Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-09-01

How Johnny Got on u JambOree, Smashed
Windows. Led Officer Casey a i;reakueck
Chase, and Finally Found Himself Safely
jagged.
John Sullivan, brakeman on the st. Paul,
Minneapolis & Manitoba railroad, got on a
little jamboree yesterday, and for time
made things lively on Robert street between
Eighth and Ninth. John is a "broth of
boy" and a pal of Barney Smith, the noto-
rious repro bate whose adventure with "Big
Tom" Mcmahon and subsequent incarcera-
ton in the county Jail and sentence to the
stone pile, have already been recorded.
Sullivan's character may be very we'll
judged from the company he keeps. but if
any other proof be needed to show what
manner of man he is, his yesterdays exploit
will fully supply the missing link.
The facts of Johns case are as follows
Between and o'clock Sullivan went into
German saloon on SIEVE nth STREET, near the
Commercial hotel, and the proprietor being
absent, he insulted the landIady, who was
behind the bar, and after threatening to lick
everybody in the place, wound up by strik
ing, 1pWeral persons.
Az this junc'ure Officer Casey was called
and in a jlffy forcibiy elected the intruder,
who, being allowed to depart, went down
jackson street to "Honest Johns" where he
called for cigars. After beng Supplied he
refused to pay for them, but was induced to
reconsider his action and fork over the need
full, after which he was promptly fired ont of
the saloon.
He then started off on piratical cruise,
and soon found himself at 142 Robert street.
the basement of which is occupied by d col
ored Amazonian named Polly, and the up
stairs by w. H. Gibson, whose family, how
ever, were absent at the time. Descending
the steps to the basement, he was met by
Polly who wanted to know his business.
After making indecent propositions to the
woman he picked up Il shovel lying near and
threatened to kill her. Nothing daunted at
this, the Amazon clu' ched the shovel and
after severe struggle wrenched it from him.
Swearing he'd clean out the i'd
niggers," Sullivan nest picked up
lot of rocks and smashed
the windows below and above and continued
to lombard the house (the force of the blows
knocking off the plastsring on the inside)
until a party of colored men came up, when
he ran of, but soon rallied and beat back
his pursuers.
At this juecture Officer Casey, who had
heard of the fracas, arrived and started after
the fleeing ruffian. After long chase the
officer succeeded in corralling his prize in
lumber yard on Ninth and jackson streets,
where he had concealed b 'mself under pile
of lumber. Here he resisted arrest desper-
ately, and picked up piece of tim ber to
stand the officer off, but was finally induced
to give in on being confronted with revolver.
On the way to the station Sullivan made
several desperate attempts to escape but was
baff1ed in each and finally lodged in Jail.
When he first went to the house on Robert
street he had companion with him who,
after hostilities broke out, speedily decamp-
ed. The police are now looking for the
pal, who Is described as a small man wearing
short jacket and dark pants. .
Sullivan, it is said, has made his boasts
that when his pal Barney Smith got out of
jail, they would make short work of the St.
Paul police force-a threat which he will
have ample time to reconsider and repent of
by the time he himself gets through with the
consequences of his yesterdays freak.