Year: 1877

Dy woman.


Chicago Times. January S0.I


Dave Raggio is dead. Dave was
a man of a desperate kind, and
took desperate chances in his life.
He faced death in all manner of
ways, but always failed to "squeak."
He fought the "cops" until his
name grew to be almost terror,
and it is merely wonder that he
lived so long. But he has met a
violent death at last, and was killed
by a woman while attempting to
commit robbery in a building on
State street, on Saturday night.


The killing of Raggio is but the
finale Of the mysterious shooting
case mentioned in the Times Of
yesterday. A report has been made
to police headquarters of a shoot
ing affair which had taken place in
the building owned by Pat 0'Neil,
corner Of Harrison and State
streets. 1t stated that several bur-
glars had entered the room of a
Mrs. Mitchell in that building on
Saturday night, with the intention
of robbing her, but that she had
succeeded in pulling her revolver
and firing at them before they ac-
complished their purpose, and
frightened them away. 1t was also
stated that one of the burglars
evidently received bullet in his
person, as he uttered an exolama-
ton, as though wounded, when he
was making his way out of the
building. 1t was not known until
yesterday who it was that made the
attempt at burglary, when it was
learned that the cracksman, Dave
Raggio, who had gained a we'll
known reputation in his particular
line of villainy, had died at the
residence of his mother, in this
city, from bullet-wound, The
matter was Investigated by the po-
lice, and it was discovered that he
had received his death-wound on
State street, on the night in ques-
ton.


A reporter for the Times called
upon Mrs, Mitchell last evening to
endeayOr to learn something con-
cerning the affair, and at first she
requested that no mention should
be made of the matter, as it would
give her an urenviable notoriety at
the beet. She finally related the
circumstances connected with the
shooting, and stated that on her
return home a little after s o'clock
on Saturday night, she mo- iced that
the lights in her parlor, facing on
Harrison street, had been turned
out, but she presumed that it had
been done by the servant, and
thought nothing more Of the mat
ter. She entered her bedroom,
which is in the rear Of the parlor,
and in doing so, left the door open.
The light in this room was burning
at the time, and rs she was stand
ing in front of & lOoling-glass, at
the side of her bed, saw two mon
approaching her from the parlor,
bnt had hardly time to step aside
when she was struck by. one Of
them. In falling, she had time to
pull revolver from beneath the
countsrpane, and fired straight at
the foremost man. lie threw up
his right arm partially, and ex.
claimed, "My God" AS soon as
she fired, the man in the parlor re-
treated, and escaped to the hall by
a door leading from that room. A
third man, who had been secreted
in the hall, also appeared and ran
raridly down the stairway


A second shot was fred at the
retreating figures, which, it is
thought, did not take effect, and
she then followed to the street,
swapping the revolver a third time,
but the cartridge did not explode.
The three men wore black, slouch
hats, but the woman states that
she would be unable to identy any
Of them, owing to the excitement
and the darkness. 1t is assumed
that the first shot took effect, as no