~ March 23, 1892 • Queen City Mail ~
It Resulted In A Murder.
Eddie Thurlow Murdered By Al Carroll in a Dispute Over a Game of Cards.
A Quarrel Arises Between Them and Carroll Uses a Knife With Fatal Effect.
Ed Owens and Miller McKenzie Instantly Killed by Giant Powder in the Highland.
A terrible murder was committed last night at the Vincellette place, on Centennial prairie.
News was brought to the city this morning that last night Eddie Thurlow, aged about nineteen, and Al Carroll, another young man, were playing cards at Vincellette’s place, when a dispute arose, one of the boys accusing the other of cheating at the game.
From words they came to blows, and young Thurlow staggered backwards, dropping into a chair. His only words were, “Boys, my arm is broken,” and in two minutes he was a corpse.
On examination one of his hands was found to be severely cut, and a fearful gash across the neck, which severed the windpipe and jugular vein.
Carroll has fled, and at 8 o’clock this morning had not been apprehended.
The Killing was done about 1 o’clock this morning. The murderer will scarcely be able to escape.
Killed by Giant Powder.
Early this morning W. J. Bryant of Lead City arrived in Spearfish, on the way to Redwater to notify the Murrays of the death of their friends, Ed Owens and Miller McKenzie.
The two men were working in the 400-foot level of the Highland mine, one of the Homestake groups. They went into the mine yesterday afternoon, on the day shift, and fired a blast, which “blew out” without doing any execution.
They procured more giant powder and went down again, which was the last time they were seen alive. Six p.m. was their quitting time, and failing to come up for supper, it was feared some accident had befallen them. No night shift was running on that level, consequently no information could be obtained except by going down into the mine.
Two men descended to the level, and in about twenty minutes came up with the report that both men were dead—literally blown to atoms. A coroner’s inquest will be held today, which may develop some further particulars, but this was all that was known when Mr. Bryant left Lead at an early hour this morning.
Miller McKenzie is well known in this city, having at one time resided here.
~ March 30, 1892 • Queen City Mail ~
The Murder of Thurlow
The Crime for Which Alfred Carroll Will Sooner or Later Be Called to Justice.
The Remains of the Murdered Man Laid to Rest in the Spearfish Cemetery.
Thursday the remains of young Eddie Thurlow were deposited in the Spearfish cemetery, followed by a large procession of neighbors and friends.
The coroner’s inquest developed the fact the deceased was cut or stabbed in five places. The blow that caused death was a deep stab in the neck, close to the collarbone, which severed the subclavian artery, probably penetrating to the chest or cavity of the lungs, which accounts for so little blood flowing outwardly.
As nearly as can be learned the facts are about as follows: Eddie Thurlow was the son of a widow, and was the main support of the family; and he is represented as a boy of good disposition, no way inclined to be aggressive or quarrelsome. Alfred Carroll, the murderer, was about the age of young Thurlow, and in all that goes to make up a manly character was the very opposite of his victim. The boys met at the house of Charles Vincillette Tuesday night to pass the evening playing cards with the two sons of Mr. Vincillette. Carroll was detected in “turning a jack” from the bottom of the deck, which caused some dispute, but was passed over till finally Thurlow chanced to turn a jack, when Carroll at once accuses him of cheating.
This was followed by hard words and a challenge from Carroll to go out of doors and fight. Thurlow at first declined that method of settling the matter, and tried to dissuade Carroll from such a proposition, but finally went out, when Carroll struck him in the face. Thurlow sought to ward off the blows of his assailant, but showed no desire to fight. Carroll then rushed on him, striking several vicious blows, and when Thurlow turned to enter the house, Carroll made several slashes at his back. Thurlow stepped inside the door, saying, “Boys, my arm is broken,” which were the last words he ever uttered.
He sank into a chair and expired. The Vincellette boys appealed to Carroll to help them hold up the wounded boy, and received for a reply, “Let the son of a — die,” and mounting his horse rode away.
Sheriff McDonald was notified by wire and started post haste after the murderer. At Belle Fourche he found that Carroll had passed there some hours ahead. The sheriff and posse pursued, but found no further trace of him. Knowing that the father of Carroll has a cattle ranch at Slim Buttes, and believing that Carroll had gone in that direction, the sheriff sent a party of determined men in pursuit. He will probably be run down and captured, though his knowledge of the country on the ranges may enable him to elude his pursuers for several days.
