Gunfire on James Street was
rarely heard in the 1880s. However, on June 22, 1885, violence manifested by an
obsessive rejected suitor caused pandemonium.
Jimmy Wall was widely known
as a jig dancer, but also as an odd character. Rosa Voeller was the woman he
was obsessed with.
Here is the story of the
incident that was the culmination of months of trouble:
“”A slenderly-built, waxen-faced young woman,
of prepossessing appearance, was sitting in a buggy on James street north about
half past eight last night, when a man rushed out from a laundry at No. 109,
pointed a revolver at her, exclaiming, ‘Now, young lady,
You’re a Goner !’
and fired. Passersby were horrified at hearing a shot
immediately followed by a woman’s piercing screams and cries of ‘For God’s
sake, take it away,’ and soon a crowd obstructed the street.
“The first
shot having failed to effect any injury, the diminutive shooter stepped closer
to the woman and attempted to fire another shot. The weapon would not work, and
the determined fellow shook it to cause it to fire. The woman made a dash for
the revolver, and
GRAPPLED
WITH THE MAN
and an exciting struggle ensued, during which the weapon
went off and the bullet entered the young fellow’s thigh. Grasping the pistol, the almost fainting woman threw
it from her with all her remaining strength, screaming, ‘Somebody
FOR
GOD’S CATCH IT.’
and almost fell from her seat. The horse was at this time
plunging violently and the shootist made a jump for the bridle and clung to the
horse. Turning to the woman, he shouted ‘you’d better leave town or
I’LL
HAVE YOUR LIFE
tomorrow. ‘ Mr. Dwyer, the owner of the rig, sprang to
the aid of the woman and assisted her into the house, while constable Walsh
took charge of her assailant, but not till after he had made strong resistance
and tried to escape.
“The lady is Mrs. Rose Zoeller, whose husband is an
invalid, and the man who caused her death was James Wall, better known as Jimmy
Wall, the dancer. He is a hatter by trade.
THE
WOMAN’S STORY
Mrs.
Zoeller says she was acquainted with Wall before her marriage five years ago.
When he heard of her approaching nuptials he told her she would have no peace
after she was married, and ever since, in various ways, he has done his best to
make his prophesy materialize. He at one time boarded for a short period with
the Zoellers and took advantage of his
position to annoy the lady of the house. The neighbors have received a number
of badly-spelled and ill-constructed letters, filled with scurrilous language
calculated to injure Mrs. Zoeller in their eyes, and insinuating that while Mr.
Zoeller was flat on his back, ill with
consumption, his wife was altogether too pleasant to Mr. Wall, who was
described as the ‘whited-haired boy’ of the family. These charming epistles,
some of which have fallen into Mrs. Zoeller’s possession, are alleged to be the
work of Mr. Wall himself. ‘I tried to keep what Wall was doing annoying me away
from my husband,’ said Mrs. Zoeller, ‘but one day he threatened me in front of
my sick husband, and I had to complain of him.’
“The lady says she had been
driving during the afternoon with her husband, and after that with some
friends. Returning home, before taking the big rig back to the stable, Wall,
who was in the house,, visiting her husband, rushed out and attacked her as
already stated. She was unhurt, but suffered a terrible shock to her nervous
system. She seemed most troubled, however, by the probable effect of the affair
upon her invalid husband. She seemed afraid that he would succumb under the
excitement of the affair.
“The revolver was recovered
where it was thrown from the rig by Mrs. Zoeller and handed to Constable
Campbell.
“After arresting Wall,
constable Walsh remarked that the shot might have been a bad one to which Wall
replied ‘I wish I had shot myself through the gizzard.’ Wall was perfectly
sober but very much excited when arrested.’ ”1
1 “Wicked
Jimmy Wall : A Little Jig Dancer Tries the Shoot Act – Upon a Young Lady – He
Fires Twice and Only Manages to Shoot Himself in the Leg”
Hamilton Spectator June 23, 1885.
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