The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1897-07-04

away, whereupon Miller drew his pis-
toll down on him and cried out: stop,
or I'll kill you" The man halted, but
soon began to move off slowly, and
seeing that Miller intended to shoot
him, 1 called out: Don't shoot him,
let him CO." the man meanwhile run
ming off down the sidewalk. AS this
the bridge. entered the street on a
full run. Stiles, as he is called, met
the man whom Miller had permitted to
go, and commanded him to stop,
threatening to shoot him If he did not.
1 shouted to Stiles to let the man go,
and not to shoot him. whereupon
Stiles and the man on the buckskln
100 yards south of the bank, Jim stop
ping in front of the bank with me.
Now, to return to the man who first
discovered what was going on in the
bank. l told him to get off the street,
which he did. 1 have learned since
that the gentleman was DR.. Wheeler.
and the other gentleman was J. s.
Allen. Both Of them heard me call to
Miller not to shoot, and both of them
could have heard me repeat the COM
mand to Stiles.
l will now return to my narrative
where I broke off by this depression.
Jumping off my horse 1 ran to the
out, as the alarm was given and I
thought the citizens were arming them
selves. Bob Younger came out, and I,
thinking all were coming, got on my
horse and started north to the corner
of Bridge Square, when 1 saw man
at a window upstairs across the street
with gun. To brighten him away,
l shot a pane Of glass out above his
head, WhereupOn he stepped back out
Of sight. This man was, I think, DR..
Wheeler. I then fired into the corner
of the building on Bridge Square, to
brighten the people away from our
horses, and they ran around the cor
ner out Of sight. Bob went on down
the sidewalk to the stairway, intend
ing to get his horse at that point. 1
noticed that Bob was the only one who
had answered my call, SO 1 again turn
ed and ran back to the bank, and
shouted to those inside For Gods
sake, come out!' Just then Miller call
ed to me, saying he was shot, and
locking at him, 1 saw blood running
down his face The firing by this time
had become general, and as the two in
the bank had not yet come out 1 was
forced for the third time to ride to
the bank and call to them to come out,
and this time they did so. In the
meantime Miller had been shot again
and had fallen from his horse
jumped from my horse, ran to Miller
to see how badly he was hurt, and
while turning him over, was shot in
the left hip. I took Miller's pistols,
remounted my horse and rode towards
Bob, who was standing near the stair
way, Jim being with me. At this mo-
ment Bob was shot. I saw him change
his pistol from his right hand to his
left, and from the way his right arm
hung limp at his side I knew it was
7 "a n inn 10
there, and, turning to Jim, L told him
to catch Miller's horse for Bob. This
was done, Bob ran up the street, and
Jim helped him to mount. I then call
ed to Pitts to help me get Miller up
on my horse, it being my intention
to carry him before me. On lifting him
up, we saw that he was dead, so I told
Pitts to lay him down again and to
run up the street out of range, and
would take him up behind me.
1 then cried out to the rest Of the
party to move on ahead and they
started, Jim leading the horse that
Bob rode. Pitts ran up the street
about a hundred yards where lie
mounted behind me, and we rode out
of town on the Dundas road. Up to
this time [ did not know that a citi-
zen had been shot, nor did know that
any Of our party had shot with the
intention of hitting any one. 1 knew
that , never fired a shot at any one
:.2tending, to hit, nor did Jim. The
fact is, that all of the trouble was
caused by a quart of whisky which,
as I learned afterwards, one of the
three men that went into the bank had
concealed, and between where they
left us in the woods and town they
had drank the most Of it and were
drunk That accounts for them not
shutting the door Of the bank and not
coming out according to agreement
when [ called to them that the alarm
was given and the people were arm
ing themselves. Had it not been for
the whisky there would not, in all
probability, have been a man killed,
and I can truthfully say had known
they had whisky I never would have
gone into the town; for with all my
faults, and 1 am sorry to say they
were many, whisky drinking was not
one Of them, and I never had conf
dence in a man that he would do the
right thing or what was expected of
him when he was under the influence
of whisky. When we got out Of town
the last man to leave the bank told
me that as he jumped on the counter
as he was leaving the bank he saw
Miller lying in the street, and at the
same moment one of the clerks sprang