The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1916-05-29
SLID DOWN BOARD.
City Detective Miller Didn't Miss
a Nail on 1t.
Fell Through Trap Door on Ne
gro Keg Party Raid.
ALIGHTED NEAR BULLDOG
Then a Big Negro Fell Strad-
ding His Neck.
Forgetting His WOuld-Be ssPris-
Oners," He Fled.

Bob Miler's everyday suit is in a
clothes hospital and the city detective
stands up when he eats. following a
night raid on the home of Mary Carter,
negro, at 1927 Union avenue. Miller
fell through a trap door, coasted down
scantling studded with nails and
landed within reach of barking dog,
chained in dark cellar. That wasn't
all. A negro fell astride his neck and
walked all over Milers face trying to
get away.
The police had Information that
keg party was in progress at the Car
ter address and laid plans for a late
visit Miller, Sauls. Woodward. Porter
Jones and Hill took part in the raid.
The house is built in the side of a hill
and some of the windows are even
with the ground while others are far
above it. There was lookout" prop
erly located to tip off the arrival of the
raiding squad but he was pocketed by
give his signal.
Stampede of Forty.
The squad surrounded the house and
heard sufficient noise issuing from win
dows and doors to justify the belief that
real keg party was in progress.
They close in on the place They did
not count on trying to stop a multitude
and when thirty or forty negroes be-
gan to stampede the officers simply
had to let them stampede. They stop
ped all they could but the negroes
dived out of upstairs windows and off
the roof, dropped into the cellar and
found various other means of egress.
Stepped Into a Hole.
Bob Miller was fooling around in the
dark and stepped into a hole in the
floor. 1t had formerly been door
to the cellar but the steps had been
removed, leaving only the long tim
bers upon which the steps had rested.
The timbers were filled with nails and
Miller didn't miss any of them in his
wild slide down to the bottom. When
he landed he was in close proximity
to a barking dog and he made all the
haste possible to find a way out. Miller
admits fear of a dog and a snake
but that's as far as he will go.
While the detective was trying to
scramble up the scantling down which
he had slid scared negro fell astride
bottom together-right down with the
barking dog.
Didn't Want Him, Anyway.
"All I was thinking about was get
ting away from that dog" said Miller,
land I grabbed that fellow off my
bark, then I beat it out of that dark
hole. I don't know what happened
to the negro. / don't whether he got
away or not. Maybe he did. 1 didn't
want him anyway. L wanted to get
away from the dog"
After things had quoted down the
other police officers took a light down
into the cellar to give Miler's dog the
once over" They expected to find a
bench-legged, vicious-visaged bulldog
and they went down with drawn guns.
Miller didn't go. What they found
was a harmless old greyhound, ex-
cited and happy because of the rum
pus going on at his house.
Miller couldn't return to the station
with his fellow officers. 1t was neces-
sary to take him where his clothes are
kept before he made another public
appearance. And it was necessary
for him to apply home treatment to
his wounds before he could get into
another suit of clothes