Rensselaer Republican, Volume 15, Number 5, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 October 1882 — SHOT DEAD IN HIS BANK. [ARTICLE]

SHOT DEAD IN HIS BANK.

An Aged Gen tinman'* Heart Blown to Pieces In Front of Hid Treasure-Vaults at Waupaca, Wls. H. C. Mood, an eccentric bachelor, who for thirty years bos done a banking business at Waupaca, Wls., was shot dead at a rear window of his office as he sat writing at a table. His nose, eyes and part of his brain were torn away by the discharge. The murderers then cut the wire screen, entered the apartment and rilled the money-chest of several thousmd dollars. A dispatch from Waupaca gives the following particulars of the tragedy: Mr. Mead had been in the habit of sleeping near his treasures and taking his meals at the hotel, and when he did not come to either breakfast or dinner a messenger was sent to learn if he was sick. Repeated knocks on the bank door brought no answer, and the hack window was used as a means bf ingress. On the floor lay the remains of the hanker, with blood spattered all over the walls, while a large pool had gathered around his prostrate body. A jury was impaneled and an examination showed that Mr. Mead’s death was caused by a gun-shot The gun had evidently been placed in the rear window of the building, as the wire screen was found torn off and the window lowered He had probablv been sitting at a small table in the back room writing, and, hearing a noise at the w ndow, had turned around, only to receive the full charge from both barrels of the shotgun in his face. The nose, eyes and part of his head had been completely torn off. The assassins then seemingly went to the safe, whlcdwas still unlocked, nnd rifled the chest, taking away several thousand dollars In currents, gold and bonds. It Is known that Mr. Mead was worth more than f 100,000. The bank is a one-story wooden building, the front room being used for business, while the rear room was the sleeping apartments of the murdered man. Not five feet from where his bed stands is a window without bars, and the sill is about live feet from the ground. In this room Mr. Me&l had slept and almost lived for twenty-live years, having no children. Hfs peril was often mentioned to him, and h's answer was that he had never harmed any one in his life, and that, if it was his money that was wanted, It would not be necessary to kill him.