The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-10-28
ANACONDA NEWS.
CITY OFFICIAL ROBBED
Treasurer Walkup the Victim of
Utah Brigand.
OBLIGED TO PAY POLL TAX
Deserted by His Friends in His Hour of
Need-Tale of Conf1ding Official
and an Enterprising Tax
Collector.
OBLIGED TO PAY POLL TAX

A high handed outrage has been per-
petrated by an official of neighbor-
ing state upon City Treasurer John
r. Walkup of Anaconda. MI. Walkup
is hurrying home with his pockets
lighter than they should be and his
heart heavy with rage and woe. His
friends say he has been the victim
Of Utah brigandage and will ask Gov
ernor Smith to call out the LIST Mon
tana to invade. Utah and demand re-
paration for the insult put upon the
whole state in the robbing OF a SOW
ereign citizen of Montana.
Mr.. walkup went to Utah to shoot
ducks and was compelled to pay IS
poll tax before he was able to get out.
Think of It, an official being obliged
to pay more taxes than he should!
Sheriff Jack Conley, who returned
Yesterday from a shooting trip to
Utah, brings news Of the robbery. The
sheriff Clerk of the Court Corcoran,
Jim Conley and Mr.. Walkup made up
a party that went to Duckville,
place on the Bear river, near where 1T
efnpties into the Great Salt Lake, for
the purpose of slaughtering ducks.
There they took up their abode in the
house of one Knudson. Mr.. Walkup
was the tenderfoot of the party, but
the others were all posted upon the
ways of Utah tax collectors and were
on the watch for them.
A few days ago they saw a sharp
preaching the house. From Jack Con-
ley to Ed Corcoran and from Ed Cor
coran to Jim Conley there passed a
look of intelligence. 1t was great
feat Of thought transference With one
accord they quietly took a sneak
Hold on, boys" said Mr.. Walkup.
Somebody's coming to see u.s."
yes" said they, well be back
soon,' and the sneak continued. They
HE'D them to the bank of the lake,
piled themselves in a boat and roWed
far. far out into the lake. returning
only many hours thereafter. MIR.
Walkup was deserted.
Anaconda's city treasurer met the
sharp-eyed man Hospitality, invited
him in and sat before him such good
things as the party had in stock. The
two chatted long and comfortably.
They had veritable heart to heart
talk.
Walkup disappointedly when his guest
arose to leave.
yes" was the reply. Gin a minute.
but first ! must collect So from you.
Here is the receipt. I'm the poll tax
collector, you know" smiling conf
dertialls'.
Mr.. Walk,p made what is vulgarly
termed "holler.'' but it did no good.
He raved and protested that he was
citizen of Montana and paid taxes
there, but his guest was ohdurate.
Then he tried the brother official
game. but the Utah tax collector only
said he had heard that before, and re-
newed his demand for SO.
Better pay said he with hard
metallic sound in his voice. "or I'll
have to take you in, you know
Finally, under protest, he paid. Are
there any more of you here?' asked
the tax collector Then it dawned
upon Mr.. Walkup that he had been
deserted basely. Yes" said he, and
he gave the names Of those who had
taken a sneak.
TOO bad 1 can't see them now. but
l must go back. I'll come out again
tomorrow but when tomorrow came
Sheriff Conley had fitted. Mr.. Cor
coran remained over a day with the
avowed purpose of helping Walkup
get his money back, but he laid plans
to conceal himself from the tax col
lector. Jim Conley remains In the
neighborhood and is taking chances
in lodging the sharp-eyed man.
Messrs Corcoran and Walkup will be
home to-day with the latest news
from the seat of war.
Sheriff Conley announces that he
brought back no ducks with him from
the expedition. TITS against the law
to ship any ducks out of Utah. says
he in explanation to the friends who
want to know where are the piles oil
fowl he promised to bring them. u
tried to convince the officers that all
the ducks I had were from Montana
and I simply wanted to bring them
back" he went on, but they would not
stand for it,
Perhaps he didn't bring any ducks
back sheriffs. as a rule, are truthful
men, but there was a most suspicious
duck smell about the baggage car of
the train in which he rode He may be
able to explain it.
"Duckville is a splendid place for
sport" said the sheriff yesterday in
telling of the trip. 1T is about q
miles this side of Ogden. One leaves
the train at Brigham City and trav-
els Is miles over the muddiest roads
in Christendom to reach the place.
There the Knudson brothers have a
house where board, lodging and boats
can be obtained. This house is stu
ated on the bank of the Bear river
Just below it the river spreads out
over the country, covering it for q
miles around, the Salt Lake backing
the waters up. Nowhere is the LAND
covered to depth of more than a few
inches.
Hunters go out in the boats ant
take up their stations on a little wood