Daily Arizona silver belt., 1909-02-11
BLACK JACK H0LDUP. QUICKLY CAUGHT WIFI. GOODS ENTERS sR1cK SALOON CROWDED WITH MEN AND MAKES OFF
 WITH BANK ROLL
 cf s- ----- RECOGNIZED DlT0NE OF TALK CLAIMS TO BE WRONG MAN. BUT cIRcUMsTANTIAL EVIDENCE
 AGAINST HIM.
RECOGNIZED BIT0AE OF TALK

Charged with the robbery of the black jack game at the Brick saloon, last night, Loney Crouch, stalwart young employe of the Old Dominion mine, said at the county jail that he was not the right man, but that he thought it was only matter of thieves stealing from thieves and that his only regret was that he had not been arrest ed for capital offense. It was about 10 clock last night when tall man wearing black mask entered the Brick saloon, short dis tance below the smelter, on the railroad. and at the point of an extraordinarily long Colts .3S-calibre pistol, compelled everybody in the place to hold up his hands.
 The robber walked to the black jack table and raked of $260, part in cur rency and part in silver, and backed out before anyone could stop him.
 The saloon was fairly well filled with men at the time, but none dared inter- fere with the tall man and the long gun. As soon as the robber had left, however, the place was in pandemoni. um, all hands venturing guesses as 10 who the bandit might have been. When City Marshal Anderson ar .ivcd. 1t was impossible to learn anything of the details of the robbery, so excited were the foreigners. The marshal man. aged to induce one of the excited talk CTS to explain to him that it was thought that the voice had been recog- nized as that of Crouch, young pump man in the Old Dominion mine. The marshal lost no time in locating Crouch, who was found in his room, almost di. rectly across the street.
 "Come in, said Crouch as the mar. shal knocked at the door. | The young man was lying on his bed fully dressed, his coat buttoned to the chin.
 "Come with me,' said the marshal as he entered the room. What fori" demanded Crouch. ris. ing on his elbow
 For that robbery | don t know anything about any robbery.'' or
 "I expect you don't, but where is that overcoat you wore when you went to the Brick saloon.,'
 There is an overcoat in that lock. CT, but don't know anything about the saloon.
 A little later the marshal had found the overcoat, an exceptionally long pig. tol and dinner pail that was so heavy that he thought if wise to investigate it. The top was filled with food, reg ular workman s luncheon, topped with a piece of pie. The lower compart. ment was filled with a black shirt in which was wrapped $260 in coin and pa per.
 On the way to the. county jail, Crouch walked willingly enough, pay. ling small heed to the following crowd or to Constable Duncan, who had joined the marshal. At the door of the jail, however, Crouch made sudden auic k turn, as though he meant to bolt. In scarcely more time than it takes to bat an eye, Marshal Anderson had whipped out that looking forty. five.
 1 "Stopl''
 The command rang out, dry and grim
 Crouch stood like a statue.
 It is all a mystery to me-, said Crouch at the jail when interviewed by the Silver Belt. 1T know nothing about it.. l was not in the Brick sa. loon. If you are reporter, I have nothing to say"
 Where did you get that pistols'' he was asked.
 rWhat pistolsf'
 l "The pistol that was found in your rooms, .. | "That is mine; kept it in my room If had known what I was wanred for, they never would have taken me alive. This is all concoction against \ me. have been prosecuted since | licked Wills. I only wish that it was a hanging offense that had been ar rested for, instead of penitentiary offense. That is all have to say. ," I "What Wills did you lickin
 "Albert Wills; he was getting toe ofiicious.o y
 II Then the prisoner burst out in his bit terness:
 I Yes, I know, they must have some strong evidence against me, just as you l say, but don t know anything about it, and I was notfin the Brick saloon don't see why anybody should be ar rested for anything of this kind. Il was only matter of thieves stealing from thieves; those fellows havo beer stealing from everybody "Did you ever play therefn
 "Yes
 "How much did you losei''
 Twenty dollars," replied the rris oner, and he resolutely refused to sa, any more, nor would he admit any knowledge of the White House robber, which was committced some weeks ago T Henry Cassidy and Bob Spinson wer,