Arizona republican., 1909-10-27
AMAZING HOLD-UP
 BY IN ARMED MAN
HE TOOK AWAY HIS NEW SIX
 SHOOTER.
A Hobo Robes Mexican at Maricopa of His Heavy Artillery
 and $68.

They do things differently in Ari- zona.
 A Mexican armed with a new six shooter and a fresh belt of cartridges which he had just purchased, was held up at Maricopa Saturday night by an unarmed white man who took away his gun, his cartridge belt and s6S | in money.
 The hold up occurred near the freight station and the daring disciple of the James brothers made his escape across the desert in the direction of Phoenix. He was followed for a mile by In | spector Cronin of the immigration ser vice and several others till the trail was lost
 The Mexican, whose name was not learned. had been working in Phoenix for some time. He drew his pay Sat urday night and proceeded to equip himself with a Colt for which he paid s16, and a shiny leather belt for cart ridges. He made other purchases of new shoes, a fresh shirt with polka dots on it and some bright blue over alls. Then he bought a ticket for a mining camp in the southern part of the territory and started on his travels.
 At Maricopa, while waiting for the train. he wrapped the gun up in his coat and left it on the platform at the freight station for a while. He wore the belt and holster hanging loosely about his waist and looked very sassy" in the regalia. He wanted to wear the six shooter also bat it would not be permitted in the town. When night came he put on his coat and carried the gun in the side coat pocket He took a walk down the track for ex- ercise when a hobo suddenly loomed up out of the dark The Mexican was startled and clu.ched the gun. Hello. Juan" The lights of the de- pot were only a few rods back.
 Do you want to sell that fine gun of yours 2" Asked the hobo.
 Te Mexican denied that he had gun.
 "Oh, yes you have" asserted the hobo; it is in that pocket"
 'I don't want to sell it.
 ''I will give you s6 for it," said the hobo.
 '1 just paid s1e for it and don't want to sell it."
 The Mexican started to move on.
 Now wait a minute" said the hobo. Maybe I'll give you more for it. Let me see it.''
 The Mexican reluctantly held it out. The hobo looked at it close in the bers were filled.
 You are right" he said as he cock ed the ix-shooter; it is a fine gun and I will take it. I want the car fridge belt. too. and also that wad in your pocket
 The Mexican looked back at the twinkling lights of the depot; then he looked toward the hobo and into the barrel of his own gun. It was so close it was like looking into a sewer pipe. it was that big. He turn ed over his s6S and sadly unbuckled the shiny leather belt.
 Now shut your eyes and count a hundred" said the hobo. The Mexi- can shut his eyes and counted ten. When he opened them the sight of the gun was so close to his nose he had to look cross-eyed to see into the barrel Now. just for that" said the "bo." calmly. you will have to count a thousand and if you look before you have finished I'll splatter your brains on the Maricopa depot"
 When he had counted the required number the Mexican ran to the sta ton and got Inspector Cronin. the Wells Fargo expressman and a man named Stein. who has just here from South Africa. to follow the hold-up man. The trail was lost in the desert