The mob lay in ambush at least two hours before any one showed up at the house; then one man came out and went back into the house again. In about 15 minutes afterwards an old man came out of the house with a water bucket in his hand and came straight towards the river. I kept showing up all that I thought was necessary, when I saw the two men appear, but the old man kept coming straight for the river. When he got behind the bank of the river Frank Canton, Joe Elliott, Ben Morrison, Tom Tabor and Tom Smith took the old man prisoner and had one of the Texas kids guard him down in under the river bank, just below the bridge. In about half an hour after the capture of the old man two men came out of the house and seemed to be on the lookout from their appearance. I thought they were aware there was something wrong. I kept dodging up so they could see me, and the largest man of the two went in the house in a rush. And the young fellow stood around awhile and seemed to be watching in the direction of the river. I showed up again in sight. The bank was poor protection where I was. The young fellow had just gone in the house and I expected they would begin shooting from the house. I left my position and went up the river about 40 yards to where John Tisdale was at a cottonwood tree. The young fellow showed up again and came out of the house and picked up a club and began whittling on it and coming toward the river. He seemed to be on the lookout all the time. It took him about half an hour to come from the house to the stable. He was then taken prisoner by Canton, Elliott and party. Shortly before the young man got to the stable the big man came out of the house. I showed up again and took a good look at him, and asked Tisdale who he was. Tisdale said he did not know the man; that he was not wanted by the mob. The big man came out to where there was a cottonwood tree and took an axe in one hand and began cutting the bark high up on the tree. Shortly after the arrest of the young man the big man quit cutting the bark on the big tree and walked over near a smaller tree. He had been there for perhaps 10 minutes when there was a shot fired from an aperture in the stable that was used to throw out the manure. Almost at the same time that the first shot was fired from the stable the men stationed at the north end of the barn commenced firing, and those men stationed in different localities fired about the same time. The big man staggered and fell. The mob kept up a continual fire, and the big man commenced crawling on his hand and knees towards the door of the K. C. house. After the mob had fired perhaps 100 shots there was a man appeared in the door of the house, in plain view, and began shooting toward the stable. He fired a number of shots and went out of sight in the house. He disappeared only for a moment and then came out in full view and began shooting again. During this time the mob kept