Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1884-07-04
FIGHT EOR LIBERTY.

and so he is content; while II only
tell the tale as twas told to me.
FIGHT EOR LIBERTY.
The Desperate Conflict of a.Detective
with a Murderer on a High RoOf-A
Marvellous Escape.
New York truth.
Miguel Chacon, the murderer of
Maria Williams, the colored women,
at No 1913 West twenty-eight street,
was captured yesterday morning, and
the attendant incidents were as soul
! thrilling as any ever embodied in the
widest creation of the romancist's
brain.
Immediately subsequent to the
shooting, Detective Price of the
Thirtieth street police station was
assigned to the case. and, ia company
with a friend of Chacon, he made
thorough search of the Eight ward,
and a number of saloons the Cuban
was known to frequent was searched.
When the detective reached the house
No. 70 Spring street, occupied by
Cuban family-friends of the man
inquire if there were any tldlngs OF
Chacon, and while awaiting his re-
turn crossed the street. The man
came out of the house shortly and in
formed Price that the murderer had
been there and had told his friend
that he had shot person, but he was
ignorant how serious was the wound
he had inflicted, and he neglected to
tell them whom he had shot. He
stated, on leaving the housH, that he
was going to his uncle's saloon at No.
1913 Bleecher street, and from there
intended to go straight to the house of
the murdered woman.
Acting upon this clew the detective
proceeded to the house where the
shooting took place, and on entering
found lying on the table photograph
of the murderer A thorough search
of the apartments was made, but
without resulting in anything of mo-
mSnt, .4nd after making arrangements
to have the house we'll watched, he
started downtown again to No. 70
| Spring street, having concluded that
sooner or later the murderer would
return there.
He took up his position under the
stoop of the next dwelling and waited
for fully three quarters of an hour be-
fore his vigil was rewarded. At last
in the neighborhood of $50. he heard
the sound of rapid footsteps approach
ing, and man appeared, gazing up
and down the street, apparently on
the lookout for danger. His face was
partially concealed, bat sufficient was
seen by the aid of a near by lamp to
enable the detective to make him out
a negro. The suspected person seem
ed satisfied that the coast was clear,
and he fastened hsi steps, knocked
very softly oI panel, and moment
later disappeared within the half
! opened door.
The detective was now satisfied
| from the strangers suspicious actions
that he was the man for whom he was
looking, and waking up friend who
OPPORTUNITY resided near by, he dis
patched him to the station-house for
officers, who soon arrived upon the
scene. He stationed his assistants in
| the front and rear of the house, to pre-
vent an escape, and accompanied by
an officer. he entered and mounted to
the top floor, where lived the friends
of the murderer. There he found
party of Cubans playing cards, but
vigilant search revealed no trace of
his man, nor could he extract any in
formation from the inmates of the
room. The window, an oldfashioned
! dormer one, was in the rear, and from
! it Price peered into the outer darkness.
For time he saw nothing, but at last
| his attention was attracted by white
object Just behind the chimney, and
perceivlng that fre-escape projected
| from under the window, leaving but
the space of few feet between it and
the roof, he imagined that Chacon
might possibly have made his escape
in that way. Calling upon Policeman
O'Brien to follow, he stepped out and
gained the gutter.
The roof was peaked and high pitch
ed, and it was with difficulty that
Price maintained his footing. The
darkness was intense, and as the de-
tective made his way upward on his
hands and knees he kept his eyes fixed
upon the speck of white. At last he
noticed that it moved and then pauS-
ed. The detective still moved noise
lessly upwards and when within an
arms length his arm shot out, and
with the grip of death he clutched
| Chacrn, the sought-for murderer.
The hunted man was in his white I'M
derclothes, and the detective had
grasped his foot. Unavailing strug-
giles to release the captured member
followed, but Prices grip was of iron.
Come down quietly" said he,
there's no use in making trouble.
You're wanted. I've got you, and /
swear III hold you" With the words
the detective began a retrograde move
ment, still clutching the foot.
At that instant his foot slipped. he
rolled rapidly downward, and would
have been dashed to instant death had
he not been clutched by Policeman
nick of time. The prisoner was taken
to the Twenty ninth precinct station
house and locked up in cell No. II.
In speaking of his thrilling escape,
Detective Price said to our reporter
How did feel2 Why, thought
! l was gone, sure. But l made up my
mind If one of us went the other
would follow. I held on to HIM like
grim death to niger. He told me
on the way to the station house that
he bought the pistol with the inten-
ton of killing the woman 1caution-
ed hira not to say anything until he
had seen his lawyer He asked if
the voman was dead, and when l told
him yes he relapsed into silence and
would talk no more.
Get On His Paper.
El-aa TIL