Year: 1861




he cried out more or less, but there was so much
noise and fury that it was impossible to distin-
guish what be said, and he soon became perfectly
silent. On reaching the sidewalk. they started
off with him down Jackson street to Huron. Part
of the time they carried him along, he appeared
to be either unable or unwilling to walk, and a
part Of the time they made him walk, some OF
them showing him along, and helping him along
in one way and another. At the jail there had
been one or two pistol shots. and there were two
or three reports on the way afterwards Reach
ing Huron street. they stopped on the corner
awhile, and tried 10 get light from Warncke's
tavern, but he put out his lights hearing them
coming, and they passed on. Reaching the cor
ner of Milwaukee and Huron streets, near the
residence Of Darby Carney, we believe, they stop
ped again, and clomb up gas post, and lit the
street-amp, to satisfy themselves that they had a
right one. The negro had previously told them
that he was another person Satisfying them
selves, they started off again, going down to De-
troit street, and then turning and going to the
building of Engine Co. No. g. They took him
into the building little after o'clock Sunday
morning, few persons who had followed them
down also going inside with them. There were
| probably one hundred perscns inside, including
those up stairs where they had Clark, and those
down stairs in the engine room. Bringing him to
this place, they had carried and showed and lifted
him along. compelling him to walk all he could
or would himself. At the same time he had oeen
struck ana maltreated in various ways all along
the route.


In the engine house he was given trial asa
| they called it, and the negro here conversed some
insisting that they had got the wrong person. A.
F. Pratt talked with him considerably. but we did
not learn what Clark had to say to him. While
at the engine house, also, we believe Sheriff
Larkn tried to speak to the crowd. but they
would not listen to him. Having satisfied them
selves that the fellow was guilty they again started
off with him, dragging him from the engine
house by means of a rope which about the
back part of his neck and through his mouth,
They left the engine house at 2 "A. M, having
been in there nearly an hour, and the outside
crowd that had followed them down had mean
while mostly left. Going from the engine house
the crowd could not have numbered 100 or 200.
They dragged him down through East Water
street, over the pavement. and when between De-
troit and Buffalo streets, some one with piece
OF plank in his hand ran up to the negro from the
sidewalk and struck him with it over the head
several times. Reaching Ruffalo street they
turned towards Main, and halted at a large pile
driver standing In Buffalo street. little way from
East Water street. They stood Clark against
one of the posts of the piledriver, and he Slowly
put his arm around il, but said nothing as far as
could be heard. About this time some one struck
him on the head with his fist, and Clark fell over
between the timbers that rest upon the earth.
He was picked up. and one man took the rope
that was about his neck and went partly up the
ladder reaching to the top of the pile driver,
and slipped the rope over one of the rounds, de-
scended and hauled him up, and then tied the
rope.


As Clark was lifted from the earth he partially
raised his hands, as if to take hold Of the rope,
but man near him seized his arms and pulled
them down, and about 214 A. ". on the 9Th day
of September, in the year of our Lord, 1861, his
spirit was ushered into the presence of the AL
mighty, having taken its fight from his body
which hung there dangling from a Pallows to
which he had been lifted by twenty-five to fifty
human beings. There were, perhaps, one or two
hundred besides, who stood around and witnessed
the terrible spectacle


The crowd dispersed, and Clark hung there
halfan hour or so, when some policeman cut him
down and removed him to the dead d-house at the
police station. The inquest upon the body is set
down for this afternoon


Sunday, an inquest was held upon the body of
Darby Carney, and the verdict was that he came
to his death from wounds inflicted by knife in
the hands of James Shelton, and that Marshall
Clark was accessory to the murder The verdict
also commanded the apprehension OF Shelton
Ellis, who was stabbed, is about again, and Bra
dy is getting along well could be expected.





Last evening there occurred one of those rare
incd nts in the progress of Prince Napoleon's
tour through he United States, which will not
soon be forgotten by illustrious visitor, albeit
the tender recollections thereof may not be of
long duration with one of the parties interested,
whose gray hairs will ere long be mostened by the
clammy dews of death.


Lorenz Harte, relic of the Grand Army of
the First Napoleon, now an inmate of the Cook
90 L.I d.
Napoleon. County Agent Hansen, learning the
wish of the old soldier, kindly conveyed him to
the fremont. His card was sent up to the
Princes apartments, and the old man, bowed
with the weight of eighty years, ushered into
the august presence. I .c


The Prince rose to receive his remarkable guest.
There they stood for moment looking each 9th
er in the face-the second heir to the French
crown and the SCARED and bronzed veteran of a
score of battles. Advancing the Prince grasped
the old mans hand, and conducting him to a seat,
spoke so kindly that the veterans heart overflow
ed and and he burst into tears.


To those at all acquainted with the history of
Napoeonic dynasty neither the kindness of the
Prince nor the emotion of the old soldier will be
wondered at. All such well know the remarka.
bic power that the fir Napoleon held upon the
affections of his soldiers, as we'll as the wild and
uncomfortable idoatry manifested by the latter
toward the former, upon all occasions whether in
victory or defeat.


| In thatnterview yesterday, the veteran ''fought
his battles oer again" The Prince questioned
him and listened with a glstening'eye TO his re
cital of those thrilling incidents which ever had
as their hero Napoleon.


The quick eve of the Prince noticed the alb
sence of three fingers from one of the soldiers
hands.


Where did you lose your fingers"


"In the retreat from Moscow. / was attached
to the cavalry, and in of the charges of those
villainous Cossacks, stroke froa lance de
prived me of my fingers. But" and the old vet.
eran's eve shone with the old battle light, "my
sabre finished him, sire. All. those Cossacks
we're the most splendid horsemen ever saw, but
they we're afraid of Murat's cavalry after allY
And the old soldiers mind wandered back to that
terrible retreat from the burning capitol of the
Russians surrounded by the infexible rigors of
Russian winter, and harrassed day and night by
those furious onsets of Cossack cavalry-those
wild and daring children of the plains. =


"This, sire, was done at Lodi" exhibiting
terrible scar on his left shoulder made by grape
shot.


"And this" bareing the calf of his left leg,
showing the track Of a bullet through and through
il, 'fwas done at Arcola."


''This sabre cut on my head was received at
Austertz, and so was this, sire," tenderly hold
ing up the Cross of the Legion of Honor be-
slowed upon him by Napoleon for special service
on that bloody field. ~ 's.e trs


And thus'the old battle-searred veteran whed
away two pleasant hours hours fraught with
proud and tender recoIlections TO both Prince and
soldier; and when the veteran arose to 90, he
blessed the muni6cence of the Prince which had
pressed into his hand well filled purse and Civ
ing him assurance that Ia Belle France had not
forgotten her veterans, and that liberal pension
should be provided for him.-Chicago Journal
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