Sunday morning globe., 1901-08-18
PART IL

NfNhNA AANf WIN AAn htANAh w INV NINA'
door of a saloon. and on either side OF
him recognized several personal en-
emies. among whom were Frank
Clarke assistant prosecuting attorney
of the police court. and Jack Terrier
political rounder. Knowing these
two individuals. ! surmised their mis-
sion Of witnesses to clear Osborne in
the event that l was killed. / was then
some % or 80 feet distant from him
and closely watched his movements,
His right hand was in his overcoat
pocket and his right arm kept work
ing up and down like the piston Of an
engine. We looked each other In the
eye, and as ! advanced [ kept the peo-
pie coming towards me between Os-
borne and myself, taking the outside
instead of the inside passage OF lane
between the surging masses Of people,
men. women and children, with which
the sidewalk was packed. ! knew Os-
borne was a dead shot, and my object
was TO prevent him dropping me until
/ got to close quarters. He had the
reputation of shooting silver dime
from "a split stick stuck In the ground
at 80 yards, with an ordinary revolver.
I wore glasses and my sight for dis
tance was poor, indeed, therefore If /
would fight on anything like equal
terms I must get within a few feet OF
my antagonist besides I had an idea
that close fighting would minimize the
danger to innocent bystanders the
crowds Of men, women and children
referred to. Osborne tried evidently
to get an opening i'm the crowd Of suf-
tieient length of time to fire and drop
me, but / adroitly bafled his intention,
and mutually glaTing at each other, I
advanced until l was almost abreast
Of him and but or feet apart. The
pedestrians who separated us were
now the only obstacle 20 the combat
and as the last one passed and left the
8 feet space clear between us, the
muzzles Of our revolvers met and
there was a simultaneous explosion Of
both weapons. Osborne was a Rower-
full athlete, standing over six feet in
height and weighing considerably over
200 pounds, without an ounce of super
fiuous flesh. His age, I should Judge,
at the time was in the neighborhood
Of 80 years His bullet tipped my right
ear and entered the leg of a physician
standing on the platform Of a passing
street car My bullet entered Os-
bOrnes cnin. exactly square in the
center. ard passed out the back Of his
neck fattenlng itself against the brick
wall of the saloon. Osborne slightly
reeled, but whatever his other faults,
ne was deed game, and raising MS
weapon fired pointblank at my head
and as he zigzagged to the rear. seek.
ing shelter he again fired at my breast
His two bullets found victims I'm the
crowd. wounding, though not at this
time fatally, two men, one i'm the
breast and one In the arm. Meanwhile
/ emptied my revolver, firing as I ad-
vanced, or followed his retreating fig
ure towards the wall or sign of the
saloon Every shot / fired, however,
missed for an explanable cause, and
the bullets struck the brick wall Of the
saloon, injuring or wOunding nobody.
My aim, if presenting a revolver in
front OF ones person at an antagonist
a eew feet distant. can be called an
"aim," was each time disarranged, first
by the zigzag retreat Of Osborne, and
secondly by the surging crowd which
pressed me on all sides in their panic
to get in rear Of the shoOust-myself
The crowd finally got between me and
Osborne, as our revolvers had ceased
cracking. and the last I saw Of him
through the temporary opening in the
crowds, he was standing with his back
to the wall Of the restaurant adjoining
the saloon, revolver I'm hand, and ap.
parently uninjured At least, he man
ifested no signs Of weakness, and as
will be evidenced further along, did
not, in fact, experience any, notwith.
standing the extraordinary character
OF his wound.
/ have stated that my brother left
me at my request and mixed with the
crowd. This was, it appears, only pre-.
tense on his part. He had followed in
a parallel course through the crowd
and witnessed the fight. When the
crowd separated Osborne and myself /
made frantic efforts to break through
IL to get at Osborne, and called loudly
or hysterically on him to fight it out.
| attempted to shoot him through the
crow but could not fire for fear Of in.
turing somebody, and for a more po.
tent reason winch will presently ap.
pear. My brother, who must have
heard my cries at the beginning Of the
fight. and hearing or seeing me no
longer, being separated from him by
a dense mass OF excited people, he
crossed OF attempted TO cross the open
space separating the north and south
crowds of people. Now Osborne had
the range OF this open space and as
soon as my brother entered it to cross
he rushed like a lion on him, firing
as he advanced. This / witnessed, and
although firmly held by a deputy mar.
shal who pinioned my hands from be.
hind. dragged the officer to his knees,
and in that position, the crowd open
ing again at the renewed firing, I ad-
vanced. pulling the officer after me.
Meanwhile my brother. who proved
himself the real hero Of the combat,
after having failed as peacemaker, ran
towards the street pursued by Osborne,
who was shooting TO kill Two Of Os-
borne's bullets hit my brother one I'm
the arm and one In the center Of the
back. My brother. having reached the
street encountered a stationary street
car. and haHing he drew his revolver
Osborne, seeing the act, showed the
white feather, and turning raced for
shelter In the hat store. Here he at
tempted to reload his revolver, but my
brother. supposlng himself mortally
wounded. entered the hat store feeling
a natural reDugnance TO dying on the
street AS he entered, Osborne snap
ped his pistol at him. It Is a most re-
markable fact that this was the only
bullet which missed fire. II It had not
my brothers brains would have been
scattered In the doorway He clinChed
Osborne to prevent him firing again.