The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-07-23

archist, Henry T. Norcross, who had
been unfortunate in business in Bos-
ton, exploded a dynamite bomb after
demanding money from Mr.. Sage. Only
the head of the anarchist was left.
Norton, a clerk, was killed. Mr.. Sage
had somewhat recovered, he told with
dramatic force his sensations when the
mailman threatened him with death.
"Young Norton followed me into my
private office as I came back from a
meeting of bank directors,' said Mr..
Sage, "and said stranger who said
he had been sent by Mr.. Rockefeller,
wanted to see me. went out and, look
ing thru the little partition, I saw a
young man sitting on the, bench. He
had dark beard, somewhat pointed.
What is it you wish?' I asked him.
Demanded Million:
tHe simply handed me card on
which was written H. D. Wilson, and
said he was from Mr.. Rockefeller. All
this while was on the inside Of the
partition and he stood outside looking
intently at me. After I had glanced at
the card he thrust in typewritten pa
per, The words were. I hold in this
package ten pounds of dynamite, suf-
icient to blow this building and all its
occupants to instant death. I demand
from you .$l,0O0,000. Unless I get it at
once [ will explode this dynamite and
kill every person in the building
81 knew at once he was lunatic,
because any sane man knows that no
man. however wealthy, has a million
dollars in ready money about. thought
Of that and of what should do. Could
| gain time? That was the point.
Cool and Collected.
eff I could parley with him I might
save myself and all the others in the
building. I was cool and collected. [
felt it was Che time to keep my wits
about me. i looked at the man and
then began reading the paper again,
and then said: -. ~
",'I have an appointment, here to
meet gentleman that [ made yester-
day. It will not take more than two
will wait until then
"Immediately the man interrupted
me with the words, 4 understand then
that you refuse at the same time he
raised the valise in his right hand. His
pose was dramatic. It was a terrible
moment and he made it more awful by
saying, Il have but to throw down
this valise to kill everyone in the build
ing When he spoke to me about re,
y
all. DO I look like a man who would
say, thing and not intend to do it?
Laidlaw Sues Sage.
"While we were having this talk
Mr.. Laidlaw came in. I opened the
door in the partition for him. Right
behind him crowded the mailman. 1t
was a relief to me to have Laidlaw
| come, but his presence did not do any
good. The crank stood on the TIRES
hold. He was glaring at me. I had
just finished my last sentence when the
man raised the bag and dropped it.
1T was miraculous that I was not
killed. was stunned, dazed, and when
I had recovered consciousness, Mr.;
Laidlaw was lying across my knees
Laidlaw, a brokers' clerk, was badly
injured and went to ST.. Vincent's hos
pital. He sued Mr.. Sage afterward
for 100000, claiming that the fnan-
cier had used him as shield by pulling
the clerk le.r in front of himself when the
Joseph H. Choate was Laidlaw Is
counsel and he put Mr.. Sage on the
grill for many hours when he testified
A verdict for large amount was rem.
dered, but Mr.. Sage contested this and
the case never has resulted in l cent
| for the unfortunate Laidlaw.