Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1909-06-23

What might your name be, friend?''
asked Murray.
Church., replied the big man, "and
I'm bound down the river right away"
Murray reflected rapidly. He felt
sure that the man was Fitz, but there
was chance that he might be mis-
taken. and there did not seem to be
| any way of holding him for King to
make the identification sure More
| over the giant was determined to get
out of town in a hurry, and refused
| his companions invitation to drink or
| breakfast
There was nothing for it but to re-
sort to bluff and Murray acted with
promptitude.
Church" he said suddenly, I'm
sorry, but I'll have to arrest YOU"
Arrest me?" roared the big man In.
dignantly. What for?"
you stole a canoe and a coil Of
rope down the river last night" as
serted Murray.
You're an internal liar!" retorted
the giant angrily.
Its not what 1 say, it's what
fellow over here says" returned Muir
ray.
lover where?" growled the giant
"Show him to me-"
Come on" said Murray encourag.
ingly. Face him, and make him take
| it back"
Whatever the big man might have
been guilty of in his career, this was
| surely one occasion on which he was
wrongfully accused, and his spirit
yearned to be revenged upon his &C
cuser. He caught at Murray's sug-
gestion eagerly and accompanied the
detective to the jail While he waited
| Murray sought out the sheriff and laid
| the case before him. The sheriff,
| whose name was Chandler, on hear
| ing Murray's story agreed to help him
| hold the suspected murderer until he
could be identified. Chandler called
| Church in, told him to step into the
| next room, and when he did so locked
| him in.
Murray fastened back to the hotel
and awakened his roommate. Gov.
King dressed himself quickly, and on
| the way to the Jail Murray told him
| how matters stood. He reminded
King that in case the suspect was not
| Fftz, it was only necessary to say
| that the latter was not the man who
stole the canoe and rope. If it was
| FitZ, King was to talk to him about
| the folks at home, tell him how the
people felt, and persuade him to &C
| company them home, as legally they
i had no right to take him back, with
| out good deal of trouble, unless he
! was willing to go.
AS they approached the Jail they
| heard thunderous roaring-the voice
of the wrongfully accused Church bel
| lowing in rage over being locked in.
When Murray and his companion
entered the room Church's yells
ceased abruptly and he stared at King
as though fascinated.
Hello, Harry" said Gov. King.
Hello, governor" responded Fitz
meekly.
They shook hands, and after talk
ing about an hour, the fugitive con-
sented to return to Canada, and the
three men started that night.
on the train informed Murray that
a lawyer from Milwaukee had heard
of the matter and would try to make
| trouble for him with his prisoner. Muir
ray turned to his charge:
Harry" said he, "a shyster is COM
ing in here soon to make trouble for
you. Give him a short answer"
| Presently the Milwaukee lawyer en-.
tered the car, wearing high hat and
lofty air.
Where is this prisoner charged
with murder, whom they are going to
| take to Canada?" he demanded loudly
There was no reply, and he glanced
around until his eye fell upon Fftz.
! My man." he said Importantly, don't
| you know you have certain rights in
this country, and only the president
can have you taken out? What are you
charged WITH"
That's my business and none Of
yours. Amt you glad you found out?"
retorted the prisoner, with infinite rel
| ish.
The lawyer turned vivid scarlet
you deserve to be hanged" he snort
! ed, and made his exit, pursued by
peals Of ironical laughter.
| Murray reached home safely with
his prisoner and handed him over to
the authorities. Fitzsimmons was tried
convicted of manslaughter and sem
| fenced to ten years in the peniten.
tiary.
The hand of Fate rested heavily
|
pants in the fight at Wallace fair, for
all of them came to tragic ends. Doc
Needham was murdered, Fftzsimmons
died in the penitentiary: Lipsey was
! killed in a circus row in western
state and later young Needham was
killed near Spring Bank, not far from
London, Ontario.
Snring Rank was a picnic place close