The Northfield Tragedy; or, the Robber's Raid: A Thrilling Narrative; A history of the remarkable attempt to rob the bank at Northfield, Minnesota; the Cold-Blooded Murder of the Brave Cashier and an Inoffensive Citizen. The Slaying of Two of the Brigands. The Wonderful Robber Hunt and Capture Graphically Described. Biographies of the Victims, the Captors & the Notorious Younger and James Gang of DesperadoesHanson, J. H. (Joseph Have)
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The Northfield Tragedy; or, the Robber's Raid: A Thrilling Narrative; A history of the remarkable attempt to rob the bank at Northfield, Minnesota; the Cold-Blooded Murder of the Brave Cashier and an Inoffensive Citizen. The Slaying of Two of the Brigands. The Wonderful Robber Hunt and Capture Graphically Described. Biographies of the Victims, the Captors & the Notorious Younger and James Gang of Desperadoes
Hanson, J. H. (Joseph Have)
Bank robberies -- Minnesota -- Northfield -- History -- 19th century
Mrs. Rolfe asked if they were sick. One said their horses had ran away and
broke the wagon on the prairie, and they were forced to take to horse. He
said he had got the rheumatism and his comrade had broken two ribs in
falling from the wagon. This one gave evidence of a bad wound in the right
side, and could scarcely sit up to eat breakfast. He refused tea and asked
for milk. When they paid for their breakfast they did not unbutton their
coats, but reached up under. It took a long time to mount, and they had to
climb upon the fence and slide on to their horses. Both wore rubber coats,
one torn on the right side, and one had fine boots with small heel and
square toes. The boots were red from walking through the grass. They had
bags filled with straw for saddles, and old ropes looped for stirrups.
They moved slowly away southward. The robbers stopped at the house of
Davis, in Springwater, and were given bread and butter. They staid fifteen
minutes. From here they crossed the road northward from Luverne. As these
reports came in, the citizens were roused and the
PURSUIT WAS HOT.
They had been noticed by parties driving into town. At three they were
seen by Mr. Howard, who thought they were pleasure riders. They drove on a
high knoll and surveyed the country then traveled on at a moderate gait.
Shortly after, Sheriff Rice and three others in pursuit came very near
them, so they could have reached them with their rifles, but were
AFRAID OF THEM,
and were blamed for not shooting. This party followed seven miles without
attacking, and lost the trail after dark, three miles east of the
Palisades, on Splitrock river, in Dakota. About half an hour after, Rice
met a boy who said they had passed, and told him some fellows were
following, giving him
A VULGAR INVITATION
to report to the pursuers. They evidently felt easy, as they were in
familiar territory, and asked the boy where they could cross the river. He
directed them to two crossings, and they started towards the lower, but
had not crossed at six. They were in a country hard to hunt, full of
knolls and ravines. The stage from Sioux Falls this afternoon brought in
the two gray horses, which were found at the house of Mr. Nelson, on
Splitrock river, below the Palisades. The robbers called there between six
and eight o’clock Sunday evening. Kelson lit a pipe and sat on the fence
talking. One robber asked if he was
GOING TO SIT THERE ALL NIGHT,
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