The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1897-04-10

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stuffed 1t into his pocket, remarking
as he did so: . You needn't try to get
hold Of that; you couldn't do anything
with that little derringer anyway. 81 81
The revolver was a Smith & Wesson,
81 calibre, and we considered tia good
one, but Of course it was not very for
midable beside their number As na-
vies. y XII # #s b
The revolver was found on Pitts at
the time Of his capture and death, and
appropriated by some one as SOU
venir. It was well for me that did
not reach the weapon, as my assail-
ants would have shot me before I.
could have used it.
arose to my feet after this incident
feeling that I ought to be making
some effort at defense, or at least try
to get outside to give the alarm. Turn
ing to me, Bob Younger said: Where's:
the money outside the safe? Where's;
the cashiers till?" Pointing to a. box
with partitions in it, on top of the.
counter, in which we kept nickels,
pennies, and perhaps little silver,
as hard money had just begun to cir
culate about that time; the box not
containing more than $100, at any
| time, I said: There's the money out.
side" Below where this box stood,
was drawer underneath the counter,
. containing about $4,000 in bills, to
which I did not call his attention, and
which he did not find. Again telling
me, "Get down on your knees, and
| keep your hands up Bob turned, and
| taking a grain sack from underneath
linen dpster he wore (by. the way, :
believe all the gang wore these linen
busters, that they might better con-
ceal their weapons and cartridge BELTS, J,
! proceeded to transfer to the bag the
contents of the cash box After putting
in a handful or two it seemed to oc-s
| cur to- him that the '.claim he was
working, panned out but little,' and he
turned to me again, finding me on my
feet. With a wicked look and horri-,
BILE oath, he said: There's more mon-
ey than that out here. Where's that:
cashier S till? What in hi are you
standing up for? told you to keep
down." He then caught hold of me
and forced me to the floor offering
nc. resistance. While hold of my coat,
feeling a large pocket or bill-book Z
carried in the inside pocket, he said
What have you got here? ?" and pull.
ing it out far enough to see what it.
was, pushed it back in place again,
He may have thought I had some
weapon there. Then pressing his re-.
volVer against my temple, and crowd
| ing my head to the floor, he said !:
1 4 Show me where that money is, YOU
or I'll kill you AT that
moment I fully expected my time had
come. [ cannot tell the sensation I
experienced, but know many thoughts
flashed through my mind 1 thought of
my wife, my mother and my Maker,
and felt reconciled to die. I made no
further answer to his threats or. de-
mands, and in a moment he released
me, and renewed his search for the
money he knew must be outside the
safe. again arose to my feet with the
determination to get away if possible,
as resistance was more than useless.
I had witnessed the knocking down of
| Haywood, the cutting of his throat,
and Immediately after the shot had
| been fired close to his head, saw the
blood trickling down his face and neck,
and from my point of view, supposed
the bullet had entered his head and
killed him, as he was prostrate.
| While Bob Younger was examining
the contents of drawer, with his face
turned from me, though his revolver,
in his outstretched hand, was pointing
directly at me, thought my opportuni-
ty for escape had come. West Of the
bank building, across an alley, and
fronting on Mill Square, was Manning's
hardware store, the rear door of which
was at right angles to the rear door of
the bank. Z reasoned quickly that I
could get into Manning's store from
the rear, and give the alarm, not know
ing of course what was transpiring on
the streets. Wilcox was ON his knees
in the passage between me and the.
door. I motioned to him with my
| hand to move a little forward that +
| might pass, and I dashed past him
and through the rear door, which
seemed to be the best "opening for
young man" I had ever seen. sprung
the blinds by throwing my weight.
against them, turned to the left when
/ outside, descending some steps to the
alley, turned again at the bottom of
the steps, and was opposite the rear
door of Manning's store, when was
halted by a bullet AS I started to-
leave the bank, Pitts, whose eyes.
seemed to be everywhere, saw me, and
with a Whoop rushed after me. He was
in front of the vault, operating with
1 HeyWood, and before he could know
my intention, was out Of range along
/ the side of the vault, and making good
time. AS he turned the corner Of. the
4 vault, and came in sight Of me, he shot,
i The bullet Whizzed past my ear, and
through the blinds ahead of me, cut
ting half the size of the ball from each
/ blind. Then standing on the stems he