The San Francisco call., 1896-12-19
"UP WITH YOUR PAWS. )"
A Peculiar Hold-Up That
Saved a Mans
Life.
An UNDER SHERIFF'S SENSE.
Utter Disgust of a Train-Rc Rcbber at
the Nervousness of
Victim.

A small knot of men were telling stories
in the office of one of the most prominent
hotels on Montgomery street the other
day and they had got round to noted
stage-robberies, when a gentleman called
Morton, who is we'll known on the Com
stock now, chipped in with one of the
queerest of all the tales of bandits that
has yet been heard.
He said: "Now, this happened less than
year ago, and 1 was acting DeputyA
Sheriff at the time. 1t was the same old-v
fashioned order to Come out of that, fort
l was riding on the inside, keeping cases
on a young fellow whose friends had
shipped him down to the city, for what
reason you'll see later on. There was no
chance for me to pull my gun or do a
blamed thing, and so l made up my mind
to watch developments mighty close, in
the hope that there might be some chance
of locating the beauties, and so / did not
show fight. l was out, and my hands
went up at word OF command, but the
fellow that l was looking out for only
shook and shivered like a dog eating
razors and his hands never budged.
"Well, it didn't take a minute for the
robber TO approach within half a foot of
him and poke his shooter right into his
nose. Up with those paws. he howled,
unless you want and then | saw him
pause in astonishmenE. Why, the poor
young chap was so scared he couldn't
raise hand. had pretty near to laugh
myself, but l didn't. He went through
him with hands down, and after cursing
him for what he supposed to be and what
he called The lack of sand he tried to hit
him with the butt end of his gun to show
his utter disgust, and as he drew back his
arm he SAID, Tou ought to be dead, any
way and with that down dropped the
f.II g f~,- l.
thunder, l thought he had died from fear.
Well, got not single show at his 'nibs'
aud had to give up everything, gun and
all.
"As soon as they had cleared out 1
went over to the chap lying on the
ground and found him still breathing
and, with the driver put him back in the
stage and we got down here without any
more to do. But that's the only time 1
ever heard of any one being gone through
with their paws down. l thought he'd
shoot sure"
What became of the youngsterf"
asked a. listener.
ooh he got all right" said Mr.. Morton.
HE was awful sick; been playing the
fool; got run down and diseased, and the
outcome was that ne got that nervous he
couldn't cross the street His folks told
me that he was a 'goner,' but they wanted
to have him come down here TO see I
whether the doctors OF tbs Hudson Med1-
cal Institute could do anything in the :
world for him, and as none of them
could come with him, why l came
that's all there was to that. Well,
l Just took him up there to the
Institute, at the corner of Market, Ellis
and Stockton streets, but by the Lord
Harry, had to pack him into the place.
oh, yes he's sick-very sick said one OF
the doctors, but he'll pull through
Well, they gave him one or two baths, l
think, and then l don't think that they
give him anv more than one kind of
medicine. 'Hudyan' l think they call it,
and in about two weeks he came back
home. He was ali we'll again in less than
three months. BuE 1 thought he was
dead when he fell down before that
bandit though. That was hard one," he
concluded.
How came he to hear of the Hudson
institute ?" asked the former questioner.
"They send circulars about this great
remedy of theirs by mail to any one who
writes for them, l believe" said Mr.. Nor
ton, "and his folks wrote to the doctors,
and when they saw all the testimonials
from the people that had been cured by
this 'Hudyan' they wanted him to come
down and try it. Oh, yes, he'd go stage
riding again now, for he amt nervous like
that any more. He could hold up his
hands now. That trip saved his lie
though