The San Francisco call., 1897-08-15

ioit IoI Sal Jose on tne 2 CLOCK lldiii.
An hour and half later double-seated
carriage, with Constable Fay as driver and
having as the other occupants Sheriff
Lyndon, Dan butcher, Irving Mann and
the preventative OF The CALL, took the
road for the Garden City. Much was ex-
pected OF this journey and much was ac-
complished, for before Glendale was
reached Dan butcher had opened his lips
TO the truth and the whole terrible story
was given freely and unreservedly.
1t may be said in this connection that
before butcher made his confession he mad
not heard any portion OF the statement
made by Irving Mann 10 Constable Fay,
further than the simple charge that he
(Dutcher) had killed Schofeld, yet the
story he told was corroborative of the
statement given by Mrs. Schoteld's son
in every essential particular. When Sher-
iff Lyndon took him in hand the boys
Stubborn nature gave way, and in voice
quiyering with emotion he said:
Il did it and l am glad l did it!
would do il again. even If l went 10 San
Quentin for II!
again and again he went over the scenes
OF FRIDAY and Saturday with out a single
deviation. Here is his story of the shoot
ing of George w. Schofeld and of the
even is tha: led up to and followed it:
II killed Schofie.d, and [ am glad l
killed him. [ suppose they will give me
ten years in San Quentin for this, but l
don't care. 1 killed Schofeld 70 prevent
that brute from numbering his wife, and if
they punish me fo- that, then | am willing
10 take my medicine.
''How did it occur? Well, l will tell
every thing from start to finish. Schoheld
had been abusing his wife for some time,
but the ugly part began on Friday morn
ing. 1t was at breakfast Schotield said
he intended 10 sell the ranch and go to the
Klondike. Mrs. Schofie.d let him know
that he could not d o it, because there was
a homestead on the place. He said he did
not care - for the homestead, that
he would sell the place in spite of her.
No, you shan't, she cried. He called her
vile name, repeated his intention, and
i'm mediatelv afterward slapped her lace.
She retaliated by slapping his face. Then
he threw knife at her, and it just missed
her head. Oh, it was lively times about
then, | can tell YOU.
MRS. Schotield tried to get ont of his
way, but he said he would kill her, and,
catcning hold of her arm, be started to
drag her to the bedroom. He said his gun
was in there and that she would be dead
woman once he got the door locked on
her.
I'm her struggles to get free from her
husband Mrs. Schofield's 8 skirt was torn
from her. But she could not get away
from him. When they were near the bed
room door Irving Mann got between them
in order to get the gun and prevent the
threatened murder. Then Schofeld
dropped his wife, knocked Irving down
and kicked HIM, saying at the same time:
You --, if get that gun I'll fill
you full OF holes
Soon after this things quieted down
little. Mrs. Schofeld had got away and
the old man wrs tired out. He was putting
trff tn hy ho ION
and Irving went with me. The boy came
back at noon and was standing on the
porch with a broom in his hand when the
old man came out. What do you want
me to do?' said Irving. The old man said
he would show him, and grabbing the
broom struck him on the back with all
his might | did not see this, but Irving
told me about it afterward.
The row started up again about 10
o'clock that evening. After Schotied mad
called his wife every mean and ugly name
he could think OF he grabbed his gun and
said he would take her into the bedroom
and do the job this time all right. He
had dragged her to the hall, when | ran 10
part them, and into the bedroom, where
he kept the r fle.
Just as 1 was coming out of the door l
heard him say he would cur Irving's heart
out. The boy was then III his bedroom,
but when he heard these words be jun ped
out OF the window and ran around to the
dining-room porch. got there about the
same time. Mrs. Schoheld was there,
too. The old man got his gun, and was
charging around in the house threatening
to kill all of US. Where are your he
would shout. Come out and Til give you
a dose of lead
The dining-room door was open, but |
could not see into the room on account
of the screen door. Mrs. Schotield opened
it and l looked in. Schofied was then
sitting in his rocking g-chair in front of the
north window. He had his gun in his haLd,
and when he saw me he started to raise
it, but 1 cut loose and the bullet passed
through the sleeves of his shirt and went
through the window,
Right after that his jawing ceased. l
reckon the shot brought him to his SEN
ses. He begged his wife to come in, said
he was sorry for what he had done, and
asked her 10 forgive him. She went in
and pretty soon matters were quiet once
more"
"Do you know if he knew who fired the
shot at his head ?'
He must have known that l fred it,
though he did not go out that night TO
hunt me up. Perhaps he thought was
not lad to be fooled with"
well, what mex! -
perhaps you are wondering how came
to miss him. Well, the truth is was so
excited that was tire N bling all over. 1t
is a wonder l came within q mile of him.
"a: ter the row [ went to my room, TAX
ing the rife with me- | threw the empty
smell out OF the magazine and put in
new one. When L got the rife l had five
cartridges. On reaching my room l went
to the window, which projects beyond the
back side of the house, saw there was a
light in the front room where the Scho-
fields slept, and / waited to see if there
would be any further disturbance. If
there had been another racket in that
ROOM" exclaimed butcher, with grim de-
termination, II would have battered in
that window and got in and killed Scho-
field then and there. But | heard no
noise, and after a while [ pulled off my
clothes and went TO bed.
''In the morning, little after o. clock,
/ was awakened by a woman's scream.
Old Schofield was again on the rampage.
l ran out on the porch of the Toulouse
and saw the old man chasing his wife
around the house with gun. In a
twinking l had my clothes on and was
out OF doors rife in hand dete mined at
any cost to protect Mrs. Schotield. could
hear the voices and pretty soon saw Mrs
Schotield come from behind the house and
run toward the barn. l hurried in her
direction, going out ofthe gate and coming
into the barnyard by way of the bridge. |