Between four and five o’clock Wednesday…
source date: 1890
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ls. Their decisions, fortunately, are not approved by the press, or the law-abiding element of the territory. — Clarion. Attempted Hold-Up! John and Richard Boyle Make It Lively For The Robbers. About Twenty Shots Exchanged. Dick Huber, A1 Mayfield and George Robins Under ArrestBetween four and five o’clock Wednesday afternoon a bold attempt was made to hold up and rob John Boyle, superintendent of the Mountain Key mine, while on his way from this city to Pinos Altos, with funds to pay off the employes of the company. Mr. Boyle, accom- panied by his brother, Richard Boyle, had drawn some $2300 from the bank in Silver City a short time before starting for Pinos Altos, $900 of which was in silver, making quite a bulky sack. They had been watched by Windy Dick Huber, a notorious character of very un- enviable reputation, who was accompanied by a youth of seventeen named George Robins; whose family and relatives are among the most respected citizens of Pinos Altos, and where he was very well thought of until his recent association with Windy Dick. Huber and Robins had been lurking in the vicinity of the bank for several hours prior to time for departure of the Messrs. Boyle for the mine, having their horses hitched in a vacant lot behind the express office. While Mr.

f until his recent association with Windy Dick. Huber and Robins had been lurking in the vicinity of the bank for several hours prior to time for departure of the Messrs. Boyle for the mine, having their horses hitched in a vacant lot behind the express office. While Mr. Boyle’s buggy was being brought from the stable, Windy Dick said to the boy, “Well, kid, let us go,” when the pair got their horses which they had kept already saddled, and started. As the buggy in which the Messrs. Boyle were riding neared what is known as half way rock, Richard Boyle saw the masked highwaymen rise from the bushes and exclaim- ed, “Great Lord! John, here is a hold up!” at the same time he pulled his pistol and opened fire on the robbers, now three in number, hav- ing been joined by their partner in the crime, A1 Mayfield, who had lain in waiting on the road till his pals returned from town. John Boyle commenced shooting simultaneously with his brother; paying no attention whatever to the command of the robbers — “Halt! throw up your hands! ( 13 )counted upon, were now firing as rapidly as possible. But they had been so much discon- certed by the fusillade which their command to halt had brought forth that their aim was bad. Not so, however, with the Boyle Brothers, as one of them shot a hole in Windy Dick’s hat.