Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-17
JRSUERS TRAIL PULLMAN ROBBER BY FOOTPRINTS AT TRAC
Thrilling Tales Bandit Polcem

and phrases Heard could make out.
1t all seemed so unlikely and
STORY bookish" to the policeman
that he went on to the rear of the
car without drawing his, revolver
Passing through the narrow vesti-
bule. he flung open the rear door
Then he backed up.
He was looking squarely down al q
crouching man, clinging outside the
brass wicket gate with his left hand,
while with his right ne aimed heavy
revolver at Heard.
Well" he shouted, grinning vi
ciously In the faint, smoky light, I'm
still here!"
And then, without another word,
the firing began.
Policeman Opens Fire.
Twice long squirt of flame and an
accom- panying roar flashed up from
the crouching figure outside the gate,
while Heard was Juggling at his own
weapon.
Then the policeman's revolver
swung clear, and with the smash OF
glass in his ears, the acrid reek OF
smoke In his nostrils, and burning
streak across his right cheek. he
opened fire.
In the narrow space, his heavy re-
volver roared like shotgun. The
air became choking with power-reek.
The lights scarcely showed-only the
long, leaping flashes, back and forth,
to and from the platform.
From beneath the car came sud
den grinding OF brakes, and just back
Of Heard's left ear there came an
other dazing crash. He wheeled,
fearing an attack from behind, and
there was Werner, the porter his eyes
popping from his face, but holding
his ground and firing shot after shot
at the bandit now crouched so low
that not much more than the big re-
volver was visible above the platform
level.
Bandit Flees. Laughing.
The trains speed was slackening
under the stress of the emergency
brakes. With a loud laugh the ban
dit loosened his hold on the wicket
and dropped from the platform into
the darkness.
The train ground to a stop Heard
and the faithful Bailey climbed over
the wicket and dropped to the earth,
looking on every side for the bandit.
A dim form was slipping rapidly
away into the neighboring woods,
dark against the sky. They fired
three more shots without a return.
The man was gone.
Conductor Dunn Canvassed the pas
sengers and found all present and
uninjured, except Heard, who had a
long, deep cash across his right cheek
"a cut made by flying glass.
At HIS Park message was sent
to the dispatcher's office, outlining
the attack. In fifteen minutes more,
30 county policemen were sweeping
the vicinity,
few minutes after the robber dis
appeared a man. who said his name
Ian, was arrested near the scene
Of the hold-up by city police.
He refused to make any state
ment, although he has admitted that
Jones is not his right name. Papers
on his person indicated his home Is
in Des Moines. He received mail at
the general delivery window of the
postoffice as late as January 10 under
the name of James Nolan.
He informed the county officers that
he came South about a week ago in
search of work.
Said He Was Hunting Work.
The suspect said he was directed to
man named Smith in Bolton, who
would see that he was employed. The
county policemen could find nobody
in the neighborhooS named Smith.
Several letters were found In
Nolan's pockets which are considered
significant. One from a man in Sa-
vannah stated that package had
been sent to Jones here to be dis
posed Of
A card from a girl, signed May"
also was among his belongings.
When Searched at the Tower. Jones
was found to have well-wor pock-
etbook containing SO in bills, a little
over 81 in silver. three dirty hand
kerchiefs, a pocket comb and a sur
geon's scalpel
The county police believe Nolan
is but one of several who had a hand
in the hold-up. 1t is remarked that
the train had to stop at Winnings, a
station which let's passengers off
only on tagging. It is believed the
bandit got aboard there. 1t also is
believed the person who was let off
at Winnings was an accomplice of the
bandit.