The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1900-07-27
TWO TIGHT CORNERS.
EXCITING CHAPTERS IN THE LIFE OF
A POLICE CAPTAIN.

was dangerous criminal and a
mighty powerful man, and he was in
good position to go down for life or
be executed. for his victim was at the
point of death. One night he asked
that be sent to his cell. / had arrest
ed him and had tried to get confess
sion from him. but all my efforts had
| been vain. He had taken a violent
dislike to me, and he had laughed at
all my endeavors The deduction I
made when l heard he wished to see
me was that he had changed his mind
and intended to confess, so / went to
the cellroom and talked with him.
Captain, said he in confding
way, Il want you to come in here and
sit down. This secret is making a
wreck of me. and want to tell you
everything
"He seemed quite penitent, and with
out any hesitation / opened the cell
door and sat down on the bench beside
him
els Mr.. - going to der was his
| first question.
"'The doctor says he cannot nve,'
replied.
"'Then the chances for my going to
the chair are better than goodT asked
he
81 replied that they were. The pris-
oner lapsed apparently into deep medi-
tation, and while the spell was upon
him he paced up and down the CELL
Suddenly he slammed the door Of the
cell, placed himself before me and said
in rather fearsome voice:
GIVE finished one, and If / do two
can get nothing worse than the chair
Saying which, he leaped at me, lead
ing out a powerful blow as ne did so.
was, Of course, up and ready for
him and had billy in my hand. He
had nothing but his big fists, feet and
teeth, any of which he was ready and
anxious to use, but he was twice a
match for me even up. I don't know
how did 1t. If he had got the best Of
me just for second, I would have
been pounded to death: there Is no
doubt OF that. raped him ON the
head time and time again with my
billy, felt his blood flying over me,
heard him snarl and also felt the i'm
print of his powerful fists. 1t took me
five minutes to lay him out, and I
must say that never spent five buster
minutes in my life. On, he's in prison
now. He's doing 20 years.
II remember another little expert
ence l had that Is not easy to forget.
was sitting in my private Office one
afternoon when a well built, stylishly
clad young man entered, bowed pleas
antly and sat down on the edge OF the
sofa.
al never was down in this part Of
the city before he said, and, being
here, thought I'd stop in and visit
with you.
""That's right l rejoined. I'm al
ways glad to receive callers
'T looked closely at the man.
couldn't place him at all. 1t seemed
that had seen him some place too.
He was about 80 years old, was stall
wart and had an attractive face that
bore slight traces of dissipation.
"'Beg pardon, my friend said 1,
but / really can't just place you.
kuOW we We Luel, UuL W ueEGs
"'No, we haven't met before.
never saw you before today in my life.
I'm from Baltimore sI've heard of you
lot of times
"The dialogue Jagged for a few mo-
ments, and in that time | scrutinized
the stranger. He mystifled me in a
small degree and was interested In
hin, IIa hroIxa fba cs;Iopoa.
"'Say, captain, I've got something
very important to see you about. I'll
just close this door, and it's just as well
that no one knows what we do or say.
Now, wish first to impress you with
the Importance of this meeting. 1t is
the most momentous occasion of my
life, and on its success or failure de-
ponds my future. Captain the stran-
ger leaned over and whispered in my
ear), I'm going to cut your throatr
81 was sitting with my profile to the
stranger, and he was leaning toward
me. Casting my eyes sidewise, saw
that he held an opened razor in his
right hand. l did not move immedi-
ately.
$50 you're going to cut my tbroat?'
said, quietly turning part way
around.
eyes, captain. I have been conn
manded by God to do. so. I'm sorry,
but it must be done. Get ready
"sThat's all right: my friend. I'm
perfectly willing you shall carry out
your mission; but, to tell the truth,
hate to get blood all over my furniture
here. 1t wouldn't be nice to dirty up
the office, wouldn't? Suppose we so in
the back roomY
"'That'll do. Come on rejoined the
maniac quickly.
81 got up, The maniac's back was
toward me. With one bound had
my arms about his waist and his arms
pinned to his side. | then called fol
help, and two officers rushed into my
office. 1t took four big men to put that
maniac in cell. He's in an asylum
now Buffalo Express.
A wedding ring should fit the finger
If it is too large. it is sign of shall
lowness Of purpose; II too tight, /
suggests that the union pinches some
how. A perfect fitting ring is sym
| bOlic of perfect harmonious union.