A MOST DISTRESSING ACCIDENT.
Robert, Eldest Son of Hon. G. G. Bennett;
Accidentally Shot on the Abdomen
while Hunting, with Fatal Results.
It is with sadness that we are compelled to chronicle the sad ending of Robert Bennett, the eldest son of Hon. G. G. Bennett, who lost his life last evening by the accidental discharge of a shot gun in the hands of one of his young playmates while out hunting. The accident occurred on the divide near Polo creek, three miles from town, and is thus briefly told by Lute Carter, who with Robbie and Leonard Malgrin composed the party of young Huntsmen: "We had hunted all afternoon without much success, and had reached a small log cabin which is the rendezvous for the boys. We were each armed I and Robbie had a 22 rifle, while Leonard was armed with a 12 bore shot gun. We sat around for some time talking, when Robbie suggested that we see how quick we could fire our guns off. We all stood up in a line, Robbie in the center, Leonard at one end, I at the other. At the word we were each to fire, and when the word was given Robbie and I fired. While we were lowering our guns, Leonard was in the act of lifting his heavy gun, but before he got it up his finger slipped and pulled the trigger, Robbie, who was standing next him, received the charge in his stomach. He fell to the ground uttering screams and crying. We both became frightened and Leonard started for town but only went about a hundred yards and fell down, as he said, sick. I then started but was prevented by Leonard, who I think was crazy, as he talked in a rambling way. Once he pulled a revolver from his pocket and said he would commit suicide. I took the gun from him, but seeing it was not loaded, gave it back to him and started for help, he following. Robbie slopped crying, told him to come back and then gave me the directions to town. I came to town and told my mother, who in turn told Mr. and Mrs. Bennett, we then got Dr. Paddock and two carriages and went up there I piloting the party to the scene of the accident."
On reaching the hill the party had to leave the carriages and go for over two miles over rough hills to get to the scene of the accident, which was necessarily slow. The first party not returning in a half hour, a party led by Emil Willoth, one of the boy's companions, who was conversant with the country, were taken by a direct route to the boys rendezvous. Before reaching the place they called for Robbie, who feebly answered them, telling them to hurry. When they reached him he was lying on his side, with his intestines protruding through a horrible hole in the lower part of his stomach. Mrs. Bennett and Dr. Paddock, who were just then approaching, were told to come quick. While the doctor was attending to his injuries the boy was as rational as could be, talked with his mother, asking many questions, and assisted in dressing his horrible wound. He asked the doctor if he was badly hurt, then, turning to his mother, said: "Mamma, I wasn't the cause of this. Leonard was, bat he did it accidentally. He wasn't to blame." All the time he was sinking rapidly. A litter was improvised and he was placed upon it, but before going far he expired. It was a pitiful and heartrending sight the little cavalcade presented as it wended its way carefully over the rough bills with its burden, the mother and father following, almost distracted with grief. When the body was deposited in the room which he had left only a few hours before alive and well the grief of his mother and sisters was terrible, and it is feared the stroke will prostrate them.
Leonard Malgrin, who did the shooting, disappeared shortly after his companion departed for help and could not be found, although parties scoured the brush in all directions and called him by name, and it was feared he had become demented and had done himself injury. After an hour's search in the darkness It was given up and the party returned to the city intending to organize a searching party this morning and find him. But about 9:45 the boy returned to his home alone. The shock effected him so much that he has become temporarily deranged and may lose his reason.
Deceased had just passed his fourteenth birthday, being just 14 years, 2 months and 3 days old. He was an exceptionally bright and manly boy, possessing such traits of character that would have earned for him a name. His sad taking off is universally deplored by all, to whom he had endeared himself by his many sterling qualities.
The funeral will be held from the family residence this afternoon at 4 o'clock, interment at Mount Moriah. The Times extends its heartfelt sympathy to the bereaved family in this their hour of deep distress. .
The Black Hills Daily Times
Deadwood, South Dakota
16 Aug 1892, Tue - Page 1
(With thanks to Contributor Amy Carter Bozick (47990557) • harmoniesgirl(at)ymail.com)
Robert, Eldest Son of Hon. G. G. Bennett;
Accidentally Shot on the Abdomen
while Hunting, with Fatal Results.
