The daily morning journal and courier., 1900-02-08
ANOTHER JACK cHINN STORY

Late one night Jack Chinn was re- turning to his home, in Harrodsburg, Ky, mounted upon very fleet thor
 oughbred horse, when, as he approached the residenceo of his brother-in-law and
 partner, George Morgan, he heard signs
 about it of unusual ti1mult and excite
 ment, which caused him to bring his
 horse to walk. Just then the noise of
 some one moving in the brush at the
 side of the road caused him to turn
 quickly, and, as he did so by the light of the moon he saw a colored man with pistol pointed at him, and at that in
 stant the weapon was exploded, but the bullet whistled harmlessly past his
 head. He recognized in his assailant a negro we'll known in the neighborhood, and whose features were thoroughly
 familiar to him. known as Dick Hen-
 dricks.
 Chinn's response to his assailant's fire was very prompt. He drew his revol- ver-his favorite knife was of no use in such circumstances-and fired repeat edly into the brush at the spot where he had seen the man. He spurred his horse forward, but saw no signs of his would-be murderer.
 He thought quickly. Hendrick's s dwelling was one mile and a half away, and to that spot the man, not knowing he had been recognized would naturally fly. Without going to the Morgan res idence and seeking the cause of the tu- mutt, Chinn put spurs to his steed and with a rush of wind in his ears sped to the Hendricks cabin, knowing that he could reach there in advance of the criminal and expecting to catch him as he endeavored to seek the safety of his home.
 Jack Chinn and his panting racer reached their goal The thoroughly aroused rider, with bloodthirsty re- venge knocked on the door of the dwelling with the butt of his whip, ex- pecting to arouse some member of the family and be enabled to lie in (wait within for his intended victim. Ih re- sponse the head of Dick Hendricks emerged from an upper window and the negro tremblingly inquired: "Is dat you, Massa Chinn?"
 To say that he was surprised at find ing the man he sought already in his home is to express his feelings faintly.
 
 his steed. But quickly giving brusque affirmative reply to the negro's query, he said: f"Come down var. I want you"
 'Ya won't hurt me, Massa Chinn?" asked the negro, still trembling.
 "No." was Chinn's terse reply, and the darky knew that Chinns 'no' meant no, just as his ives" means yes, for all Kentucky is aware that his word is not of the greakable kind. When Hendricks opened the door of the cabin he was found to be attired only in a nightgown, and Chinn knew that it was physical impossibility, even if he could have reached the house in ad- vance of the horse, to have divested himself of his clothes.
 Perplexed beyond measure he rode slowly back to the Morgan dwelling, and there he found that it had been en- tered by a robber, who had escaped, and the tumult that Chinn had heard was by a search for the marauder, who, evidently thinking that the rider was in pursuit of him. had discharged his pistol at Chinn in order to escape.
 Next morning in hunting through the brush opposite tAe house TOT traces or | the thief, the eearchers found the dead 1 body of negro with a bullet through | his brain. One of Jack Chinns missiles 1 nad struck him and he had fallen in his | tracks. That incident made profound | upon the man from Harrods- burg, and he has often said since that 1 f he had not acted upon the impulse hat carried him quickly to Hendricks Iouse the latter would unquestionably lave been found guilty of the robbery md attempt to kill, notwithstanding he finding of the dead body, because Jhinn would have positively sworn that he face back of the pistol was that of Dick Hendricks, and he would have ooked upon him as a confederate of he man who was killed.-Philadelphia 'innaa |