The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-07-28
John .Jcannelrs Oengeance
Tale Of the Days Of the Tweed
Regime in New York City, :.

death half told. TIE whole dread story
would be finished unless within the pent
spaces of minute he interrupted its
recital with a promise. It was fate, and
the one potential doffed his hat to it.
He promised. Scannell returned his pis-
tol and was about to depart
Il do not doubt your word" said he to-
the potential one, for L do not doubt
that you are wise enough to keep it."
tn keep my word faltered the other,
but request You to say nothing Of our
interview"
For the first time since his brother lay
with Donahue's bullet in his life the least
shadow Of a smile fell across the face
of John Scannell.
You need take no alarm he OBJ
served Il II regard our interview as con-
fdential."
Florence ScannelI was given tie cleo
ton; the man of potency had kept his
word. Also, as reward of it, the poten-
tlal one at full three-score still dwells
among US i'll quiet and peace
Those months to follow the day when
he was shot down by Donahue went tip
toefng into TIE past, and the hour Of
aeath came on for Florence. ScannelI.
Worn of pain and starved by sick ness
he was only the shade of what he was
John Scannell was with him, as he had
been day and night. The one dying. too
weak to speak aloud, motioned his broth
er to draw nearer
John" he whispered, 1T shall not live
an hour. And before [ die [ want TO say
a word to you. I feel differently about
| Donahue, and now that 1 die I want to
| leave his punishment TO his consc, ence
If he were here, and l held his life In
my hand, I'd give it back to him John,
| you're my oldest brother and my best
and Oldest friend. You never refused me
in my life. I have one last request. [
want you to spare Denahue."
'F1orrie,' replied his brother axid the
tears Were wet on his face-"Florre 60
surely as you die and L live, I shall kill
Donahue."
There was moments pause Then:
John, whispered the other, you have
| Broken my heart"
And he died without further word
On the cot was the dead, and by its
| side knelt the living, and there john
! Scanned made his VOW anew that be it
late or be it soon be it far or be it near,
yet should his vengeance find a~tidne. He
| would have life for life; he would pay
with death his debt of death
john Scannell made a visit to D3na-
hue. His hope was to force him forth 10
battle; he would not kill him as his
brother was slain; Donahue should have
his chance. Scannell was coidly steady
when he found his man.
MY brother is dead said he, "and
| you murdered him. If you had Killed
him in honest quarrel and, with his face
| towards you, 1 would not harbor thought
against you. But this was murder
murder plain and cowardly. You killed
him when he had no difference with you
and while his back was turned. For
what you did there's no. excuse, nor shall
you find escape Yet 1 will deal better
by you than you did with him. You
shall see your death and defend yourself
against me; your hand shall hold. every
advantage that I hold in mine. Yon
must come and fight. You should not
hesitate; you are not new to weapons nor
to taking life. You have already Killed
! two men, and dearly wounded one. And
you must come with me- To help you TO
decision, I promise it's your only door to
safety. You've killed my brother You
must now kill1me or I shall kill you"
Donahue turned white as paper. Don
ahue was bold but there} was that so in
| veterate in the one before ohiRl, he
seemed so fraught of all that crushed and
Killed, that DOnahue sfrank from him as
from a mystery of midnight, DonahUe
smelled his death off Scanneu as kline
smell in the wind the unborn storm. DON
ahue refused to meet with Scanneu.
Four days had passed. 1Donahue, IN
/ company of two of his ad1larents was
walking in Fourth avenue. Scanned leap
ed from carriage and approached Done
/ ahue AS he came near he called to the
! other: a
Get ready; you are not to be killed
! without defense" s.'' &
Donahue turned and fed he was gone
in a twinl1ling. d. Scannell made no at
tept to shoot nor follow; his thought was
still to have his man at bay.
There was that to happen which would
show Scannell that his enemies were not
so frank as he. He. was waylaid on
Twenty eighth street by seven braves Of
the Ring. The notorious OWney- -Geoghe
! gan WAS. at their van. Their orders
were to Stay Scannell on sight. The seven
! poured a volley against him. But his own
pistol spoke with theirs, and as he fell
with three wounds, a bullet-convulsed
| brigand remained to bear him bleeding
company. The others fled. AS they ran
! the indomitable Scannell raised his shot
| body and fired twice. Each bullet stopped
| an enemy. There were no deaths to be
! the result of this attempted assassination.
| Scanned recovered, as did also the
wounded trio Of woIld-be murderers The
! Ring still sought to compass his death.
| The Ring again ordered it., but there
was now none among the Danites of
| courage to hunt this Hector.
! Following this last collision, John Scam
nell disappeared Some there were to
| say that he'd left the town; others told
| that he was still here, but disguised; the
! thing sure, however, was that none might
| make certain of aught concerning him.
! And with that, not alone Donahue but
Tweed and Sweeny and Hall and others
! of the Rings highest went nervously lest
! their lives, too, were written in the books
| OF Scannell.
Donahue remained, for the great part
out of town. He crept to his home at IN
tervals TO lie in hiding for day or two;
| then he would fit again. A fugitive day
! and night. Donahue's every moment was
| fevered of fear, and his life already fall
| en- into a semi eclipse Of DEATH
/ 1t was few months following the at
| tack of the seven Danites on Scannell.
! Donahue came secretly to his hime The
| night following. with two others, Dona-
hue was about in one of the more retired
| streets. Suddenly, and wanting sign or
warning, one whom none recognized
stood before them in the gloom Not
word was spoken; there was the bluff
! bark of a. Derringer, and Donahue fell.
! shot through the body. The stranger
| disappeared like a dark ghost, as ne
| had come like one
DOnahue, tenacious Of life, got well of
! this wound as Of tIes first; but before the
fact was abroad, he had gone-where,
| no one knew
1t is curious thought and one which
tells for the self-centered sort of Sean
NELL that none dared speak to aim Of
Donahue. Richard Croker. his nearest
friend, was asked to interpose his in
nuence with Scanned. Croker shook his
head
1 d give all I'm WORTH he sad, land
ten years off my life if the matter might
end as it is. It's bad. and more will
make 1t worse. But'-and Croker paused