The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1916-07-20

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hot water over you. amt got nc
use for Wess nor none of his friends.
1t appeared from the woman's fur
Their explanations that her husband
had deserted her and their child ant
had run off with another mans wife
Thereupon l quickly dropped my dis
guise and explained to the woman the
purpose of my visit. l learned from
her that Wess and a man named Oil
yer Brooks had opened gunsmith'
shop at Shawneetown. ILL.,, and hat
their shingle out for repairing, but
were in reality committing burglaries
and thefts almost nightly in the vi
cinity of that town.
Shawneetown is on the Ohio river
some fifty miles from Paducah.
started for this point under circum
stances which will be described later
but was compelled to abandon my
first plan. now took a boat and
arrived at Shawneetown very early in
the morning. l had no difficulty in
locating the gunsmith's shop, and
having done so, seated myself upon
an empty box outside general mer
chandise shop across the way and
awaited developments. l had been
seated there for about an hour when
l noticed little cloud of smoke com
ing out of the stovepipe chimney in
the gunshop shanty. A few minutes
later the door was opened, and it be-
came evident, that some one was
sweeping, though who this person was
| could not determine. Accordingly,
feeling curious, I got up to investi-
gate.
When l reached the spot the sweep
er had disappeared and there was
nobody in the front room. | knocked
at the door leading into the rear room
and was answered by man who came
out carrying the broom. He was clad
in blue overalls, knit undershirt and
a pair of rubbers. From his resemb-
lance to other members of his family
it was evident that this was Watts
himself.
Are you a gunsmith?" l inquired
We'll, l have job for you. / have
an old gun here, but l don't know
whether yoI can do anything with 1t
or not"
awkwardly drew from my pocket
the II Colt double-action revolver
which had brought with me, holding
it about the middle. Watts turned
around in a leisurely manner to sci
down the broom. AS he turned again
weapon he found it pointed at his
head
Hands up" l ordered.
Watts hesitated for an instant.
Throw up your hands or I'll blow
your head off" l continued, anc
Watts obeyed.
At that moment man with bushy
head of red hair peered through the
door leading into the rear room, but
when he saw what was happening, he
ducked his head and disappeared
Paying no attention to the second
man, I commanded Watts to face
about and step forward to the door
which he did, keeping his hands up.
AS he stepped down and out of the
door | took a pair of handouts out
of my left-hand coat pocket and
snapped them on my prisoners wrists,
which were held above his head.
Now you can drop your hands,
l said.
| marched Watts to the door of the
village hotel, Watts obeying all my
commands in mechanical manner
and uttering not a word. On arriv-
ing at the hotel l found the night
clerk in charge asleep in chair, and
he seemed to be terrified at the sight
of his visitors. He quickly recov-
cred, however, and upon instructions,
brought us something to eat. Watts
managed to make pretty good
breakfast in spite of his irons"
On arising from the table it oc-
Cured to me that my prisoner was
not very well dressed for making a
long journey l had espied large
sized old fashioned linen buster and
a big brimmed straw hat hanging on
the wall of the hotel sitting room,
which, after some dickering with the
porter, l purchased for seventy-five
cents and placed upon my prisoner.
The addition of these garments made
Watts more like the leader of a husk-
ing bee than the outlaw he really was.
1t was only six in the morning when
we stepped aboard a train bound for
East st. Louis. After we had been
in the car for about half an hour
the left next to the window, turned
round facing me and said:
Who are you and where are you
taking me and what have you arrest.
ed me for?"
l replied that I was a deputy sher-
If from Vermilion and that l had
arrested him on suspicion of having
committed burglary there a week
before.
why, l was never in Vermilion
in my life" Watts answered. "You
have made a big mistake"
Il guess I'm not very much mistak-
en-" / answered Some of our citi-
zens saw the burglars when they left
the bank, and have identified you &C
curately. OF course, if they fail to
identify you on your arrival at Yer
million l will apologize to you and
pay your expenses back to Shawnee
town"
you say you are deputy sheriff.
asked the prisoner. We'll, don't dep
uty sheriffs have to give bond for the
careful performance of their duties p
YES"
well, these people won't identify
me-, Watts answered, "and l will
make your bondsmen pay dearly for