The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1896-06-23
WILD MAN CAUGHT
BRAVE PATRICK TWoMEY HAIR
NESSES A HOLY TERROR.

men Armed to the Teeth With Brooms
and other weapons-while he Chased
| With the Speed of a Frightened Deer
They shouted for the Police and Fol-
Most Famous Posse Ever seen-The
Crazy Man Caught.
The First ward slept well last night
and had pleasant dreams
During the past two weeks the good
| people of the ward slept on their shot
guns waiting for the terror 20 come
around
The women called him burglar, the
men called him a tramp and the chill
dren called him the boogy man.
He had a more powerful effect down
about Lewis and Morris streets than
| all the curfue bells that ever tolied. The
| widest youth was in his home before s
| o'clock and a circus parade would not
| induce him to go out after that hour.
| The women MIXED their cows early.
washed the dishes, brought in the kind
| ing wood, locked the doors and shut
| down the windows when darkness came,
and spent the remainder Of the nigh;
| until their husbands came home from
| the lodge, in Precipitation and terror.
| Jack the Ripper never exercised more
| horrible influence over a community
| than did this same individual-and yet
he did no harm.
| His first act was to go into Mr.. Aspy's
yard and peep through the screen in
/ the windows. His glazing eyes fairly
blazed in the darkness. The next morn
| ing all the women in the neighborhoOd
| gathered together, pale and trembling
| and held a solemn conclave. Mrs.
| Smith left her clothes line TO talk over
the fence with Mrs. Mason, who left
her dishpan and Mrs. Cooper brought
| her darning over to join the conference.
| They all resolved to have police pro-
lection and failing in that, they took
| lessons on shooting from their nus
| bands. Two or three men stayed up
| all night with Winchesters in hand,
waiting for the gentleman to come
| around, but the next morning ii was
| learned that the terror had been
| around places where no man kept vigil.
The crazy man." as he was called,
| broke out afresh in the most unexpected
| places, and the telephone down at Mr..
| Ferris bottling works was kept ho<
| calling for the police.
| The women had this man magnified
| into a giant and pictured him to their
| neighbors as kind of a dragon with
ten heads and seven horns. They knew
| he would kill somebody, for he was dec
/ GRATED all over, in their imagination Of
| couse, with bowie knives and reVolvers.
| This wonderful mans career, as q
| terror, came to an end at high noon
|
neighborhood. He peeped into a few
houses on South Market street and in
| less than a jiffy twenty women were
out IN the streets with their strongest
wea pons OF war-their brooms and their
| tongues.
| They all shouted and screamed about
the crazy man, but there were only two
men around and they We're Pat Twomey
and an Eagle reporter.
Pat is a fine strapping Irishman with
a pair of feet like those of the fleet deer
| and heart as brave as an Indian.
| When ne heard the cries of distress OF
| the women, and saw the crazy man
| fleeing, he took a hitch on his good
| Gather belt, fixed his hat firmly on his
| head and away he bounded like a fleet
greyhound, after the terror. followed
by train of women and children two
| blocks long.
| Great goodness, now all of them ran.
| Here and there a loose board shot up
and tripped a woman or two, but that
! only added to the excitement. It
was the greatest procession and
race ever seen in Wichita. His
wirey legs could be seen only like the
spokes of a rapidly moving bicycle. He
gained thirty feet on the terror before
he reached Lewis street and then all
| the women followed and shouted as he
| turned the corner. Pat Twomey then
! stumbled on a clod of dirt and every
| heart stood still. and the women hest
tated. But the brave heart of Pat did
not waver. He took another hitch on
his belt and renewed the chase.
Hes got him." shouted one woman.
mo. he's not" shouted another.
"Will he shoot him?' screamed a
! third
Couch cried another painfully and
with squeezed mouth as the crazy man
turned around TO show fight.
At the Cottage grocery the crazy man
| got bewildered but he turned up Main
street and took a fresh start.
Hes got him; he's got him; he's got
| him." was echoed and re-echoed beck
the line. About half the procession Of
| women doubled backward and shouted
more excitedly and ran like fury to get
| around in front Of the race.
Just then all the women stopped near
! the bottling works. There was new ex-
element Down Market street came a
team and carriage. Ben Hur never
! drove with greater skill than that driver
.