The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1891-09-21
A TRUANTS EXCUSE.
Bad Effect of Boys Reading
About Kidnapers.
SENT ON A WILD-GoosE CHASE,
Police Ofncers Relate Their Fxperjsnc.
in Looking for Two Imaginary
Rufflians.

Jacop morgan, plumber, Is budding
genius, who will in time, no doubt. be-
come successful competitor of William
Muihattan, the great Kentucky inventor
oil fables. Yesterday he led his father and
the city detectives a merry wiId-poose
chase after two brutal kidnapers. who ex-
listed only in his imaginative brain, and
were created in order to form an excuse
for his prolonged absence from home and
save himself deserved corporal punish
ment
Friday morning little Harry was sent to
school by his mother. Night came on, but
no Harry came home to set his mothers
anxious mind at ease; to make matters
worse investigation ELECTED the fact that
Harry had not been in attendance at school
at all during the day. Saturday morning
dragged by and still no Harry, but when
the heavy hail and thunder storm was at
Its height during the afternoon Harry came
sneaking home, wet to the skin and
wearing tired and almost exhausted ex-
preston on his dear little face. His
mother was overioyed at the return of her
darling and he in turn was glad to see his
dearest" He was also quite equal to
the emergency. OF course an explanation
was demanded for his prolonged absence,
and with his face on his mothers knee
the youthful Mulhattan told the follow
ing story, as gathered from the officers:
wei, you see, mamma, when / left
home Friday morning 1 started straight
for school, but had not gone far when
two men stopped me. One of them hit me
and knocked me down, and before could
jump up or holler one of them clapped his
hand over my mouth, while the other man
tied my hands behind my back and tied
nv feet together with handkerchiefs.
There were but few people on the streets,
and they carried me to the dock without
meeting anybody ut all On the water
front they found q sailboat and
after putting me in it they got in too.
They put the sail up and the wind took
the boat quickly across the bay. They
went around Duwamish head, and when
about half way between Duwamish head
and Alki point, they ran the boat into
shore. Then they took the handkerchief
from my hands and feet and led me up
the bank through the woods until 1
was most dead tired, when they
came to small cabin, in which they
put me and they stayed outside for while.
could hear them talking. They did not
say why they took me away, and I was
most too frightened to ask questions, in
deed was. 1 wanted to go home awful bad.
AT night the men came in again. l will
remember them if ever | see them again,
if it is hundred years from now. One of
them was a tall slender man with black
hair. The hair was about an
inch and half long, and it
stood straight up. The other man
was very big and savage looking.
He had a red mustache. 1t might have
been Detective Sullivan! When they
went ont next morning they took every
thing out of the cabin except a shovel.
This they forgot, for it was sticking up in
the rafters. After they had gone dug
my way out from under the cabin walls
and walked to West Seattle, and from
there | walked across the tide flats on the
railway trestle-and here l am. I'm so
hungry"
Mr.. Morgan Immediately informed the
detectives of what his boy had reported,
and the father and son had a long inter-
view with Inspector Willard Saturday
night. Yesterday morning at O'Clock
Detective George Cave, Deputy Sheriff
Jack Mcdonald and Mr.. Morgan and his
son met by appointment at the Seattle
landing of the West Seattle ferry and the
entire party went over to West Seattle.
The officers were armed and it was their
avowed intention to capture the two kid
napers in their lonely cabin dead or
alive, and return with them to Seattle.
Arriving at West Seattle the party, led
by the boy, started on the long tramp
through the woods in search of the cabin.
The beach and adjacent hills were patrolled
from Duwamish head to Alki point, dis
lance of about four miles. Finally, when
almost exhausted, the boy made the start
ling announcement that there was no
cabin; that he had never been in that terri
tory before, and that instead of being kid
mapped he played "hooky" from school.
The chagrin of the detectives is only
surpassed by the anger of the parents and
the subsequent grief of the boy.