~ June 1, 1892 • Queen City Mail ~
Another Fatal Wreck.
One Man Killed and Eight Injured by a Wreck on the Deadwood Central.
The Engineer Lost Control of the Train, Owing to Defective Sand Pipes.
The Independent brings news of a fatal wreck on the Deadwood Central yesterday morning. It says that as the Owl trail, which leaves Lead City at 3:20 a.m., was coming down the grade below the settling dam, the engineer lost control of the train by reason of the failure of the sand pipes to work.
There were twelve persons on the train — Engineer Mannahan, Fireman Harding, Conductor Crist, and the following passengers: J. W. Dodge, B. & M. conductor; J. F. Goldrick, B. & M. brakeman; Walter Simpson, wife and child; Jim Scott, an employee in the D. C. round house; J. M. Kyde, a clerk in Bloom’s clothing store; Will Thomas, a jeweler; T. L. Munroe, a Lead miner; Mrs. S. Hanson of Deadwood.
As soon as it was ascertained by the momentum of the train that the engineer had lost control, the passengers began to jump off. Walter Simpson grabbed his child and jumped, at the same time calling to his wife to follow him. Conductor Crist, with rare forethought, seized Mrs. Simpson and prevented her from following the direction of her husband. Simpson and his child were both seriously injured in the fall.
Pearl Harding, the fireman, jumped from the engine without receiving other injuries than bad bruises upon the face, head and body.
Strange to say, Engineer Mannahan stayed by the wreck with his hand upon the throttle, and although the cab of his engine entirely demolished and broken into kindling wood, he escaped dangerous injuries. He was caught in the back by the toolbox behind him, pinned in the wreck, and was extracted by those less injured.
Jim Scott jumped and received internal injuries, which were not at first thought to be serious. He was taken to his home on Miller Street where he died at 8 o’clock this morning.
Will Thomas jumped from the rear end of the car and struck his head on the corner of a tie, crushing his skull like an eggshell. He was taken to the residence of Dr. Paddock, where a trepanning operation was preformed and the skull raised from the brain. At this writing he has regained consciousness, and the prospects for his recovery are more favorable.
T. L. Munroe, the Lead miner, sustained very serious injuries to the left leg.
J. M. Kyde escaped with a badly bruised leg.
J. F. Goldrick was standing on the front platform of the car, and remained on the car until the engine struck the rocky bank, which demolished it. He was thrown several somersaults into the creek below, but only received slight injuries about the hips and back.
Mrs. Hanson was seized by Conductor Dodge, and prevented from jumping from the flying train. Those who remained in the car were not hurt, while everyone who jumped was seriously injured.
~ August 17, 1892 • Queen City Mail ~
Drugged And Slugged.
That Is What Happened to Ed Dotson, According to All Appearances.
A Deadwood Female Said To Be a Prominent Actor in the Mystery.
Quite a ripple of excitement was created here at an early hour last Friday by the report that a dead man had been found in the streets near the residence of Mrs. Jenks. A reporter made haste to the spot and found a young man stretched upon the grass beside the road, and apparently unconscious. Several persons had gathered around, but no one recognized the man. The Jenks boys alleged that at about the hour of midnight a team passed the house, drove a few rods west, and there dumped the man out of the wagon or buggy, turned around and drove off in the direction of Deadwood. This statement was confirmed by the wagon tracks.
The reporter went for James Rogers, one of the city council, and about the same time J. F. Summers and Sam Rice arrived, all of whom recognized the man as Ed Dotson. He was immediately removed to the residence of Mrs. Wendels, and soon afterwards removed to the residence of his parents in this city.
Young Dotson has for several years resided in Deadwood and has become sadly dissipated. Thursday he drove over from Deadwood with a single horse and buggy, accompanied by a woman, said to be of unsavory reputation, but as to that the BULLETIN has no knowledge beyond the street talk. His relatives here say he left with the woman in the buggy about midnight, and at that time had between $70 and $80 cash in his pocket. When found, his coat and vest were off and no money or other valuables could be found. Being still unconscious, no particulars of the affair can be obtained from him. The woman, the horse and buggy have not been seen here since Thursday. His symptoms indicate heavy drugging, and in connection with other circumstances point to the probability of drugging and robbery, though there is no positive proof to sustain this theory. He has been drinking freely before leaving here, and the disappearance of the woman, the money, the horse and carriage naturally lead to the conclusion that these four items made their way back to Deadwood together.
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