He never waited for the ordinary method of getting the gun in action, but started a rapid fire, by striking the hammer part way back and releasing it. The cylinder was quickly emptied toward the offender, and one bullet hit his finger. He lost no time in going out of the door and across the street, where a tree that stood at the McCreary corner checked his progress for a moment. This tree bent under the impact of his body, but he soon went on his way with little diminishing of speed.

A few moments later, a woman came madly down the street with a gun, which she pressed into the ribs of Mr. Casselman, declaring that it was his agitation that had caused all the trouble. Casselman did not answer, and she rushed on to the saloon where the affair started. But "Slim" had gone out the back door, over to Mowry's barn and saddled his horse. He rode into the country and did not come back for a few days, or until the affair had cooled down. It is said that Casselman collapsed after the woman passed on, and had to be carried into the bank.

John Konkle can also remember when he first came to Scottsbuff, and was camped on First avenue, near the present Emery Annex. A bullet carelessly sent on its way passed through the top of his wagon cover. Whether or not this was the reason, John returned to his home in the south part of the state and remained there a couple years before he returned to make the city his permanent home.