The conductor came out at this moment and asked what was the matter. The big man, number one, then fired a shot over my head towards the conductor and said, “Get back or I will kill you!” The messenger had not yet opened the door, but was covered by the pistol of number three. The big man, number one, then covered the messenger as soon as he had shot. The fireman was standing behind me, with a coal pick, covered by number two, who had been on the engine. The messenger shoved the grated door back, the wooden or outside door being already open. The messenger could not have stepped aside, as he was covered by two pistols. Number one then said, “Give me your hand and pull me in the car. Handle my hand carefully, as there are corns on it.” He was in the car five or six minutes. Just after he got in the car the conductor again called to know what was the matter. Number three said, in a low tone of voice, “Look out, I will settle him.” He went forward a few paces, called out “Come and see,” squatted and fired one shot. He then got up, ran forward about ten feet, and laid down flat on his stomach. He laid there until number one, in the car, told the messenger to get out of the car, which he did, in front of the robber, who gave him the bag with its contents to hold, while he himself got out. Number one then said to me, “Go to the engine with me and pull the mail car off the trestle.” I told him it was off, and told him if it was not off I did not have steam enough to move the train. He then said to number two, “Take the fireman to the engine,” and added, “Wait, I will go with you.” He told the fireman to get on the engine, and told me to stay on the ground. He told the fireman to get his fire started, ordered number two to stay with the fireman, and instructed me to go with him to the mail car. He told the fireman, before he started off, not to move the engine until he came back, and said he would kill me if it started. I went back to the mail car as instructed, and when we got to the express car he instructed number three to bring the messenger up to the mail car. Number three took the bag from the messenger as soon as he struck the ground. I called the mail agent, as instructed, who was inside of the car. As soon as he appeared he was covered by number one, who ordered me to go into the mail car ahead of him, which I did. He ordered the mail agent to get up his registered letters, and said to him, “You have been hiding them.”