The Savannah morning news., 1904-08-25
STORY OF POLICEMAN
WHO ARRESTED MAYOR
Tells of the Days When the Siren
nous Life Prevailed in Boulder

nous Life Prevailed in Boulder
City.
From the New Orleans Picayune.
Mr.. Willis B. Moore, a job carpenter,
well known in New Orleans, who lives
at $40 Union street, has so far lived
out only fifty-one years of the time
| allotted mortals for sojourn here be-
low, but he has concentrated in those
fifty-one years more experience than
falls to the life of any ten average
men. Born in Dunklin county, Mis-
souri,, he left his birthplace at the
age of IA, to learn the blacksmith
trade at Springfield, ILL.,. and since that
| time has followed the additional &C.
equations of carpenter, politician, min
er, real estate agent marshal, notary,
and d dozen others. His father was
Scotch-Irish, and his mother German,
and he himself perfect compound of
the three, in exactly given proportions
A friend may sit and listen to him
narrate his experiences every even
| ing for week, putting in several
! hours each evening, and he doing all
the talking, and he will never hear
| the same experience the second time
The scene of a great part of these is
laid in Kansas City in the past, where
he spent a considerable part of his ear
| ly life.
The period on which he likes to
dwell most, however, is the two years
he spent in Boulder City, Col, where
he was deputy marshal This was in
lS51-52, when Boulder City was d
town of about 5000 inhabitants,
which number was about doubled
regularly twice each year for about
three days and nights of boisterous
strenuosity, when the miners from
the surrounding districts would meet
| in informal convention, with no more
definite purpose in view than to con-
scientiously spend all the money
they had made in the preceding six
months.
There's where a policeman earned
his money" Moore always says, when
narrating one of the many experiences
that crowd into this period of his life
| Ihere were five of us: Col. Teteas was
marshal. | was deputy, and Van
( Fleet and Doc Tipkin were policemen,
and we didn't have to watch for
green flies there, I'll tell you. Pastor
Charlie Campbell of the Christian
! Church was police judge. If anybody
| thinks a preacher don't make the best
police judge that ever fined a man, 1
! just wish they could have seen old
! Charlie sit up there and never make a
mistake in his life. 1t made no diff
| ference what the evidence was, if he
was guilty, Charlie said guilty, and if
| he was innocent, Charlie said innocent.
| Whatever Charlie said, everybody
knew that was it. He had no court
hours, but would open up at any time
came and asked him-the best police
judge that ever was. And it didn't
make any difference who it was before
him, he fined everybody just the same
If it was tramp or one of his trus-
tees. l made half my fees taking cows
in the pound that belonged to the
Mayor or some of his church trustees.
Did l ever tell you about the time
arrested the Mayor" Moore will al
ways ask at this point, and the listen
er will invariably say mo- whether he
has or not, and Moore will tell this
one, even at the risk of repetition:
well, it was for letting his hydrant
run at night, after 8 o'clock which
was against the law. Me and
Col. Teteas had two watches-twelve
hours each. He was on from in the
morning, and 1 was on from 6 in the
evening. Well, one night l guess
! around about IL 49, l was passing along
by the Mayors house, and / heard
something running that 1 could swear
was water. and when / looked, sure
enough, his hydrant was wide open,
running. l went right up to the Office
and entered an order for his arrest in
the morning. 1 saw Col. Teteas next
morning about 8 o'clock, and 1 says:
Colonel, how is it Mayor Jones amt
arrested YETI
Why said Teteas, 4 thought
someone had put that in the books as
joke on you
"'Not bit of it., says 1. The order
is put there by me, all right, and l
want to see it carried out
well, sure enough, he sent Van over
to the Mayors office with the warrant.
He was a real estate man, and his Of
flee served for City Hall, as far as he
was concerned. So Van knew he
could find him there. He looked at