were all put out
and he couldn't see me. Some one lit
my torch and the robbers-there ws1e
six of tllem--ransacked the car. One of
them wanted to shoot the messenger
because he had made so much trouble
for them, but | was feeling at home
with them by that time, and made a
talk for him, and they let him alone.
"They took the messengers watch just
to get even. They got into the way safe
and took $780, and then abused the
messenger because they couldn't open
the through safe. Every package in
the car was broken open in the search
for Whiskey and tobacco Finally they