Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1917-03-16
DON'T MENTION SALEM COPS
Unless You Want to Start Some
thing among Vermont Officials
Relative to the Antics of the
edCOnstabulary of the
Witchcraft City.

1t happened once upon time, yes
in this case upon two times, that the
blue-roated, brass-buttoned constabulary
Of the Salem, Mass bastile tried to work
a bluff game on Vermont officials, and the
last time they were called in a manner
that did not reflect much credit on the
Salem bunch who tried to put it over on
what they termed the Hank Dewberry
type of backwoodsmen. This last they
must have taken from Newton Newkirk
for nothing original has come out of Sa-
lem since the days of witchcraft, when
that burg wrote in American history one
of the blacklist marks that civilization
ever witnessed The spirit Of witchcraft
and bluff seems to have been handed
down from the early days of Salem but
that kind of a bluff don't work in Ver-
mont.
The Salem cops were peeved and vent
GU Illcu SplctH III u lollS tll lViSiS III oiiC
Salem Evening News.
Dorilla Payuer, at one time resident
of Salem, Mass, citizen of Canada and
an occasional visitor in Norton, was
wanted by the police of Salem, Mass.
One, John Barrett, dubbed lieutenant,
was the principal actor in this comedy.
Following are extracts from Barrett S
write-up:
Barrett rode all night and emerged
from the train at Norton Mills tired and
hungry He emerged into a fine bit of
country that looked for all the world 100
per cent more wild than any place ne had
ever read about in the story books The
first constable, a big, glowering chap with
bearskin coat and cap with Tapping
earappers and shotgun in hand, met him
at the train"
The first constable, shining his badge,
pointed proudly to a Ford which his son
drove. Its only 80 miles to where he
/ is said the constable. The inspector
had to be game" and so, with an empty
stomach and disturbed in mind, he clam
bered into the Ford. Up mountainous
passages the Ford banged along. This
minute it would jump down into ravine;
the next minute it would try to climb a
40 per cent grade, and, strange to say,
doing it successfully most Of the time.
Inspector Barrett has had many exciting
experiences in his 25 years in the police
department, but he never had such a
wild ride before. But they eventually
reached their destination after 80 miles of
this sort of riding"
Payuer had flown and the Salem blue
coat returned home crestfallen. In Jan
uary the same official came from Salem,
but this time was accompanied by Mar
shal Harrington, another bluecoat from
the Salem bastile This is what Barrett 5
write-up says of this trip:
"The local police pair arrived at Island
Pond in the morning and went to the
shack which served as lookup and in
terviewed their prisoner. For this time
Payuer was really locked up, apparently
The police say the prisoner tried to fix
the matter up so that he would not have
to come back to Salem for trial on lar
ceny charge But the bluecoats could
not see it that wayN They went to the
only hotel in the village, which proved to
be owned by Lawyer Aimee, the only at
torney in the camp. 1t also proved that
Aimee owned the miniature building in
which the police station" was housed