The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1897-06-17
EFT To BRUTE AFFAIR
WEALTHY SOUTHERNER
OUSLY ASSAULTED AND ROBBED
BY AN OLD FRIEND.
MARTIN ENSLEY ARRESTED.
HIS STORY is THAT A THIRD MAN
is GUILTY. OF THE
CRIME.
WAS STRUCK DOWN FRoM BEHIND
Hammer Used to Pound Him Into In
sensibiIity-SiX Thousand Dol
lars Taken HA0m Him.

ST. LOUIS. Junc &c. B. Collins. a
wealthy Tennesseean, was lufeu ~ s ns
possible death Tuesday night by a man
he had known since boyhood, and with
whom he had been on terms of intimate
friendship for six years. His assailant
is Martin Ensley, of Memphis, whose
father, Col. Enoch Ensley, was one
of the most prominent mine owners
and planters of the South.
Ensley induced his companion to Wis
it Meramec Highlands, a summer re-
sort fifteen miles from here. On the
plea of illness. he led him to a clump
Of bushes about seventy-five yards
from the hotel. There, stepping be-
hind his victim, he dealt him blow
after blow on the head with a hammer
he had purchased presumably for the
purpose of committing the murder.
When the pounding with the piece Of
steel had reduced Collins to a state
of insensibility, Ensley stopped over
the PROSTATE body, and tore from a
vest pocket a roll of bills that mount
ed to Sc, 900. He darted up the hill and
passed the none to an accomplish.
Two men saw the terrible assault and
the robbery, and witnessed the trans
fer of the money, and the escape of
the principal and his accomplish. They
ran and notified Night Watchman
Busch and told him the story.
Ensley, after leaving his victim, had
run to the fence that skirts the Kirk
wood track, and then he passed the
money to his confederate. Ensley did
not try to board the car. Instead, he
ran along the fence and darted down
the hill leading to the river. Arriving
there, he followed the stream for near
ly a mile, until he reached a shanty
occupied by a boatman. He pounded
vigorously upon the door. and, when
the old la opened it, he exclaimed:
I've been robbed, and my friend
has been murdered. Help; look, 1 am
covered with blood"
The old man hastily dressed, and
answering to the strangers appeal for
assistance, he accompanied him up the
river and then up the hill toward the
inn. Ensley evidently expected to find
the body where he had left it, and
eVEnced great surprise when he saw
people running round
Here is a man you wan to tell
your story to-" the old bOatman said
as some one came up. The arrival was
Might w diCiIildu buoCI' IL IlIli 1lS
ley repeated the story he had told on
the river bank. t-
whats your name?" asked Busch.
Martin Ensley," was the reply.
you are the nan [ am looking for
said Busch. Il want you for murder
and he seized his prisoner.
Ensley protested his innocence, but
was. taken to the inn, and placed uI-
der guard
At ~daybreak Ensley was driven over
to. KirkwoCd and it was broad daylight
when the prisoner was taken to the
room on the third floor Of the north
side inn and brought face to face with
the wounded man, who was tossing on
the bed.
rs this the man who struck your"
asked a deputy.
Collins looked at him steadily.
Yes said he. "Ensley, how could
you do ft?' he added.
The prisoner looked down, muttered
something about having been assaulted
as well, and was led away. He was
Their driven over to Clayton.
DIR. Pitman, who attended Mr.. Col
Inns, said his wounds, which are ten
in number, will not prove fatal unless
blood poisoning follows.