, 1896-11-12

A heavy-set. weather-beaten man,
who looked as though he had expert
enced some pretty hard knocks in
life. called at the police station yester-
day afternoon on a ra her delicate mis-
SIGN. He was looking for a lost SON.,
and told, between signs of regret at the
boys waywardness. the story of his
sorrow.
The fathers name is John J. Jost
and he is a well-to-do sheepman hail
ing from Rawlins. Wyo. He came here
on the receipt OF a telegram from a
Salt Lake detective and on being told
on the way here that he shouldn't rely
on every detective in the country, he
called at the station to be Sc. right.
He exhibited. AS an aid to the officers.
a dim, old-s;yle photograph of a 49,
year-old boy, with a frank, manly face
and a shock OF light hair.
This is my q Johnny" he said.
Hes the youngest OF a family of eight
children. The older children all went
to school or helped me on the sheep
ranch and Johnny was left in town
with his mother. Now, Rawlins is not
the most moral place in the west and
with associations with cowpunchers
and railroad men, the hoy got it into
his head that he was destined to be
tough. He began by playing all sorts
| Of mean ttrickS on hi, frinndc Thor
he began to steal small things and con-
vert them into cash. He wouldn't 20
away from home to do this, but would
take things from home and dispose of
them. thinking no more of it than OF
eating a meal. He would steal sheep
pelts and wool-sacks and all kinds OF
tools and would report THAT the things
had been lost, when in reality he had
sold them. Finally one day. just three
years & last Thursday. he took a re-
volver belonging to me from my room
and sold it. By some chance one of his
brothers found it out and reported It
TO his mother, myself being absent on
business at the time. His mother told
him he had better go and get the gun
before | got back and he went and
that's the last we have seer 81 him.
Since then | have been searching for
him. I heard that he was living with a
woman named Marshall in Peoa, Sum.
nit county, going by the name OF Harry
Neill, and that he was observed at one
time to read an advertisement in the
Tribune for him and then remarked:
well, they can advertise for me, but
they can't get me- Coming down on
the train yesterday l met a railroad
man who said he thought the boy was
down south in one of his camps. And
so it goes that there's no certainty OF
his being in any of these places"
Mr.. Jost her displayed a Western
Union telegram OF a recent date which
read as follows:
WEI locate boy for 500. Send $50 in
advance. together with portrait and
full particulars.
E. A. FRANKS,
Detective.
1t was this m.ssive that Mr.. Jost was
in doubt about. II hesitated about
sending On any money" he said, "un-
til | found out who this man Franks
is. I heard about him through a
saloonkeeper named Con Quinlan in
Rawlins and was told that would
find him at the Cullen hotel in Salt
Lake"
Mr.. Jost was in a predicament. Chief
Prl5t took the boys description and
promised the sheepman that all efforts
would be made TO locate the missing
boy. Mr.. Jost leaves this morning for
Peoa to continue his search. His posi-
oacn is somewhat painful. He realizes
the rascality of his son, but is willing
to kill the fatted calf and receive the
hayward boy with open arms and un,
qualified forgiveness.
"Ill have him. he said as he left
the station, iii it takes the last sheep
I've got."-Salt Lake Tribune.
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