Between  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.  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!

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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!

Between four and five o’clock Wednesday…

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