Boston Daily, July 28, 1893.
That's a pretty informative stack of headlines there. I don't have much to add beyond OMFG!
Said anarchist Louis Lingg was one of the Haymarket Square 8. Rather than permit The Man to hang him on the appointed day, he bit down on a blasting cap. It was messy.
A nearby Starbucks, according to my researches.
How savorless would American life be without conspiracy theories that account for the already-explained?
Hmm. Yeah, okay, that's all a little bit weird. . .
Not much fear of it catching on either, I think.
Fishing with a friend, you say? Could this have been a Brokeback type of deal?
In sum: here was a guy who managed to go out with both a bang and
a whimper. You don't see it every day.