The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1882-10-17
BEASTLY BOHON.
While Crazy Drunk ne Drives
His Team Into a Missouri
Pacific Train.
The Miraculous Escape From
Death of the Drunken
Driver

Shortly after o'clock last evening quite
q crowd was attracted to the police station
by the tapping OF the bell. Most of this
crowd went away with their curiosity I'M
satisfied, but BAZoo reporter soon learned
that terrible accident had happened out
on the Missouri Pacific track, near the
junction of the Lexington branch,
Just short distance west oil
where Grand avenue crosses the
track. Marshal Shy, accompanied by
Officers Barnett and Jim Gossage, imme.
diately started for the scene OF the acct
dent, the reporter following closely in their
wake. Upon arrival upon the ground,
MOST sICKENING SIGHT
was presented TO view. In the center of
the track lay the horribly mangled bodies
of team OF horses, and the wreck of a
wagon. Beside the track stood the noto-
riOus Jack Bohon, wild, raving, crazy
drunk. Jack was the owner of the team,
but he was i'm no condition to give any
account of the accident, and
be was marched TO the calabOose and
locked up. The crowd fingered at the
scene of the wreck. The poor horses were
evidently suffering terrible agony, each OF
them having a leg cut off and one or more
legs broken, and otherwise manned and
mangled.
They writhed and groaned in their pain,
and commiserate bystander finally shot
each one Of them through the head, and
thus put them out of their misery.
BOhOn was seen at the calabuose by the
reporter. With some difficulty he was
aroused from the floor where he lay i'm a
semi-conscious condition, and upon
promise of being released, consented to
tell what he knew about the accident. He
said that he had sold load of wood to a
party north of the railroad he hitched
his team and came down town, and took a
few drinks,
GETTING PRETTY FULL.
This is about the only Ineligible state
ment that the drunken brute was able to
make. From his rambling conversation,
however, it is surmised, that after getting
pretty drunk. he returned to his team, and
was driving sonth on Grand av-
epue, on his way home when he
collided with the freight train.
Just about the time that Bohon reached
the railroad crossing, freight train No. IS.
pulled by engine No. 107, was coming east
at the usuai moderate rate of speed used
by trains after entering the city limits.
The forses must have become frightened
al the sight of the approaching train and
they started west on the railroad track on
a dead ran. Jack was too drunk TO man.
age them and the frightened team
RUSHED HEADLoNG
into the approaching train with the re-
suits already stated. The engineer had
noticed the team running away
and whistled the signal of
danger, but it availed nothing. How
BOhan escaped utter humiliation, he, OF
course, cannot explain, and it seems al
most miraculous, and tends to confirm the
belief in the old saying, "you can't kill a
drunken man."
Immediately after the collision, the en-
CINE was uncourled from the train and
run up to the depot, where several shrill
whistles we're sounded, thus conveying a
signal to the police that something was
wrong.
Ii might naturally be supposed that the ter
rible experience of last night would cure any
ordinary man of drunkenness. but that it
will have any bene6cent results on Jack i'm
this direction is extremely doubtful, and ii
is altogether probable that he will con-
tinue TO get drunk as long as he is able to
swallow whisky. His loss, last night, will
amount to about $500. Ii will fall heavily
on his family, who have to struggle for a
living and for money to pay Jacks fines
when he gets into the calabOose, which, ON
an average, is almost once a week. 1t
would, doubtless, have been more profitable
to the family If Jack had been killed in.
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