The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-11-03
BOSWCRTH, BOY
 BANDIT, PLANNED
 BANK JOB HERE
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adoes whose headquarters were to De between New Haven and Bridgeport with secret meeting places Ill the VI cinity of Spader's barn in the Avon called for each bandit being fully armed and Bosworth, the modern Jes- se James had already recommended the use of a Savage automatic 32 ca1ibre revolver. He is alleged to have said that it was the best type Of de fender for crook that was ever made.
 Bosworth comes from reputable American family who trace their. re- lations back almost. to the landing or the Puritans. They are%genuine Yam kees. George B. Bosworth, father Of the young bandit, was for many years engineer on passenger train running from Boston to Midway, a little east of New London. Some time agoI he suffered a para1ytic attack of both legs and was compelled to retire from the service. He is the owner or a two family house at 160 Burlington street, Providence
 The family have been subject to Daralytfc attacks. The dead bandit suffered a paralytic attack when rath- CT young and that accounts for the deformity of his right arm. His grand- mother, who also resides at the Bos- worth home, was compelled to suffer
  to an attack of blood poisoning at one time. Mrs. Inez Bosworth. mother of the desperado, governs the Bos- worth household and she is the moth CT of three other children. One of them a young woman of about 30 years of age is a teacher in the, ProV1- dence High school, another about 15 years of age is a student at the Provi- dence High School There is also one other sister surviving. She is 8 years of age and attends the public shools of that city.
 They are a very. respectable family and always dress well as will be shown in the following story where one paragraph relates the neatness and particularly of the deceased criminal regarding his wearing appar- eL He was the pet of the family and the1 always believed him to be a mo- del son.
 Bosworth Meets N1cNaIly.
 Bosworth, alias Honey Bud1ong'' decided to leave home about four weeks ago. He was "broke'' and he make q ''clean up.'' He landed in New Haven.
 Three weeks ago Saturday while he was walking past the saloon kept by Jacob & McNally at Commerce street and Congress avenue he noticed a,
  and with a foflorn look upon his face, lounging idly outside the doors of the cafe Honey sized him up and af- ter passing him three or four times he accostedr the stranger, who was lat CT to be a prominent figure in the life of 'tBudlong.''
 Honey svvalIzed over and said:
 Say, kid, you look as though you're on the level You're broke, ain't you ?" and the stranger, who was none other than John McNal1y, New Ha- ven boy, who is now 1oungfng in a po- lice cell in the New Haven county jail, answered:
 .sYes."s
 well, I'm looking for a partner. What do you say, will you join me?'
 McNally said that he was down and out at the time and not Knowing what company he was about to enter he agreed to join partnership with one of the most desperate characters whose exploits are recorded in the annals of the Bridgeport police department.
 Honey then informed McNaIly that he had a nice bed in a hay1oft in the barn owned by Steve Mead, proprietor of the Berkshire Ice Co, on washington avenue, near Cedar street, McNally had been sleeping off and on in wagon shed in Commerce street and he readily agreed to ae-
  he found two horse blankets which were used for bed covering. They slept there that night.
 Before retiring for the evening Honey divested himself of his outer garments and carefully folding his trousers to insure they would hold their crease, he then placed them under his pillow.
 The next morning bright and early both young men walked to the out skirts of New Haven and sat on the steep banks of West river, near West Haven. Here they became conf-. dentia1 and it was here young Me Nally became aware of the daring of the bandit Bosworth.
 They were sitting quietly together when suddenly Bosworth whipped from out his trouser pocket his ..pet toy" the Savage automatic gun 'sDo you see that, Mac?" he said with a grin. Well. that little fellow put one guy to the happy hunting. grounds" His face then. took on a solemn expression, as he said: s.It,s the last one I'll ever cook unless I am compelled to and if ever am woe be to the one that steps in front of it's
 McNalIy then endeavored to get the facts of the killing from Honey" but they were not forthcoming. Never mind Shut your tongue now ] I'll tell you all about it some other time, 2 said Bosworth,5 and that is the last ever heard of the incident
 They then discussed the layout of the Elm City and their chances of making a good haul Bosworth then told McNally that he was in the highway robbery business He then related a daring job which he had pulled off in Newark. It was on establishment. Bosworth en- tered the store one Saturday night and ordered a complete outfit of clothing, shoes, a black derby hat. the one he had one when he murdered Detective silk socks, silk ties and var iOuS other wearing apparel. After he had all the clothing bundled up he turned upon the proprietor suddenly and ordered hands up." At the time there were three customers in the store They were also orderd to l