Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1908-03-06
LATTER SUCCEEDS IN
KILLING ASSAILANT
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Con Probably Fatally Wounded and
Driver Gets Bullet in Hand-At.
tack Believed to Have Been lnsti-
gated by Anarchists.

In the front hallway of his home, 81
Lincoln court, Monday morning.
The assassin was himself killed by
the chief, who fired bullet into his
right temple. The assassin is de-
clared to have been an anarchist, and
may have been the leader of plot
aimed at others besides the chief.
Wife Has Marrow Escape.
Mrs. Shippy and the chiefs daugh-
ter, Georgia, 20 years old, were eye
witnesses of the tragedy. The chiefs
wife narrowly escaped being killed
herself in an effort to prevent the
assassin from drawing his revolver.
Harry Shippy was rushed to
the Augustana hospital, where his con-
dition was said to be precarious. He
was operated on Immediately, but ply
sicians despaired Of saving his life,
as he was just recovering from an
attack of the grippe.
The supposed anarchist called at the
chiefs residence an hour before the
shooting and was denied admittance
by domestic, Theresa Tauber. He
also called at the chiefs home Sunday
morning. but Shippy was not home.
s, Work Of Anarchist Plot Theory.
Mayor Busse admitted after the
shooting that he had elected man
from his Office early in the day who
had acted in a queer manner and per.
sistently demanded to see him, and
Assistant Chief Schuettler started to
work on the theory that the attempt
murder may have been carefully con-
cocted plot on the part of anarchists.
Thrusts Envelope Into Hand.
Chief Shippy had called for his
buggy and his driver, Foley, was seat
ed in the rig, when the man, who
looked like a Sicilian or Jew, rang
the doorbell. The chief himself an
swered the summons and confronted
the man. The stranger thrust an en-
yelope into Shippy's hand and said:
Here is a note bring you"
The chief, whose suspicious had
been aroused, grasped both of the
mans hands, and, calling to his wife,
told her to search him. AS Mrs.
Shippy ran forward the man wriggled
away, but her hand closed over re-
yolver in his overcoat pocket.
Mrs. shippy Warns; Chief Shoots.
Hes got one!" she screamed.
Look out, George, for your life!"
Shippy, who had drawn his revolt
yer. pointed 1T at the man, who
knocked Mrs. shippy aside and drew
his weapon. He raised it to fire at her
in his rage and the chief shot him in
the arm as the woman lodged behind
some tapestry.
Foley had heard the shots and came
running up the steps, as did Georgia,
the daughter, who had just left the
house. The two jumped into the
group of struggling fighters, while
Harry Shippy, the chiefs son, came
running downstairs, from his bedroom,
with a revolver.
In the meantime the assassin had
drawn knife seven inches long and
brand new, with which he lunged at
the chief. Shippy lodged back, but
received the full force of the blow in
his right side, directly beneath the
armpit An artery was severed and
the blood which gushed forward blind
ed Foley, who was about to shoot the
assassin. The anarchist turned and
fired at the driver, shattering his right
wrist.
Boy Falls; Assassin Killed.
The enraged assailant turned and
fired at Harry Shippy, who was half
way down the landing The bullet
struck the youth above the heart and
pierced his lung. Chief Shippy and
Foley, enraged as they saw the boy
fall down the stairs, fired seven shots
into the would-be assassin, who fell
dead at their feet.
He got me, father" gasped the
youth, as his father ran to his side,
"but attracted his attention and
probably saved your life." Harry then
swooned. Mrs. shippy, keeping her
presence of mind, Immediately notified
the police of the North Halsted street
station. Lieut. Danner and wagon
load of officers, besides number Of
neighboring physicians, hurried to
the residence, and the wounded men
We're taken to the Augustana hospital.
Chief Tells of Attack.
Inc man called sunday and once
before today" said Chief Shippy,
as he sat at his sons bedside
in the hospital Il believe he was
affiliated with an anarchist band
and had prepared to kill me some DAYS
ago. The boy refused to let him in
Sunday, although ] was out, and
to-day a domestic turned him out when
he rang the bell at s a. m.
THE man then evidently waited un-
til he saw my buggy drive up and
knew was going down town. He
came up with an addressed envelope
which had piece of blank paper in.
side. It flashed over my mind that he
was an assassin. and araspsd his
hands, shouting to my WIFE
s Probably Saved His Wife.
Continuing, the chief said "she
felt his weapon. but he threw her
as,de, and the fact that I shot him
probabiy saved her life, as he wrig-
gled away from her grasp. MY son
was shot Is By Tas sun.,ul down,
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