The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1913-04-27
SWAN FONBERG
rs PURSUED
Twenty Mounted Police Are Follow
Ing His Trail Thorough Canadian
Wilderness.

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/ UNITED Press Leased Wire Service
4 WINNIPEG, Man, April 26.-Some-
where out on the painless prairie and
through the woods north of Tofield,
Alberta, miles from telephone or
telegraphic communication, man is
fleeing for his life tonight, pursued
by twenty constables and officers OF
the Royal Northwest mounted police.
The quarry in this manhunt is
Swan Fonberg, a physical giant, rough
and unkempt, Atype of eae fearless
homesteader who plunged into the
wilderness to fight for his existence.
Fonberg Is armed with an auto,
matte pistol and a high powered rifle
and enough ammunition to slay
small army. With his knowledge OF
the woods and the northwest prairie,
It's almost impenetrable hiding places,
and its opportunities for ambush, he
is formidable foe.
The pursuers know the man they
are to deal with and they will show
him no mercy. With his brother.
+ Oscar Fonberg, the big homestader
fought off six heavily-armed con
stables in his little shack in the
Grassy Lake region. twenty miles
north of Tofield. They killed De-
tectiye Maxwell Bailey OF the mount
ed police: seriously wounded two
constagles and then escaped in
rain of bullets.
Oscar Fonberg. the brother, was
surrounded today, dragging himself
to the shack of Russian homesteader
near Chapman, faint from the loss Of
blood. In moment of bravado he
raised himself from the brush in plain
view OF his trailers and dared them to
hit him. Several bullets pierced his
body and after lying several hours
hidden by brush he gave himself up.
The Fonbergs were wanted for some
trifling violation of the land laws of
the Dominion of Canada Constable
Bailey, knowing that they would re-
sist arrest, led squad of fellow con-
stables into the country north OF To-
field and surrounded the Fonbergs in
their little shack.
First rifle barrel then a bearded
face was thrust from the cabin door
as the constables appeared.
''Tll shoot, If you come any Closer
called the man at the door.
The constables withdrew There
was hasty conference. The dug-out
was half buried on the hillside and
partly sheltered by low brush. Under
heavy fire from his comrades, Bailey
crept down the hillside and plugged
the chimney with prairie grass. He
set fire to the mass of hay and re-
treated, but the flames died out
There was another conference, this
time behind r;E fence. Suddenly
Constable Whitley cried: my God,
Bailey is dead!'
The detective had pitched forward
without a cry with bullet through
his brain AS Whitley stopped to pick
him up, he. too, plunged forward with
bullet in his groin. Constables
Jetley and Stead fled. When Jetley,
after some maneuvering, returned to
drag away Bailey's body, he was shot
through the side.
Bailey's body was brought to Tofield
early today Whitley is In the hos
pital and Jetley under the care OF a
physician.
Fonberg, In his flight, turned to the
Far North country where there are
but few dwellings and these mostly
the homes of men like himself who
live in shacks and huts on the hill.
sides. Eighteen constables and sew.
far north country where there re
eral members of the mounted police
are tracking him down tonight.
At Fort Saskatchewan 4 heavily
armed force of special constables and
mounted police was being recruited
to take up the manhunt tomorrow,
Police from Edmonton, Saskatchewan
Tofield and half dozen other posts
have been enlisted. Each OF the men
will carry three days provisions.
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