It is with sadness that we are compelled to chronicle the sad ending of Robert Bennett, the eldest son of Hon. G. G. Bennett, who lost his life last evening by the accidental discharge of a shot gun in the hands of one of his young playmates while out hunting. The accident occurred on the divide near Polo creek, three miles from town, and is thus briefly told by Lute Carter, who with Robbie and Leonard Malgrin composed the party of young Huntsmen: "We had hunted all afternoon without much success, and had reached a small log cabin which is the rendezvous for the boys. We were each armed I and Robbie had a 22 rifle, while Leonard was armed with a 12 bore shot gun. We sat around for some time talking, when Robbie suggested that we see how quick we could fire our guns off. We all stood up in a line, Robbie in the center, Leonard at one end, I at the other. At the word we were each to fire, and when the word was given Robbie and I fired. While we were lowering our guns, Leonard was in the act of lifting his heavy gun, but before he got it up his finger slipped and pulled the trigger, Robbie, who was standing next him, received the charge in his stomach. He fell to the ground uttering screams and crying. We both became frightened and Leonard started for town but only went about a hundred yards and fell down, as he said, sick. I then started but was prevented by Leonard, who I think was crazy, as he talked in a rambling way. Once he pulled a revolver from his pocket and said he would commit suicide. I took the gun from him, but seeing it was not loaded, gave it back to him and started for help, he following. Robbie slopped crying, told him to come back and then gave me the directions to town. I came to town and told my mother, who in turn told Mr. and Mrs. Bennett, we then got Dr. Paddock and two carriages and went up there I piloting the party to the scene of the accident."
On reaching the hill the party had to leave the carriages and go for over two miles over rough hills to get to the scene of the accident, which was necessarily slow. The first party not returning in a half hour, a party led by Emil Willoth, one of the boy's companions, who was conversant with the country, were taken by a direct route to the boys rendezvous. Before reaching the place they called for Robbie, who feebly answered them, telling them to hurry. When they reached him he was lying on his side, with his intestines protruding through a horrible hole in the lower part of his stomach. Mrs. Bennett and Dr. Paddock, who were just then approaching, were told to come quick. While the doctor was attending to his injuries the boy was as rational as could be, talked with his mother, asking many questions, and assisted in dressing his horrible wound. He asked the doctor if he was badly hurt, then, turning to his mother, said: "Mamma, I wasn't the cause of this. Leonard was, bat he did it accidentally. He wasn't to blame." All the time he was sinking rapidly. A litter was improvised and he was placed upon it, but before going far he expired. It was a pitiful and heartrending sight the little cavalcade presented as it wended its way carefully over the rough bills with its burden, the mother and father following, almost distracted with grief. When the body was deposited in the room which he had left only a few hours before alive and well the grief of his mother and sisters was terrible, and it is feared the stroke will prostrate them.
Leonard Malgrin, who did the shooting, disappeared shortly after his companion departed for help and could not be found, although parties scoured the brush in all directions and called him by name, and it was feared he had become demented and had done himself injury. After an hour's search in the darkness It was given up and the party returned to the city intending to organize a searching party this morning and find him. But about 9:45 the boy returned to his home alone. The shock effected him so much that he has become temporarily deranged and may lose his reason.
Deceased had just passed his fourteenth birthday, being just 14 years, 2 months and 3 days old. He was an exceptionally bright and manly boy, possessing such traits of character that would have earned for him a name. His sad taking off is universally deplored by all, to whom he had endeared himself by his many sterling qualities.
The funeral will be held from the family residence this afternoon at 4 o'clock, interment at Mount Moriah. The Times extends its heartfelt sympathy to the bereaved family in this their hour of deep distress. .
The Black Hills Daily Times
Deadwood, South Dakota
16 Aug 1892, Tue - Page 1
(With thanks to Contributor Amy Carter Bozick (47990557) • harmoniesgirl(at)ymail.com)
A MOST DISTRESSING ACCIDENT.
