Arizona republican., 1896-06-20
A TRUE ROBBERS BOOST It Is Found on the River Bank. A NeRro's Curious Collection of Plunder.
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The Fellow Had Gathered Spoil from Every Part of the
 Valley.

Howard Withrow is the name given by colored individual now in the cus- tody at Tempe of the officers of the law. Withrow is not his name, but that matters little. He was an inmate ot the territorial penitentiary under an- other name.
 He is the gunnysack man; he is the individual who has for several months been pursuing course of thievery around Phoenix and Tempe and who has disguised his tracks by binding his feet in sacks.
 There have been a hundred petty thefts and more or less important burglaries during the past three months, and of all it would seem that Withrow is the guilty man. He has a pal, supposed to be white man, but though Withrow confessed to his own share in the robberies he has refused to tell the name of his companion.
 Tuesday night Withrow made one expedition too many. He visited the residence of F. A. Hough at Tempe and was detected by Miss Deborah Morris, a Normal graduate, who is guest of the house. She screamed and the fel- low ran. Then he went over to Drug gist Hudson's, but was again too clumsy and was seen by Mrs. Hudson, and run off.
 Thursday morning the tracks of a man with sacking on his feet were found in the roadway in front of Hud- sons and to place where vehicle had been entered.
 The wagon tracks were followed to the river, near the Wilson crossing above the Wilson ranch. Constable Compton and his party came upon a habitation in the sand dunes that was not before known to the constabulary. There was a tent and also a sort of brush shack and Withrow was at home and was captured. He was taken to Tempe, then to Phoenix and yesterday was returned to Tempe, there to stand examination before Justice Smith.
 The camp was a peculiar place, heaped up with odds and ends of plumber. There were twenty-five sacks of barley of this years crop, and under the barley were found eight sets of harness, entirely new. There were two wagons, both light. One had been stripped of its bed, which had been partially burned and given an other bed and a rough coat of paint. It is believed to be the wagon stolen from Blacksmith Velarde several months ago, Verlarde putting a lot of birdshot artistically into one of the robbers when they returned for the cushions The other wagon belongs to Butcher Zoeckler All over the place were tools, most of them having been stolen, as we'll as the harness from the Tempe Hardware company. Several carpenters have also claimed a part of the spoil There was a big stove, entirely new. There was about a wagonload of new lumber and cloth ing enough to stock poor house, bed ding and blankets being also much in evidence. One of the features was a case of Du-sock, thirty-six cans, which had been stolen from Ziba Brown S warehouse a month or so ago, though singularly there was no bicycle visible upon which to repair the tires. Some bicycle tools taken at the same time were with the liquid Firearms also there were, one of the shotguns being the property of a Phoen'cian. One oi the coats belonged to Colonel Poston and its loss was by him made the sub ject of an epic poem.
 The stuff made four loads for Mo Ewen's big truck and for his strong Clydesdale horses. Two loads were taken to Tempe and one load to Phoe-