The National tribune., 1901-04-25

Captain say to IaFfor,f'Ihe tide is higI
enough, and l will beGhble to run clost
to the island" This caused him to have
no particular suspicion of Taylor, rs the
remark might equally apply to hundred
other subjects besides The one to which il
| did; but in few moments after he no
ticed the schooner, which had hugged the
island pretty closely; now suddenly take
a still closer tack, and rapidly neared the
| barren coast. Feeling alarmed lest the
hclmsman was not attending to his duty
| my son yelled: III
Captain, what under heaven do yor
mean? Don't you see that in another mo
ment you'll have us beached?''
He had scarcely uttered the words when
| Taylor was seen to spring into the waves
and then disappear. and the boat at the
same moment stood off from the island. rs
| il in obedience to the warning my son had
| given.
| His first impulse was to plunge in after
him, and had freed himself of his boots
and coat. when, seeing Taylor rise to the
surface and make but little headway
| against the tide, which was ebbing strong
| ly, he called to the Captain to round TO-
and began firing with considerable rapid.
ity, SO as to strike the water within Il few
feet of the man who was so unsuccessfully
struggling against the tide.
He was provided with two magnificent
English Trenter revolyers, which will car
ry Il half-ounce ball fourth of mile
with absolute accuracy; and as he could
use it with great precision he could easily
have killed the man in the water. Both
the Captain and Taylor were terribly
scared, and as Taylor held up his hand,
and yeIled-''I surrender" the balls were
cutting into the water all about him saw
agely, and the Captain shouted, For
Gods sake, don't kill the man. Don't you
see I'm rounding tO!'
Keating. who had been almost worn out
from the Texas trip, had been sleeping in
n bunk below, and who had been reused
by Williams firing and the strange mo-
ton of the schooner. now came on deck
rather thinly clad. and the two detectives
covered Taylor with their revolvers; while
the Captain, himself at the wheel, handled
the schooner so that it was only necessary
for him to keep himself above water in
order to float with the tide against the
side of the boat when my son. rather
too Indignant to he particularly tender,
grabbed him by the hair and his luXuriant
whiskers. drew him aboard, and soundly
kicked him into the cabin, where he be-
gan crying from excitement and fright,
even going to such depths of discourage
ment that he begged for revolver with
which TO kill himself, which being handed
him by my son for that purpose, he very
properly refused.
1t was my sons intention to take the
steamer at Indianola for Galveston imme-
diately upon arriving at the former place;
but on account of a heavy "Norther,"
which had blown all day Friday. the
the steamer had been obliged to put out to
sea, and the party were consequently COM
PEELED TO put up at the Magnolia House,
and wait there until the following Mon
day; and it required all the detectives
shrewdness to keep Taylor quiet. as he
had learned from some source that the
creation Of Wyoming Territory. which Oc-
CURED short time before his capture.
had caused Cheyenne to be city of quite
a different Territory than when the requi
sition was issued, which would have
amounted to so grave i technical flaw
that the requisition would not have held
against a haheas cGrpus3
Court had just set at the place. and In
dianola was full of lawyers, hungry as
vutures for just such a rich case; but by
constant pcrsuasiops. partial promises
leading to hope. at leIst, that com
promise might be effected sat New Orleans,
and dark hints of irons and that, should
his brother come on there and create any
disturbance, he would be Immediately ar
rested as an accessory both before and
after the crime: with constant drives ont
into the country. rsmhles down the sea-
shore. and every IHeteXt known to the
mind of the Ingenious detective, every
thing was managed successfully: a receipt
for nearly $1,000 in specie secured: the
turning over of the money to TaylOrs
brother stopped: and Taylor himself taken
f. New Orleans without an attempt at res
cue and receiving dispatch there from
me to the effect that A compromise could
not be for moment considered. the party
left that city Thursday. Feb. 4. 1868. ar
irving in Cheyenne six days later, my son
accounting for his prisoner to the authOri-
ties into whose hands the case then passed:
at last seeing Harry G.. Taylor, the Man
from Somewhere" behind the bars of the
guard-house at Fort Russell. where he had
been placed for safe-keeping previous to
his trial | have related these facts not
so much to show any startling phase OF
crime as to give the public a single illus
tration. out of thousands upon my records,
Of how men must overcome every known
obstacle while leading the hard life Of the
detective.
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