Robert, Eldest Son of Hon. G. G. Bennett;
Accidentally Shot on the Abdomen
while Hunting, with Fatal Results.
It is with sadness that we are compelled to chronicle the sad ending of Robert Bennett, the eldest son of Hon. G. G. Bennett, who lost his life last evening by the accidental discharge of a shot gun in the hands of one of his young playmates while out hunting. The accident occurred on the divide near Polo creek, three miles from town, and is thus briefly told by Lute Carter, who with Robbie and Leonard Malgrin composed the party of young Huntsmen: "We had hunted all afternoon without much success, and had reached a small log cabin which is the rendezvous for the boys. We were each armed I and Robbie had a 22 rifle, while Leonard was armed with a 12 bore shot gun. We sat around for some time talking, when Robbie suggested that we see how quick we could fire our guns off. We all stood up in a line, Robbie in the center, Leonard at one end, I at the other. At the word we were each to fire, and when the word was given Robbie and I fired. While we were lowering our guns, Leonard was in the act of lifting his heavy gun, but before he got it up his finger slipped and pulled the trigger, Robbie, who was standing next him, received the charge in his stomach. He fell to the ground uttering screams and crying. We both became frightened and Leonard started for town but only went about a hundred yards and fell down, as he said, sick. I then started but was prevented by Leonard, who I think was crazy, as he talked in a rambling way. Once he pulled a revolver from his pocket and said he would commit suicide. I took the gun from him, but seeing it was not loaded, gave it back to him and started for help, he following. Robbie slopped crying, told him to come back and then gave me the directions to town. I came to town and told my mother, who in turn told Mr. and Mrs. Bennett, we then got Dr. Paddock and two carriages and went up there I piloting the party to the scene of the accident."
On reaching the hill the party had to leave the carriages and go for over two miles over rough hills to get to the scene of the accident, which was necessarily slow. The first party not returning in a half hour, a party led by Emil Willoth, one of the boy's companions, who was conversant with the country, were taken by a direct route to the boys rendezvous. Before reaching the place they called for Robbie, who feebly answered them, telling them to hurry. When they reached him he was lying on his side, with his intestines protruding through a horrible hole in the lower part of his stomach. Mrs. Bennett and Dr. Paddock, who were just then approaching, were told to come quick. While the doctor was attending to his injuries the boy was as rational as could be, talked with his mother, asking many questions, and assisted in dressing his horrible wound. He asked the doctor if he was badly hurt, then, turning to his mother, said: "Mamma, I wasn't the cause of this. Leonard was, bat he did it accidentally. He wasn't to blame." All the time he was sinking rapidly. A litter was improvised and he was placed upon it, but before going far he expired. It was a pitiful and heartrending sight the little cavalcade presented as it wended its way carefully over the rough bills with its burden, the mother and father following, almost distracted with grief. When the body was deposited in the room which he had left only a few hours before alive and well the grief of his mother and sisters was terrible, and it is feared the stroke will prostrate them.
Leonard Malgrin, who did the shooting, disappeared shortly after his companion departed for help and could not be found, although parties scoured the brush in all directions and called him by name, and it was feared he had become demented and had done himself injury. After an hour's search in the darkness It was given up and the party returned to the city intending to organize a searching party this morning and find him. But about 9:45 the boy returned to his home alone. The shock effected him so much that he has become temporarily deranged and may lose his reason.
Deceased had just passed his fourteenth birthday, being just 14 years, 2 months and 3 days old. He was an exceptionally bright and manly boy, possessing such traits of character that would have earned for him a name. His sad taking off is universally deplored by all, to whom he had endeared himself by his many sterling qualities.
The funeral will be held from the family residence this afternoon at 4 o'clock, interment at Mount Moriah. The Times extends its heartfelt sympathy to the bereaved family in this their hour of deep distress. .
The Black Hills Daily Times
Deadwood, South Dakota
16 Aug 1892, Tue - Page 1
(With thanks to Contributor Amy Carter Bozick (47990557) • harmoniesgirl(at)ymail.com)
Robert, Eldest Son of Hon. G. G. Bennett;
Accidentally Shot on the Abdomen
while Hunting, with Fatal Results.
