The Washington times., 1933-11-27

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lynching.
Sheriff Emig and his deputies
tossed gas bombs which flooded
the vicinity with tear fumes. But
the wind suddenly blew the gas
back into the Jail through the
smashed windows. and when the
doors fell, the defenders Of the
prisoners were blinded by their
own gas.
This went on for four hours
until all the windows in the jail
and the courthouse were smashed,
and the officers outside the jail
were either exhausted or under
the care of physicians.
The crowd grew in size until
500 men battled in front Of the
Jail. The crowd also grew more
insistent in its cries:
Get 'em, lynch 'em, string
'em up!"
Then a huge piece of lumber
appeared and down crashed the
Jail doors before its tremendous
force.
Surges Into Jail
A final barrage of gas drove
the crowd back for the final
time.
Then the mob surged forward,
the open doors bringing forth
volleys of cheers.
The last charge on the bat
tered jail was led by a blonde
girl in a fur coat. Her eyes
flashed as she waved to the men.
A man screamed:
Don't let girl Outdo u.s."
With a roar the crowd poured
into the Jail.
Emig and his men pleaded to
let the law take it's course.
They stood on the stairs lead
ing to the second floor, where
Holmes was incarcerated, and to
the third and top floor, where
Thurmond covered. Emig cried:
You're not going to get
them, men,"
He and his aides fought with
cluLS and fists. The vigilantes'
leader said grimly:
We'll get them, all right"
He swung at the sheriff.
Sheriff, Men Defeated
Soon Enig and his men were
down and the. invaders were
sweeping to the second floor.
Holmes stood behind the bars
of his cell and glared under
lowered eyelids as the first of the
mob appe cared. The leader
announced:
"We've come for you"
$50 I See."
The dark-eyed youth answered
in the same nonchalant attitude
which has characterized him since
his confession to the brutal slay-
ing and kidnapping Of the Hart
youth.
Keys were taken from the jailor
and the cell opened.
In the meantime another group
had ascended to the third floor.
Thurmond was cringing in the
corner of his cell. The leader said:
Lets CO."
Don't, please don't"
Thurmond's eyes were wild, and
his mouth was twitching.
"YOu didn't think of Brooke
Hart or his folks. It's too late
now. You're going to pay on the
rope. Take him, men,"
Bodies Cut Down
Another key was produced, the
door was opened. and out of the
Jail, through tremendous throng,
the two men were taken. The cry
went up:
ITO the park! To the parks!"
Like a human battering ram,
the captors of the accused beat
their way through the human wall
to the park.
And in a few minutes two men
were dead.
After hanging in the park for
an hour the bodies were cut down
and taken to the Santa Clara
county morgue.
The corpses we're put in the po-
lice cars as the crowd milled
around, shouting and hurting in
suits.
Then the police disappeared and
the crowd left the park with its
beautiful trees, wide sweep of
green lawns, bandstand, and q
few statues.
Officer Is Wounded
A highway patrol officer was
wounded in the arm by a blast
from a tear gas gun during the
melee at the Jail and Sheriff Emig
was knocked unconscious by a
blow over the head as he fought
back the invaders.
Scores of the members of the at
tacking crowd and a number of
State highway patrolmen and San
Jose policemen were treated at
the hospital and by physicians in
their offices for battered heads
and other wounds.
However, a check up everywhere
did not disclose any serious in
jurieS.
Newspaper cameramen, follow
ing the Vigilantes into the park,
were set upon. their cameras
broken, and resounding smacks de-
livered to their ears. One of the
mob cried:
"There'll be no pictures of this