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Lucius M. Baldwin
His name was Lucius Matlock Baldwin, and he was born February 24, 1869 in Burlington, Kansas to David Sumpton, and Malinda Catherine (Marsters) Baldwin. He had a sister, Sadie Lavina (Baldwin) Chochran. His father had entered into the Methodist ministry when Lucius was three years old, and Lucius lived in Methodist parsonages for the next seventeen years, including Centropolis, Pomona, Malvern, Neodesha, Coffeyville, Fredonia, Americus, Grenola, Ottawa and Blue Mound, in that order, and all in Kansas.
He attended Baker University in Baldwin City, Kansas, for one year, when he was sixteen years old. His father died while living in Burlington, and that is where the rest of the family decided to make permanent home.
Somewhere around 1891 Lucius took a job with Read Brothers general store in Coffeyville, Kansas. The Read and Baldwin families had become close when the Baldwin?s lived there,. He lived with his employers, and soon became head clerk.
By all accounts, he was a likeable and responsible young man, showing great promise. He was a regular member of the church his father had ministered, He was active in Sunday school, Epworth league ( a Methodist Youth Association), and the church choir. He was a good young man, never using liquor, tobacco or profanity.
October 5, 1892 Lucius was working at Read Brothers when the alarm went out that there was a bank robbery. Against the warning of Haz Read, he crossed Walnut and Union streets, to Isham?s hardware store where he armed himself with a short barreled , double action Colt revolver. Hurrying out the back door of Isham?s, with the revolver held pointed downward, by his side, he met three men approaching from the back of the first National Bank. He recognized bank cashier W.H. Shepard, and assumed he was meeting with fellow defenders. He ignored, or didn?t hear several repeated commands to stop from the two men with Shepard, who were Bob and Emmett Dalton, and certainly not fellow defenders. Lucius continued walking toward the men until he was about fifty feet away, when Bob said ? I have to get that man?, raised his rifle, and sent a rifle bullet into the young mans chest, and through his body. He was carried into Isham?s, to join two other wounded men.
He lived until the following day. He had outlived his killer by one day.
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