Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1897-12-02

THE popular supposition that a


police officer is never, never on
hand when he is wanted and that the
sound of alarm is his signal of retreat
received severe shock when the story
O.. Sergt Towards chase after the muir
gaerer Rohan was published few days
ego. The comic papers, with their
clever illustrations, the dialogue-writ-
Ing iokers and the others have taught
some persons to look upon the police
man as the paunchy and pusillanimous
SSrant Of small boys and shrinker from
contention. Which is wrong in a great
many cases.
Sergt. Howard. with two loads in his
revolver, crouching on one side of a
garbage box, on the other side of which
stopped an escaped murderer, with
three weapons and unlimited ammuni-
ton, is not the first officer who has
gone with open eyes into danger and
has persisted against great peril for the
sake of the law. Indeed, this was not
the first case of the kind in which this
particular policeman figured.
But the glory of his conduct in the
Rohan case is enough without raking
out of the past old stories of his cour-
ageous adventures. Other wearers of
uniforms have performed similarly
merry feats and have made the silver
star q sign of .yalor. ...>..}
. As, for Instance, Tom Ormsby.
Ormsby was a patrolman in the days
when the police department Of the city
Of Omaha was first gladdened by the
presence of wagon" Nowadays the
E,atrol wagon has its own crew just the
same as a railroad train-its conductor
10 convey the prisoner to the station
avith proper decorum-but at that time
known, and an arresting officer rode to
the city Jail with the culprit and helped
the man at the desk, to book the often
Ger. Ormsby one nj ght arrested some
5nalefactor who was wanted for r a
rather serious offense elsewhere, a
great giant Of asman big enough to eat
Two Or three ordinary policemen. The
wagon being under way, the prisoner
looked about him, and, seeing the man.
FER of man with whom he was travelling
"a rather asmall-sized individual. who
seemed pitiably unable to help himself
against the charge and thunder of such
a. big man as Returned upon Orsmby,
and in moment that patrol wagon was
she3receptacle of a most magnificent
fight. The noise of the onslaught
startled the horses and caused them to
esterve out OF their course The Jerk
threw Jim O'Brien, the driver. to the
street, stunning him, and as the loos-
ened reins tapped over the launches Of
the horses, already nervous because of
the unusual clamor behind them, they
,ssolted furiously. Weaving across and
back along the wide Street
~ehey Numbered on, dragging the sway
ing wagon load of fight after them.
~0ueAor two other policeman, seeing the
runaway as it flashed under the gas
Light and then fitted into the darkness
beyond the corners, tried to stop the
team, but before they could get to the
center of the street the maddened
horses were far away. Is ,zfsI5s
They were fastened on their fugitive
course by the ever-increasing noise be-
hind from which they were fleeing, but
from which they seemed unable to
Withdraw. Fiercer, tiercer the battle
between the two men ragged in the mar
row confines between the seats of the
patrol wagon, the huge bulk Of the
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