Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1893-04-21

There's no use going to bed in this
condition." thought he. 81 must get
something to quiet me down"
Although he had to walk several
squares beyond where he should have
turned into his own unpretentious
street to do SO, he made his way to
where he knew there was an all-night
saloon. The whisky correspondent with
the locality and the locality was bad.
Entering the saloon he called FOR his
drink and was in the act of tossing it
down when his attention was suddenly
arrested. For at the other end of the
bar were two dark figures, engaged in
subdued and earnest conversation, who
shot suspicious glances at the young
man.
Slowly he drank his liquor, while
over the rim of his glass he cast a
steady, sidelong glance down the bar.
He was satisfied they were the two
men who had brushed past him so
shortly before
Have you any paper?" asked Bow
ers of the man behind the bar. II
would like to write note"
The barkeeper fumb led around, NUT
tering that this weren't no stationery
store" and finally produced soiled
sheet and handed it over the bar.
Pulling out his pencil Bowers DELHI
erately wrote his note. He then
bought another whisky and entered
into conversation with the bar
keeper, all the time striving to evolve
some feasible plan to effect the capture
of the murderers. as he believed them
to be.
Whatever his scheme might have
been 1t was effectually stopped by the
parties taking their departure.
st will not do to lose sight of Them 81
thought Bowers ''I'll follow them
until | run in with an officer and put
him on their trail"
Rapidly, and, as he fancied, unob.
served, he glided in their footsteps,
through dimly-lighted streets and dark
alleys, never once losing sight of them
Suddenly they turned corner, and
Bowers quickened his gait.
Alas! for poor Bowers! As he turned
that corner, hot in pursuit heavy
blow from the butt end of a revolver
laid him low. Several more followed
but he did not feel them.
Unconscious and bleeding they left
him, where he was found at early dawn
by'a policeman, who rang for an ambu
lance and sent poor Bowers to the dis
pensary.
There his wounds were dressed, ant
as he was unable to give any intelli
gible reply to questions concerning hi.
identity, he was loaded into the ambu
lance again and sent to the city hospi
| tai.
Next day the newsboys were shout
ing: "All about the double murder!'
The papers were full of it. A banl
president living in the West End hat
been murdered in his own home by
burglars. A brave policeman, who haC
caught them in the act, also had faller
a victim to the villains. The only eye
witness to the deed was missing. Tn,
whole affair was shrouded in mystery
A half dozen suspects were landed
behind the prison bars. Bowers coulC
not be found at his address He ha,
not shown up at the Office. We wer,
scared. Rewards to the extent of tel
thousand dollars were offered for tn,
detection of the guilty parties.
Late in the afternoon of the thirc
day messenger came to me saying
was wanted at the City hospital
Hurrying to that point was show
into the surgical ward, where over il
one corner on an iron cot lay poo
Bowers. Fastening to his bedside
grasped his hand.
The sight of familiar face worked
revolution. His mind cleared instant
ly. The nurses said he had been de
lirious most of the time.
Come" said he; get me out of this
purity quick"
/ expostulated. But Bowers wa
firm in his determination. / knew TIN
superintendent and got him to sign hi
release.
"He's all right now, so long as h
has his wits" said the superintend
emit. "He was more shocked thai
hurt"
Bundling him into the carriage
drove, at his request, directly TO tn
office of the chief of police.
Come on" said Bowers He wa
cool and steady now.
Gaining our admittance, Bowers pre-
ceeded to make known his errand
From beginning to end, he told all h
knew concerning the murder--how h
had recognized the two men in tn
saloon; how he had asked for paper t
write note; how he had followe
them in the hopes of finding an officer
how he had turned the corner hot i
pursuit; and there his narrative ended
because that was as far as he went,
"But what was your idea of writin
a note?" asked the chief.
Here's the note" said Bower.
handing it to him. "You can read
yourself"
One glance at that soiled piece c
paper and the chief of police rose an
striding over to where Bowers sal
thrust out his hand, saying:
"Shake hands with me, my boy
! You've the right stuff in you. That
the most welcome note l ever reaC
It's not exactly note, but it's accurat
likenesses of two of the most desperat
criminals now unhung. And if don
catch them and see them hanged l al
no longer fit to wear the uniform c
the chief of police"
And he did catch them And we a
saw them hang. And the reward wa
divided between Bowers and the dc
tectives who made the arrests, Bower
getting the lions share.
81 guess I'll go to Europe purt
soon," said Bowers when the none