The Duluth rip-saw. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1917-19??, 1919-06-14
DISCHARGED POLICEMEN
R0YSTER AROUND OLIVER
OBRIEN AND GLEASON IMAGINE MORRISON CARRIES
CONCEALED WEAPON
Heather From Superiors Bad Lands Grab Object Of Their
Drunken Dislike Start Search for Weapon-Oiver
Policeman Refuses Duluthian Protection Rp-saw Man
Thrown Into Lousy Jail Without Bail Gauntlet
Of Oliver Brand Of Justice Stunts by Mayor Of Oliver

Aided and abetted by Old John
Barleycorn, contingent Of heather
from the Bad Lands Of Superior did
its dirtfest to harry John L. Morrison
at Oliver on Tuesday, June 8.
Oliver, as some thirsty folk know, is
a bibulous burg on the Wisconsin bank
of the historic st. Louis river.
The Superior heather, as many peo-
pie know, form considerable popula-
ton in Bingoland, where they engage
in herding blind pigs, running red
light dumps, getting drunk, pandering
and even engaging in the fine art Of
bloody murder when occasion requires.
John L. Morrison, as everyone
knows, is the editor and publisher of
= this great family journal.
Morrison aspires to high plane of
moral endeavor, therefore he was not
in the company of the dirty heather
on that sunny June day. The advocate
Of compliance with law and common
decency was not athirst. He merely
had a business errand in the noted
Badger state oasis.
Just as the arch enemy Of lawless-
ness and low moral endeavor was head
ing for home, couple of dirty, drunk
en-, disreputable heather from Superior
set upon him. An Oliver policeman,
instead of needing Morrison Is appeals
for protection, fell in with the idea
that the visitor should be lodged in
the village Jail.
After spending a couple OF hours
in the Oliver lookup, Col. Ben Brown,
a local banker, heard that the heather
were holding the editor in captivity.
Like good Samaritan, he called
around to see about it.
A little later, chief Of police Gates
came back from an alleged afternoon
trip to Superior. At Col. Browns
solicitation, the captive publisher was
released on the bankers guaranty of
$50 that the captive would appear in
justice court at 9 q. m. Thursday
morning.
It was learned later by the Duluth
man that George O'Brien and Roy
Gleason had been in trouble in Supe-
rior Monday night. Both had been
drinking. They were ugly because a
dozen or so Of their boon companions
had. lost their jobs on the Superior
police force. OBrien was one Of the
losers, but Gleason had not yet been
laid off.
But Gleason was much more drunk
than o 'Brien, therefore he was locked
up@ at headquarters for that night
OBrien was not so drunk, therefore he
was permitted to 60 home under prom
Use that he would keep away from
Martin Witness beat
The next morning, Tuesday, June 8
Capt. Osborne relieved Gleason Of hi
star and he sneaked forth, with down
hanging head, to join the beastlJ
OBrien and other discredited and dis
charged members Of Superior's police
department. 49,.
The beastly O 'Brien and "Lucifer'
Gleason then went to Oliver to drown
their. sorrow in the fiery booze nov
sold there at high price for a low
quantity. They made, good progress
and soon were well stimulated. Tru,
goodly Measure of meanness in thei
wicked skins. ,..., =; ,,~.-l'-. ....
OBrien and Gleason looked on Nor
rison as an enemy because he has con
sistently rebuked lawlessness in Supe
riof land stood up; for 'decency ant
those who advocate ~ decency.' They
knew the Duluth man by sight but HI
did not know them, 500, 90 - -.g
The two drunken raiders hailed tn,
editor. hSrl va. 9EEn So sax : va ID
ssStop, friend! I wish to speak tt
fWhat do you wanti"'h he asked a.
the two men came up.
81 wish to see you privately. Ny
name is Kelley" replied o 'Bfien.
. Morrison stepped aside for the pur
pose Of talking privately. .... ~.
"Come over here" OBrien re-
quested, as he stepped ito the rear Of q
small building. Morrison followed him
rather wondering, but inclined to hu'
NOR man who showed that he was
well Intoxicated. isf..io.us 20 .sG &C
O,Brien then showed an inclination
to steer Morrison into a stable, but
he did not enter tho doorway.
"My name is 20 'Brien, said the
drunken raider from Bingolsnd. "'i .
ct don t know you," Morrison re.
piled. ''What is it that, you wish
O'Brien kept looking sideways, leer-
ing but saying, nothing. Morrison
finally walked off and, left him, TAX
ing no heed Of his actions nor where
he and :. Gleason 50 went. ;. He heard
O,Brien cali his companion &c Roy" but
thought nothing Of that " &n'
Going down the street, Morrison
dropped into Judge Rebek's huge
booze tabernacle to greet him.. hDt
found he was absent He then thought
he would shake hands with Ne. Dam
culovich, rthe big democrat, - but was
not sure which was his place. Of bust.
ness. DIS r. saJg3p s7aa 3E8 s%HsHA 5l*
There was q small lunch counter in
. shack whose door said "Pet's