St. Landry democrat. (Opelousas, La.) 1878-1894, 1890-09-20
Chicago Police Tactics.

OFFICER CAsEY's PRECAUTIONS tUh THE
CAPTURE OF MYTHICAL cUTTHROAT.
There was a crowd in front of rather
| nice boxing house near Lincoln park when
came past Yesterday, said q business man
who lives on the North Side, the other
| night. There were at first about twenty
excited women and went over to where
! thew were huddled about the front steps,
chattering, peering and questioning an
| elderly and disheveled female, who was
very nearly in Mysteries from fright and
excitement.
ooh, why don't he Gomez" she ex-
| claimed, and the other woman echoed,
"Why7"
pushed my way to the center of the
excited, babbling and steadily increasing
! crowd, and found / was the only man
there.
"Oh, here's man." said the disheveled
women. "You'n protect me, won't you,
sir? The policeman, it seems, will never
come, and he's up under the bed, hiding
l know he's a murderer, for he looks
terribly ferocious, aud think he has a
pistol
At this juncture, and before could as
sure the lady of my intentions of protecting
| her, the policeman did come. He was a
big, loose-iointed policeman and he was
out of wind. He was also scared almost
into a nervous collapse.
"Who's been murdered here?' he in
quired, "and who did it p
"He didn't yet, but know he's going to.
It's man under the bed in my room. l
Just saw him as rescued down to pick up
a pin. Oh, he's awful, and think he has
knife Please 60 and arrest him. It's
that room there-the one with the bay
window"
"a knife, is it Faith I'll send for help
then. just wait second I'll be back in
q minute
He went to the corner, and wasn't back
for five minutes. When he did come he
was more frightened than ever. His knees
shook and his face was gray. 1--WE sent
for the wagon" he exclaimed. "When IL
comes we'll have the BLACKBOARD out in
minute"
The disheveled woman, thoroughly hys-
terical by this time, insisted that the officer
90 forthwith and remove the burglar or
murderer, which naturally, under the cir
cumstances, he absolutely refused to do. l
could not controvert the logic of his dis
cretion, but wasn't half as frightened as
he was at that.
"Its the sergeant will be wantin look
at the loikes of this thafe of the worruld,"
explained the guardian of the majesty of
the law, San I'll wait till the wagon do
be comm"
And he did wait. Meanwhile the crowd
grew apace. Several men came up, but
none of them cared to risk the assassin's
supposed knife, and they all wanted to
know why the policeman didn't 60 in at
rIor 10 Most
esque place of conceslment. But that
worthy was not to be persuaded. He was
scared, and badly scared. but he made q
bold front, and even threatened to run in
one sarcastic fellow who insinuated that
was fear, not discipline, that kept the cop
blue out of the room of supposed terrors.
Presently the wagon came changing up
full of officers, headed by the sergeant,
and Officer Casey reported the dishevelled
woman's tale of woe, with some startling
embellishments of his own invention. The
sergeant didn't wait, but, placing guard
over doors and windows, accompanied by
Casey in the rear and another officer,
dashed up the steps and In at the door.
The bed sat in dark corner. The SER
geant drew his revolver and approached it,
fell discreetly to the rear, as did Casey.
"Come OUT" Numbered the sergeant,
"or I'll fire
There was no movement. The sergeant
looked again, reached under, tugged at
something, pulled again, and out came
roll of canvass about the size of a man. He
swore a minute, then arose.
"Officer Casey, he said. "
Eyes, sir"
"Your star, revolver and club. Finne.
gan, take his beat. Casey, get into the
wagon; and madam, if you get US on
fake like this again look out it's thirty
days"
The wagon changed away again and the
crowd dispersed, when the disheveled wo-
man went into the house, locked the doors
and pulled down the blinds. - Chicago
Mail.