Robber and hero: the story of the raid on the First National Bank of Northfield, Minnesota, by the James-Younger band of robbers, in 1876.Huntington, George
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Robber and hero: the story of the raid on the First National Bank of Northfield, Minnesota, by the James-Younger band of robbers, in 1876.
Huntington, George
Bank robberies -- Minnesota -- Northfield
While still on his knees, Bunker remembered a revolver kept on a shelf
under the teller’s window, and edged toward the place in hope of reaching
it. Turning his head that way while Younger’s back was toward him, his
movement was instantly detected by Pitts, who leaped before him, and
seizing the pistol, put it in his own pocket, remarking, “You needn’t try
to get hold of that. You couldn’t do any thing with that little derringer,
anyway.” It is no doubt fortunate that Bunker did not succeed in reaching
the weapon, as he would almost certainly have been shot down by the robbers
before he could use it. The pistol was found upon Pitts at the time of his
capture and death.
Bunker now rose to his feet, intending to make some effort to escape or to
give an alarm. As he did so, Younger turned to him and said, “Where’s the
money outside the safe? Where’s the cashier’s till?” Bunker showed him a
partitioned box on the counter, containing some small change and
fractional currency; but did not call his attention to a drawer beneath
the counter, containing $3,000 in bills. Again ordering Bunker to get down
on his knees and keep his hands up, Younger drew from under his coat a
grain-sack, which he began to fill from the box. Presently he turned again
to Bunker, and finding him on his feet, he said, with a wicked look and
with an outburst of horrible profanity, “There’s more money than that out
here. Where’s that cashier’s till? And what in —— are you standing up for?
I told you to keep down.” Seizing Bunker, and forcing him to the floor,
Younger pressed the muzzle of his revolver against Bunker’s temple and
said, “Show me where that money is, you —— —— —— or I’ll kill you!”
Receiving no answer, he left Bunker and renewed his search for the money.
Bunker once more regained his feet, and taking advantage of a moment when
the robber’s face was turned, he dashed past Wilcox, into and through the
directors’ room, to the rear door, then closed with blinds fastened on the
inside. His intention was to enter the rear of Manning’s hardware store,
on the other side of the alley, and give the alarm. He knew nothing yet of
what was going on in the street, and he believed Heywood to be dead from
the effect of the pistol shot apparently aimed at his head.
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