Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-12-29
OUTLAW EVANS LOOSE.
His Wife Helped Him Escape
 From a Fresno Jail.
PISTOLS HID IN A DINNER TRAY.
The Train Robbsr Holds Up the Guard. Shoots the City Marshal and Escapes Hn Wagon Toward the MOuntaiBs-The Town In Full Cry Behind Him.

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 Town In Full Cry Behind Him.
 FRESNO, Cal, Dec. 2e.-Chris Evans, the notorious train robber, who defied the Cal ifornia authorities for over nine months in the Fresno mountains and was at last captured after a battle in which his com panion, Sontag, was fatally wounded and he himself was seriously injured, has es- capped from jail and Is now probably once more headed for his mountain fastnesses. Evans lost an eye as the result of the fight in the mountains with Marshal Cards posse. He was convicted of killing Vic Wilson, one of the many officers who pur- sued him, and the jury fixed the penalty at a life term in the state prison. He ap- peared to take his sentence quietly and thus lulled all suspicious that he would make any attempt to escape. He also urged his lawyers to demand a new trial, which he said he was hopeful of securing.
 Evans was to have been sentenced on Jan. 4 for life. He succeeded in getting the help of a waiter in 8 restaurant, who seems to have been impelled solely by a desire to gain notoriety in assisting des- perate man.
 His Faithful Wife.
 Mrs. Evans, who has remained faithful to her husband in all his troubles, called as usual at the jail yesterday and was ad- mitted to her husbands cell She proba- ply told her husband of the walters inten- tion to help him. The guards declared that she smuggled in no arms. She came the last time few minutes after the wait CT from Stocks restaurant came in with dinner for the convicted man.
 Evans was allowed to be out of his cell in the large jail corridor Mrs Evans and the waiter were the only persons with him, the door being locked by Jailer Scott, brother of the sheriff. He happened to be the only officer around, the rest having gone to dinner
 Mrs. Evans sat down with her husband, and both appeared to be enjoying their meal. A few minutes after the waiter called to Scott, saying Evans had finished dinner and he wished to take away the things The jailer entered, and as he ap- preached the table the waiter drew a new pistol and pointed it at him.
 The waiter pointed the gun at Scott's heart and said, Hold up your hands. !" The jailer thought it was joke but he was paralyzed when Evans drew another glittering pistol from the dinner tray, where it had been concealed by a napkin. That's all right, Ben" said Evans. Hold up your hands," The jailer succumbed, and his keys fell to the floor.
 As Evans drew the gun Mrs. Evans tried to catch his arm, as though she feared he would shoot Scott, but he put her back with sweep of his hand, never taking his eyes from Scott. Evans then said in the loud voice he used from the outset, Let us out. We want to get out''
 The jailer picked up the keys and walked backward down the stairs, with Evans and the waiter following. As both had guns. Scott was powerless. Evans forced the Ja1ler to let him out the side entrance
 Shot Down the Marshal.
 Once in the street, the party was met by Ed Mayer Cole. The jailer was walking along in advance of Evans very meekly, and the bandit forced Cole to hold up his hands and to accompany then. Cole thought he had struck gang of footpads. but he went along.
 This queer procession was next met by City Marshal Morgan, who knew Evans at once. He tried to arrest the bandit, but was shot down. Evans then jumped into the delivery wagon of the Fresno Exposi- tor and disappeared northward. Morgan wasn't seriously hurt, but the pursuit was delayed some time by the audacity of the robber, and he will probably make good his escape
 Citizens posses are organizing and start ing in every direction. Mrs. Evans is in jail locked up. It is thought that Evans was met by some of his friends on the out skirts of town. Jack Barrett, one of the city policemen, left a few minutes later with the police on horseback, with the ob- ject of heading Evans off from Sampon's flat, his old fighting ground. A special en- zine will take the posse to Reedley to watch the head of Squaw valley.