The Wichita daily eagle., 1894-01-28
THEY ROBBED BOB
THIEVES STEAL A CROP OF Hay
FROM A CONSTABLE
1t Was the Last Straw. and the
Entire Population of Wichita
Township is on the Trail
Of the Bold BuckoS
That Stole 1t.
The citizens of Wichita township are

The citizens of Wichita township are
excited
The extent to which thieving is carried
on there is becoming alarming
Not night passes that some one is not
robbed, and SO far the criminals have
eluded the reach of the law.
There is a probability now that they will
be ferreted out, arrested and brought to
justice, as the citizens are organizing for
the purpose of putting a stop to their dis
honest doings.
1t would take columns of the paper to
recapitulate all the robberies, both petty
and otherwise, that have been committed
there during the past month. Both the
officers of the township and the city have
formed a league to run the robbers down
and they are determined to succeed. as
they have already got valuable information
upon which they will probably commence
action in few days.
The straw that broke the camel's back
was the robbery that occurred on the
premises of the constable of Wichita town
ship night before last.
Robert Darrough went to bed to sleep
the sleep of the just night before last At
That time he was the owner of three of the
finest stacks of hay in Sedgwlck county,
and everybody knows that hay is hay this
gear. Bob rises with the sun and his first
pleasure after getting up in the morning
was to go out and see those three fine
rlcks as they loomed up over the gilded
horizon, enlarged by the magnfying
properties OF the morning atmosphere.
Bob's greatest joy was to put his hands in
his pockets, contemplate these three fine
ricks and estimate their value in the
Wichita market in March when grass is
short and hay is scarce Yesterday morn
ing he was up with the sun as usual,
and ont lie went to look at his
hay. There was something strange about
the landscape, and he could not
see his hay. He thought that by some
mistake he had gone out through the
back door and went around to the other
side of the house to look for the ricks but
in vain. He then looked at the sun and
located that in the east as usual. He
plnched himself to see whether he was
awake or dreaming and fonnd out that he
was not asleep. He looked toward the
west to see whether Wichita hadn't
moved away too, but the tower of the
City building, the court house, the Gar
field University and in fact the whole city
was visible to him in their usual places.
He couldn't understand things at all
TIE pig pen and the pig in it was in the
eae old familiar spot and the rooster
occupied his favorite fence post, greeting,
with clarion voice, the morning sun.
Where In thunder are my hay ricks' he
said and then with rapid strides and
an excited pulse he went forth into the |
meadow and found where they oSce stood. |
Stolen" said be, with clenched fists and |
set roeth, 'tand nothing left. Who dared |
to enter the premises of the constable of |
Wichita township and steal his hay?'
No one answered and then an icy cold
ness enveloped the heart of the usually |
good natured Bob Right there he made
Il vow to take the trail of the robbers and
not let up till they were landed securely |
in the penitentiary. He came to town and |
found a valuable clue that will unques-
tionably lead to their arrest.
These robbers live in town. There is a |
nest of them in the suburbs of the Sixth |
ward and one of these fine days they VIII |
all be taken in. They steal everything |
they can haul away, including potatoes,
hogs, chickens, wheat oats, corn, nay, etc