It is with sadness that we are compelled to chronicle the sad ending of Robert Bennett, the eldest son of Hon. G. G. Bennett, who lost his life last evening by the accidental discharge of a shot gun in the hands of one of his young playmates while out hunting. The accident occurred on the divide near Polo creek, three miles from town, and is thus briefly told by Lute Carter, who with Robbie and Leonard Malgrin composed the party of young Huntsmen: "We had hunted all afternoon without much success, and had reached a small log cabin which is the rendezvous for the boys. We were each armed I and Robbie had a 22 rifle, while Leonard was armed with a 12 bore shot gun. We sat around for some time talking, when Robbie suggested that we see how quick we could fire our guns off. We all stood up in a line, Robbie in the center, Leonard at one end, I at the other. At the word we were each to fire, and when the word was given Robbie and I fired. While we were lowering our guns, Leonard was in the act of lifting his heavy gun, but before he got it up his finger slipped and pulled the trigger, Robbie, who was standing next him, received the charge in his stomach. He fell to the ground uttering screams and crying. We both became frightened and Leonard started for town but only went about a hundred yards and fell down, as he said, sick. I then started but was prevented by Leonard, who I think was crazy, as he talked in a rambling way. Once he pulled a revolver from his pocket and said he would commit suicide. I took the gun from him, but seeing it was not loaded, gave it back to him and started for help, he following. Robbie slopped crying, told him to come back and then gave me the directions to town. I came to town and told my mother, who in turn told Mr. and Mrs. Bennett, we then got Dr. Paddock and two carriages and went up there I piloting the party to the scene of the accident."
On reaching the hill the party had to leave the carriages and go for over two miles over rough hills to get to the scene of the accident, which was necessarily slow. The first party not returning in a half hour, a party led by Emil Willoth, one of the boy's companions, who was conversant with the country, were taken by a direct route to the boys rendezvous. Before reaching the place they called for Robbie, who feebly answered them, telling them to hurry. When they reached him he was lying on his side, with his intestines protruding through a horrible hole in the lower part of his stomach. Mrs. Bennett and Dr. Paddock, who were just then approaching, were told to come quick. While the doctor was attending to his injuries the boy was as rational as could be, talked with his mother, asking many questions, and assisted in dressing his horrible wound. He asked the doctor if he was badly hurt, then, turning to his mother, said: "Mamma, I wasn't the cause of this. Leonard was, bat he did it accidentally. He wasn't to blame." All the time he was sinking rapidly. A litter was improvised and he was placed upon it, but before going far he expired. It was a pitiful and heartrending sight the little cavalcade presented as it wended its way carefully over the rough bills with its burden, the mother and father following, almost distracted with grief. When the body was deposited in the room which he had left only a few hours before alive and well the grief of his mother and sisters was terrible, and it is feared the stroke will prostrate them.
Leonard Malgrin, who did the shooting, disappeared shortly after his companion departed for help and could not be found, although parties scoured the brush in all directions and called him by name, and it was feared he had become demented and had done himself injury. After an hour's search in the darkness It was given up and the party returned to the city intending to organize a searching party this morning and find him. But about 9:45 the boy returned to his home alone. The shock effected him so much that he has become temporarily deranged and may lose his reason.
Deceased had just passed his fourteenth birthday, being just 14 years, 2 months and 3 days old. He was an exceptionally bright and manly boy, possessing such traits of character that would have earned for him a name. His sad taking off is universally deplored by all, to whom he had endeared himself by his many sterling qualities.
The funeral will be held from the family residence this afternoon at 4 o'clock, interment at Mount Moriah. The Times extends its heartfelt sympathy to the bereaved family in this their hour of deep distress. .
The Black Hills Daily Times
Deadwood, South Dakota
16 Aug 1892, Tue - Page 1
(With thanks to Contributor Amy Carter Bozick (47990557) • harmoniesgirl(at)ymail.com)
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