The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-02-26

men of your kind and they never have
 succeeded in robbing me yet, and you are not going to succeed now. Let me tell you about the first of the lot. l was only @ young man then. It was
 out in Nebraska. I was telegraph oper
 ator In small town there, a boom 'town-one of those towns that blossom in a year and fade in a month. Tn ere
 was a Jim Crow bank there and the cashier gave up his job and the owner
 of the bank offered the place to me.
 didn't know much about banking, and
 one of the first things I did was to lend S6000 to a cattleman. He was plausible rascal and he had my conf dence, just as you had the confidence
 of Roberts. He needed the money to buy a bunch of cattle, which he would drive to Omaha and sell. Well, he bought the cattle and he drove them to Omaha and then he came back. The blight was on that boom town when he returned. He came into the bank smiling and gay and chatted with me in the most friendly spirit. I asked him about the cattle deal and he told me
 he had bought the herd and had driven
 them to Omaha and had sold the lot,
 but had not received as much for them as he expected He had made a profit,
 but was a trifle disappointed. Then he
 talked about other things and started
 to go away. I called him back. MT.
 Jackson l said how about that money, you owe us?'
 "He laughed, ,-He was big, rawboned
 man. I wass about as I am now, but perhaps bit stronger then than I am
 today. That moneyn he said. Why,
 need that money. This town is with
 ering and is going to blew away. The cattle business is no good. This town is no good. I'm going to pull up stakes. That s6O0O will come in handy out in Colorado Then he laughed again. I told him the loss of that money would be serious to the man who owned the -bank. but he didn't care. I told him 1t meant that there would be stain
 on my name, for had lent the money to- him, but he seemed to think that was no concern of his. We were stand
 ing near the door,. and I closed 1t and
 locked it before be realized what I was | about Then, with the key in my hand, | I turned and said a few things to him. | One of the tn ings was that I'd get that money or there would be funeral. | We stood looking, Into each others | eyes a few moments, and then he lost his courage and begged me not to do anything rash. He thousht I had 9 gun then. but I only had the big key i had taken from the lock. Where's | the money? asked. T haven't got it. he replied as God Is my judge, I | haven't got It.
 'T went behind the counter and got | real gun and when I got it put 1t on him | for the moral effect it would have. The | moral effect of a gun in the hand of a determined man is excellent. Mir. Thomp- | son, can assure you. Next I went out
 sire and showed the muzzle of that gun against the stomach of that cattleman | and told him to throw up his hands. He threw them up just as high as they would go. While they were up I went through | him There wasn't dollar Tn his pockets and he didn't have on the money belt that | he. sometimes wore. If the money was anywhere it was at his home, so I, decided | to go there. His pony was hitched outside | the banks, but MT. Jackson had to walk. | He never made a move while I was un- | locking the door. He walked across the | prairie to his home. It was a long trip | and he had to walk in front of me. When | We got to his house made him turn