The Duluth rip-saw. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1917-19??, 1919-06-14

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woman was seen standing behind the
counter.
els Mr.. Danculovich's place next
door9" the editor politely inquired.
"What9" queried the outstanding,
fine looking lady.
The Duluthian hardly had repeated
the question when in rushed the two
drunken buns from Superior and
grabbed him by the arms. One hand
was in coat pocket and the beastly
O 'Brien grabbed that hand and ex-
claimed:
"Take your hand out Of your
pocket! Take your hand out of your
pocket"
"What's the matter with you fell
lowsg What do you wantg" exclaimed
Morrison, who was at loss what to
make of such wild actions.
The two prize heather from the bad
lands Of Superior then began to paw
over the person of the man they had
grabbed.
All at once it popped into Nor
rison g head that he was in the clutches
of couple Of toughs from Superior
and that they thought he had a con-
cealed weapon. By finding one on
him, they could get him in bad and
lay him liable to severe punishment.
"Stop your nonsense!" exclaimed
Morrison. 81 have no gun! Let 60
of me!'
But the two booty brutes would not
let go. Not wishing to upset the
lady's lunch parlor and not knowing
but what an attempt would be made
to beat him up, Morrison called on his
reserve strength and pushed his way
out Of the door, the men clinging to
him.
Just then an alleged policeman came
across the street. He had uniform,
star and club.
care you police officers" asked
Morrison. "These men are molesting
me. I demand your protection.
The officer refused to answer but
sort Of mumbled. Morrison asked him
several times if he were an officer and
demanded protection. He made no re-
Spouse at all.
Then, at the command of the two
drunken buns from Bingoland, the
dummy policeman started towards the
village Jail, O'Brien and Gleason fol-
lowing, hanging to the object of their
dislike.
Morrison thought some one in
authority and with sense of fairness
: would be at the station. He also felt
that the lines Of least resistance were
proper under the circumstances.
Only young man was in charge, 9
so-called desk sergeant, a son of the
powerful president of the village.
OBrien, Gleason, Joe the Wop ani
a sawed-off, clay-pipe Mick, amused
themselves by trying to find a gur
on Morrison. They failed and were
greatly crestfallen.
"He made way with it," declared
dirty O'Brien.
! "Throw him in,' they demanded.
. Then the desk-sergeant wrote on the
! blotter charge Of Resisting an off
r Ger, using profane language and Sian
der'' against the name of the prisoner
: Release came thriugh the kindly hell
; of Col. Ben Brown, as stated.
: Morrison well knew that he couli
l not get a fair trial at Oliver. Col
: Pryor, the village president, had in
. structed his son not to admit the, pris
oner to bail. Bail was granted by
. chief Gates who knew better than tt
keep man locked up, incommunicado
, Under all the accompanying circum
stances. ..a. '.-. = -,
) Chief Gates was interested in seeing
a stiff fine imposed and paid, fol
that would swell the police department
fund Of the not overly rich village OF
Oliver. ~
| Justice Clarence Cragin., is consid.
cred q decent man but he is d novice
in justice court procedure and wholly
dependent on what the other village
officials tell him to do. 49,, H..
J, Going to his lawyer in Superior, Nor.
rison had prepared an affidavit, set
ting forth that he believed it impos,
sible to receive fair trial in Oliver,
before Justice Cragin, therefore asked
a change Of venue. That made, it i'm.
perative for Cragin to certify the case
for trial before the. next nearest jus
tice Of the peace. Justice, Stack, in
! Superior. 49, y ,.-. n 80.
Morrison 3 trial was set for 9, a.. M,
Thursday, June 5. he was on hand
before TIL" hour. He met Justice
Cragin who wanted. to know if the
editor was the man who said that he.
justice 'Cragin, had been secured to
drive Judge Rebek's beer wagon. -, 81
| 'No," replied Morrison. ssbut I'm
the man who told how mayor Pryor
had been hired to, tend bar for. Geo.
Baccich and that Rebek should, to be
! in style, secure the, municipal Judge
to drive his proposed omnibus from
fOliver to New Duluth
Morrison then handed His Honor
cigar, neatly wrapped in a special
envelope. 81 = - : .'@
! Judge cragin took the long, slender
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