Rosebud County news. [volume] (Forsyth, Mont.) 1901-1906, 1902-04-03
DESPERATE DEEDS AND
A SOLEMN WARMING
The Chased, the Chaser, and the
Chase Still Go On.

fined in or county Jail sawed their
way out, crossed the river and went
north. and are there yet. 1t is re-
ported the sheriff at once FASTENED to
the river and finding no one who had
seen the boys cross, returned to For
syth and began to scour the country
for clues. The clues came in Tuesday,
and that night the sheriff. and depu-
ties started for knutson's ranch on the
north side, arriving there Wednesday
evening, and found the juvenile des-
peradoes, armed with rifles and ps-
tolls, had left one hour before. The
sheriff and deputies never t1inched but
rode after them, ana when darkness
fell were withia one mile of the escap-
ed terrors who disappeared in the
numerous ravines of the breaks OF the
Missouri.
Going more into. detail, the story
runs as follows George Mcguire,
Frank Lowry and Porter Mcdonald,
awaiting trial for grand larceny, had
been chatting through the bars with
different loafng boys on the outside
almost daily. No notice had been
posted forbidding it and no swift kicks
had happened, so the Youngsters loaf
ed. Boys will be boys. While the
sheriff 5 Office has some delicacy in
alleging it without proof, yet is strong
lv G,1Snnr4nI n, nIy Sa1
saws and tools. Now, this boy Ma
gure has two brothers apparently
leading lawful life, who fled with
the three escaping desperadoes. The
Mcguire ranch is situated a few miles
west Of Forsyth, and there is a good
ford at or near that point.
Monday night, while Deputy Muri
was at supper, the Jail being left with
out guard, the boys escaped some time
between six and seven-thirty. Mr..
Muri had perfect right to eat, and
as there was no one to relieve hinl
on duty, he cannot be blamed. Mean
while the sheriff and the other deputy
were busy, no doubt, elsewhere, and
being busy, possibly had overlooked
swearing in, deputiziug or procuring a
guard for the Jail during supper time,
or some small boy with a club to watch
the prisoners. So they escaped.
And the chase began. The sheriff
at once patrolled the river but found
no one who had evidence of an at
tempted passage. Sometimes boys es-
Gaping from justice leave word with
the people they see, and sometimes
they do not. SO the sheriff returned
and began to scour for clues. Monday
night two deputies or officers, it is
said, rode out to the Mcguire ranch,
and there was Il light IN the window.
AS it would have been Il foolhardy
thing for two adult officers to charge
the house and the light, they laid out
faithfully watching the light until two
o'clock. The light stayed there. At
two O'Clock the sheriff came home and
went to bed, leaving the other to watch
the light. AT early dawn a poor,
sleepy wood chopper walked out,
stretching himself and the officer
charged on him, and found no one but
the wood shopper had occupied the
cabin the past night. Just the man
and the light which was not armed.
But there was d note found which
read meet me tomorrow at Dave Nc
Gilyrays' or words to that effect. The
note was unsigned and mysterious. SO
the deputy charged across the country
to Dave McGilvrays, and then. like
the Dutch troops that marched up the
hill and down again, he came back
That was all.
Meanwhile the bloody plot runs on.
All this time, Monday night and Tues
day, the boys were heading for the
north, They ate breakfast Tuesday
morning at Horse Greek Basin, twenty
miles up the river with Erick Collins.
and told him they were released. There
were five of them, all armed with
rifles and pistols. They left him about
eight O'Clock, crossed Black Tail
Creek, which empties into the Porcu-
pine from the west side, and headed
for the north, taking their artillery
with them. While the deputy was in
laager watching the light, the young
ters were trekking for Horse Creek