Thomas V. Byrne, who was shot through the head on Front street, was carried to the drug store [at the] corner of Harrison and Baltimore streets. At this time the detachment of the Sixth left their armory and marched down Front to Baltimore street. The crowd, which came into Harrison street from the armory by way of Fayette street, met the soldiers at Harrison and Baltimore streets.
The command was allowed to pass Harrison street on the way up Baltimore street, when and irregular volley of pistol shots and other missiles was fired at them by the crowd. The soldiers wheeled and returned the fire, and delivered volleys into the crowds at several points on their route. A soldier was knocked down with a missile near Light street. He was carried into the drug store of Coleman & Rogers, and was afterwards taken elsewhere. The last volley from the soldiers was fired near the corner of Light street.
The soldiers reloaded and fired as they marched, closely followed by the crowd, which hurled missiles as fast as the could be found on the route. A soldier fell at the corner of Baltimore and Holliday streets, and the impression among the command was that he had been killed.
Three wounded men were carried into the drug store at Baltimore and Harrison streets, three wounded men into Habliston's drug store, corner of Gay and Baltimore streets, and three fatally wounded to Chenowith's restaurant, corner of Baltimore and Holliday streets. A man was fatally wounded near the Carrollton Hotel.
Large crowds of excited men gathered around the places where the dead and wounded had been hastily carried. Stretchers were procured, and policemen carried the dead to the middle police station, where nine bodies were laid out together up stairs. All of them had ghastly wounds in the head or other vital parts, and for hours remained unrecognized. Five of the wounded were taken to Washington University Hospital, and others were sent to the homes or well cared for at other places. Pools of blood marked the spots on the streets where the wounded fell.
Great crowds hung around the middle station until a late hour, and men and women in large numbers made anxious inquiries after relatives and friends. A woman, after scanning the faces of several of the slain with a look of anxiety, painful in its intensity, recognized the dead body of her husband, and was carried swooning from the room. A father recognized the body of his son, and other heartrending scenes served to make the police station a house of such mourning and woe as has not been often witnessed.
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