The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1885-03-17
A BAD Boy.
a Sensational Scene With a
WON an in it.
A Young Man Charged with Alb
ducton by an Irate Mother.


|. Yesterday about 3 &c Ock quite a sersa
ton occurred at the Third street cros,ios
OF the NJ, h. x L. railroad, In The fue
office OF Mr.. JOnn Pettlsy, watch will prob
ably convince him that the terrors Of
mO,her-in-lsv are sufficiently .rear from a
prospee'i i've point to forever b fr his he II
irOm matrlmOny, regardless Of Cupid:
wiles or darts. As the BAZOo's Bohemian
was YEARLY returning from the baIlehell
OF the bold and hardy strikers hr found a
crowd oil some ry IefsJns, including a
number OF strikers, gathered ca the south
SIDE OF Third sire I opp0site the Office men,
toned, while from within $ sacred pre-
cincIs came forth such a volume OF
LOUD AND ANGRY
vitnperation as Ia riy made his hair staud
on end. "Thtre's an item for you" said
one OF the j lily strikers as the scribe ap.
preached, iii you're brave enough to go
/ for it,"
"Wh rs the mattel?7 asked the sgitated
scriobler.
$50 and see, if you dare" was the heart
less reply.
There was nothing else for il. Duty's
call ms be Ob.ye I, though life should b.
lost TrembliLgly and cautiously the
scribe picked his way across the street and
eut r. the door, and this is what he saw ::
John Peffiey lying on a seat behind the
railing, his partner concealed In corner
behind the stove trembling from head TO
foot. In the center Of The 70 m and against
the railing ore Of the msddesI women that
ever SedalIa held railing at the de voted
John, and resc.iNg for him
In manner Indicating that
ii she could only get hold Of him
live Minutes time would make him as bod
as ever did
THE SCALPING KNIFE
Of T. III aBche Indian The head of its vic
tim AS the scribe entered and approx ch-d
the rail, a g lad smile oil relief Overspre cad
Johns iace as he ga>Ded, with a hOrrId at
tempt 10 smil "How-do-you do
glad TO see you.
For one moment the lady, who was dress
ed in black, turned tn scrutin zs the lie
porter and said. 81 am glad TO zee You too,
and / wish all of John Psffiey's friends
would come don't care for them and I'D
just like TO tell them VIII a dirty contemp-
tible thief, liar, scoundrri, hypocriie, VII
lain. dog he il, and don't care WHO knows
it. Oh, you dirty dog Ito P,ffiy).
YOU RoBBER, You sCoUNDREL,
wink il you want to, don. care for Your
wInking. A mic church member You ale,
a nice young man you are, a nice lodge
memi er you are. Pm going 10 have you
reported III your lodge and turned out. I'll
have you punished If yon don't tell me
where my d ,ul liter is You courted her
an1 you stole her and have her IA d away.
l thought you was gentleman but Il the
last six months | have lost confidence In
you. You sre a scOuudIel and dirty
thief and l'Il have the law after you.
don't think my daughter has been deCe. we'd
by you but If you want 10 BE- honorable
with her you would not steal her away
from home, from her father and mother,
but I'll tell this gentleman all about It."
"He's reporter" gasped poor john,
81 don't care if he is I'll
TELL EN- EVERY ONE.
I'll have you published In every paper in
the world. / didn't want this thing TO be
ms de public. / didn't nor my husband
didn't, but you have stole my daughter
away from her mother and won't tell where |
you have hid her, and you are breaking |
my heart. (Crying) On, YOU william,
will take the law of you. What can / do, |
sir? (Appesling TO the scribe.)
Indeed, Madame, / do not know, being |
unacqusinted with The circumstances"
"Well, you see, sir. my name is Kagley, |
and this man JOAN p, ffley has been keep |
ing my daughters company for three years.
/ didn't like il, but you see she is come of
age she is 10 yesrs old now, and tod him |
he might have her If he loved her, and they
was engaged. He
PROMISED TO MARRY HER,
but he didn't, and now he has cosxed her |
away from home ard hid her, and when |
asked him where she was he said none OF
my business"
"Well, madame, 1 should think the best
plan under these circumstances would he |
writ Of habeas corpus" said the scribe.
"Weli, don't know what that is, but |
III have my daughter" and again she
turned her attention to John.
By this time q number of the scrib- |
bler's friends mustered courage TO come |
over and see il he was dead, and Mrs.
Ksgley raised her voice 10 the highest |
pitch, and for five minutes poured abuse |
upon Psffley's devoted head. Then she |
went away swearing vengeance.
"Well," said the reporter 10 Mr.. Paffley, |
"whaI have to say to all this?"
Nothing"
"Not wori?"
81 decline TO be interviewed"
"But IL seems 10 me you are surely enti-
tied t. some explanation. This has been
an extraordinary scene"
"Still i would prefer not to say any
thing"
Surely you do not intend to admit what
she said was true?"
"No, sir it is not true"
Then you ought to say So"
swell, the fact is, l have known her
daughter for three years, and at one time
we were engaged, but we agreed to break
the engagement. We are, however, friends
and she sometimes calls here to see me. |
She recently left home for reasons best |