"When the coroner arrived here at 7 p.m. he directed Mr. Challstrom, the Albert City undertaker, to ship the outlaw's body to the Dean of the Medical Facility at Iowa City, but by the time they tried to handle the body decomposition had set in. An order was then procured from the trustees to buy him in the Fairfield cemetery where he was laid away on Monday afternoon with none to mourn over his grave.
Mr. and Mrs. Hagerman of Ware came in town on Monday just before the oulaw was buried and identified him as the man who worked for them as a farm hand this fall and left there about a week ago. They also suspicioned (sic) him as having had something to do with the post office robbery two months ago. He went by the name of Charley Dolan and was of Irish descent.
There were 64 thirty-eight calibre shells picked up in the depot after the battle. The depot resembled a battle scarred fort.
It was discovered that the outlaws paid all those whose teams they took. The robbers gave $10 to Charley Peterson, $15 to the Newland boys and $11 to the woman."

Some additional information:

The depot was eventually moved to another site in town and overhauled into a museum. There are still bullet holes and some bullets embedded in the walls.
The 64 cases are only those found within the depot. The outlaws continued firing outside the building and the number of shots fired by the posse has to be quite large, given that there were more than half a dozen armed men named, as well as "others" and what must have been an enthusiastic response to the opportunity to blaze away legally.
Mike Conlin shot the outlaw with what has always been called "a .44 rifle". I would assume that it was either a '73 or '92 Winchester.
The grave of the outlaw was unmarked, and there was speculation as to its location for years. At some point within the last 30 years, a douser was brought in and located it. It was at the very edge of the cemetery, between the drive the encircles the burial ground and the barbed wire fence that separates it from the field next to it. A small marker has been placed there.
When the town had its 50th anniversary celebration in 1949, they had a pageant that included the shoot-out scene. My dad was the unfortunate outlaw who was shot. I have the large photo that the newspaper took and used to print the paper of him falling. (He also won a rod and reel in he beard contest.)


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