The log cabin Democrat., 1909-10-12

torlous bandit in eluding capture The man was a genuine daredevil and nature had fitted him out with phys icai qualifications eminently suited to the kind of life he had elected to lead. Six feet four in his socks. with the shoulders and reach of an Afri- can gorilla active as panther, his burly frame presented a combination of strength and activity no ordinary man would care to tackle
 Twice he had fallen into the hands of the law. On the first occasion he was arrested for the killing of a man named Henry Patterson, and although there is little doubt that the crime was premeditated and not, as Griersons lawyer claimed. an act of self defense on his clients part, he was acquitted by a jury composed largely of his friends. Those that did not belong in the latter category were probably influenced by their colleagues and not unnatural fear of vengeance to come should they fail to vote for Grierson's freedom.
 Again he was apprehended for being concerned in train holdup which re- suited in the footing of the express car and Wounding of the messenger. This time, with outside aid, he man. aged to break jail and crossed the in ternational boundary safely ahead of the posse that followed at his heels.
 Three months had passed since the fitting of the Bull to Mexico when l stood upon the platform of the little railroad station at Phoenix, Ariz, awaiting the arrival of one John B. Shercliffe of New York l was not at that time in the federal service, but interested in the fortunes of the Big Sembro mine, and the superintendent, Bill Haines, had asked me to meet this youth Shercliffe was the son of Wall street broker. who, himself an old western man, had decided that a taste of roughing it in Arizona was what the youngster needed 10 mold him into shape with which object he had consigned him to the tender mer- cies of Haines with instructions to put him to work and keep him there for a year
 When the train rolled in and John B. Shercliffe stepped off a Pullman l was rather agreeably impressed with his appearance. He was a tall. well-set- up young fellow with a frank, open countenance and devoid of that air of superiority to all things not truly eastern that too often characterizes the cultured tenderfoot new to the ways of the west. On closer ac- Quaintance he turned out to be a very decent sort of chap and accepted with perfect good humor the jests perpe- trated at his expense by the mischief loving gang at the Big Sembro.
 There were two things greatly in Shercliffe's favor that helped nightly toward fitting him into the groove of his new life. A lover of horseflesh, he could ride well, and his shooting was far above the average of most new arrivals. Consequently it was not long before he became one of the boys" and the tenderfoot varnsh wore of him with wonderful rapidity. It was not long after his arrival that news of Bull Grierson's return to Arizona reached us He had been seen and recognized in town about 60 miles from Phoenix, and as there was re- ward of S5,000 offered by the express company for the capture of the outlaw, his probable movements formed an in teresting topic of conversation among the members of the Big Sembro aggre- gation
 Like myself, Shercliffe had been appointed deputy sheriff, at Haines' request, giving him authority to make arrests, and when he heard the news Of Grierson's reappearance in the