Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1904-10-13
r.s soul goes ma.cs:ag Ga.
Glory. glory. ha!ia!uiah.
Glory. glory. halleluiah!
Glory, glory. haileluiaa:
HIS soul gees marching o.:


A gun spat fire from the higher
ground, and Willetts dropped where
he stood. but was up again in second.
with red line across his forehead
where the ball had srazed his temple.
The mob spread out like Il fan, the
men climbing the fence and beginning
the advance through the fields. thus
closing on the ambuscade from both
sides. Mr.. Watts. wading through the
high grass in the field north OF the
road, perceived the barrel of a gun
shining from the fence some distance
in front of him and the same second.
although no weapon was seen IN his
hand, discharged q revolver at the
clump of grass and weeds behind the
gun. Instantly ten or twelve men
leapcd from their hiding places along
the fences of both fields and. firing
hurrial!y and harnlessly into the scat
tered ranks of the oncoming mob.
broke FOR the shelter of the houses.
where their fellows were posted. TAX
en- on the TANKS and from the rear
there was but one thing for them to
DO to keep from being hemmed in and
shot or captured. They excessively pre-
ferred being shot, With wild. high.
joyous yell, sounding like the bay OF
young hounds breaking into view of
their quarry. the Plattviue men fol-
lowed.
The most eastward Of the debilitated
edifces of Six Crossroads was the sa-
loon. 1t bore the painted legends, on
the west wall. Last Chance" on the
east wall. First Chance" Next to
this and separated by two or three
acres Of weedy vacancy from the cor
ners. where the population centered
thickest. stood-if one may so pedi-
cate of building which leaned in sew
en- directions-the house of Mr.. Rob
ert Skillet, tie proprietor of the sa-
loon. Both buildings were shut up as
tight as their state Of repair permit
ted. AS they were farthest to the east.
they formed the nearest shelter. and to
them the Crossroaders bent their flight,
though they stopped not here, but dis
appeared behind Skillett's shanty. put
ting it between them and their pur-
suers. whose guns We're beginning 10
speak. The fugitives had u good start.
and. being the picked runners Of the
Crossroads they crossed the open.
weedy acres in safety and made fer
their homes. Every house had become
q fort and the defenders would have
to be fought and torn out one by one.
As the guns sounded, woman in a
shanty near the forge began TO scream
and kept on screa ming.
On came the farmers and the men OF
Plattville. They took the saloon at i
run. battered down The crazy doors
with fence rail and swarmel inside
like busy insects. making the place
hum like a hive. but with the hotter
industries Of destruction. 1t was empty
Of life US tomb. but they beat and
tore and battered and broke and ham
nered and shattered like madnen; they
reduced the tawdry interior 70 a mere
chaos and came pouring forth Laden
with trophies of ruin. and then there
was a charry smell &: tie air. and q
slender feather of smoke toatcd Up
from second story window.
AT the same time WAITS "l n as
sault on the adjoining horse. NJ assault
which cane - ii sudden pause. for
from cracks n the front wall q squirrel
rife and shotgun snapped and
banged. and the crowd fell back in dis
order. Homer Tibbs had lat blown
away. full Of buckshot holes. while Mr..
Watts solicitously examined q small