Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1886-01-26
CHASING ToBE JACKSON.
The BlOOdhOunds and the Detective aIsd
His Party Still in the Field.

His Party Still in the Field.
Frop the Atlantic tGdS Constitution.
kilograms from CsTtersville at II
O'Clock Sunday night indicate that Tobe
Jackson is still at large.
The bloodhounds have been running his
track without rest for more than "A
hours.
Unless Jackson can secure horse or
reach train he will soon be under ar
rest.
When Detective Simpson unlashed the
dogs about O'clock Saturday evening
they jumped the trail in less than a
minute, and were OF like a streak of
lightning. The pursuers rode behind the
dogs until dark, and then began dropping
of one at time. After dark Detective
Simpson and few men continued the
chase until late in the night, when a short
rest was INDUCED in. The horses were
fed, the dogs cared for comfortably, the
men ate something, and then the chase
was resumed. During the dark hours the
progress was not so fine as during the day.
After midnight another halt was called,
and then about day the chase was resum-
ed. Before the dogs had run the track
an hour Yesterday morning they began TO
tell the detective that the trail was grow
ing tresher. OF course, no one but per-
son acquainted with the habits of blood
hound Knew what the dogs meant by their
actions. Detective Simpson, however
knew that they We're gaining on the fugi-
tive, and pushing his tired horse up kept
close upon the dogs. The dogs Travelled
rapidly over broken fields, fences, ravines,
and through woods, and kept it up until
after dark last night. At that hour the
correspondent left the field, and when he
lett the dogs were being called OIL for
short rest. Before leaving the field
he asked Detective Simpson what he
thought OF the chances of capturing
Jackson.
Good" he answered as he munched at
a piece of corn bread and fat meat.
"Why?7
"Why? Because the chances are good.
We are now only short time behind
Jackson"
How do you know?'
Because l do. Those dogs have as
much sense as man. Tney know eX-
actly what they are doing. This morning
about sunup they told me Just as PLAIN as
you can talk that they were much nearer
the man than they were last night. PHI
bet my head jackson knows we are after
him with dogs. He moved nearly all
night, but rested a short while. All dur
ing the day the dogs have been telling me
that they were gaining ground and 1
think if | had three hours more daylight
I'd run him in"
"Can't the dogs be mistaken"
''NO, them dogs! That big one, Mig
is the finest dog in the South. He never
makes mistake. The little one might do
such thing, but the big one-never.
Then old Mig won't let her go wrong.
Have not you seen the little one in front
go off the track, hunt around as if uncer-
fnfV, oh 90 Il
Mig came up, dozen times, to-day?
Well, that old dog never does that, and if
you noticed he always kept right on as if
the old lady had not stopped. II jackson
stays on the ground Mig will hole him."
'ls it possible that you are not on Jack
sons track?''
"Oh, well l can't tell you about that,
but guess | am. If it was Jackson's
track that was pointed out to me when
we started, then we are after him yet.
Those dogs know the track they scented
on their first leap, and are omit yet. You
can just bet on that. They Will never
leave it until called off, and never get
lost"
suppose Jackson gets horse, what
then?'
"When the dogs get to where Jackson's
tracks stops they will strike the horses
trail and then it will be a race between
the dogs and the horse"
Whose dogs are thosep'
captain Euglish's. He has refused
$4,000 for the little one, and no man has
money enough to buy old Mig. The old
fellow amt for sale. He has captured
more convicts than all the rewards Gov.
Mcdaniel ever offered. He has been
knocked into the hospital for month by
an East Tennessee passenger train, and 10
worth his weight in gold, WhV that dog
can't be valued. But here, Mig" said
the detective to the dog, 1--WE must look at
your feet"
The dog approached Detective Simpson,
who began pattlng him on the head. He
is large, terrible looking brute and can
whip half dozen men.
A well-knOwn Atlantaian, who knows
old Mig well, said last night:
"That dog has been following Jackson
for thirty hours. Pll bet $500 that he'll
run him In if he stays on the ground"