Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1922-04-14

time to explain the situation.
For long while we had longed for
test case such as this promised to be. There
had been some trouble between local and
Federal authorities about the right of the
Secret Service men to search and arrest
without procuring warrants therefor. The
Department of Justice considered the case
and on December "a McGlone and l were
and stand trial on the charges.
Gave an Ideal Test Case
OF the U. S. Authority
We arrived in Warren that evening"
Christmas eve-and telephoned the Sheriff
from the hotel.
"Stay there until 1 come for you," the
Sheriff ordered. Along about o'clock he
appeared
We suggested that we remain in the
hotel until the court might call upon us.
NO. said the Sheriff, I'D have ter
rible row on hand If l showed favoritism
like that. What would the other Grim.
inals say"
He took us through the center of town
and presently paused before an Jordinary
business block.
Being it's Christmas eve,' said he we'll
stop in here for few minutes"
l think the old boy wanted to show us
off a bit, for it was the Eks Club and the
place was crowded. He introduced us gen.
orally and l assure you we could have
received no better treatment had We been
honored guests instead of prisoners. We
tried to buy the Sheriff drink, but were
told that our money was counterfeit in
this club. have never been treated better.
We joined the glee club and sang carols.
We entertained with "reminiscences and
made merry with the newest city jokes.
Along about midnight the Sheriff took
to weeping upon u.s. / shall not dwell
upon the sordid details. 1t is sufficient to
say that McGlone and l took the Sheriff
home and returned to our hotel. The next
day the Sheriff was too sick to arrest any.
body. We stuck to the hotel, inasmuch as
the warden at the Jail told us he had no
accommodations in shape to receive friends
of the Sheriff.
Eventually we came before Circuit Court
Judge Atchison, who ruled that we had
been justified in searching the Black place
and in our methods. And in due time
Black and Peestrina were tried and ac-
quilted. do not know how the jury came
to that decision.
Johnny On His Way Again, !
This Time to Wild Mexico
A month later we heard that Johnny
Henderson was shooting wells again near
Oil City. Likewise Johnny heard that we
were on our way. He left Oil City few
hours before we arrived having taken the
privilege of writing us brief note, ad.
dressed to Police Headquarters, before
vanishing.
I'm leaving for your health as we'll az
my own" read the note. Pm carrying
charge of nitro-glycerine. If you want to
take ride with me, catch me. We will all
go up together"
Later on we heard Of Johnny in Mexico
shooting wells for British oil corpora.
ton. A returning American told of Johnny
repulsing a whole company of Mexican
bandits. 1t appears that the bandits sur.
rounded the camp where Johnny lived and
invited everybody to come out and be
robbed. The emissary from the Mexican
horsemen spoke English.
Johnny grabbed the ambassador by the
neck and from his hip pocket drew bot
tie. He dragged the English speaking
greaser into the open and addressed him
thus.
"Son, listen to me and then tell your
friends. Shout my message, because it
won't pay them not to understand. l have
here in my hand enough nitro-glycerine
to make half Of Mexico swamp. Unless
those tramps you came here with get un.
der way one minute after you repeat what
Pm saying, I'm going to present them with
an explosion. Now speak quick and loud.
for If they don't listen to this the next
thing they hear will be the last"
The bandits were off with thirty seconds
to spare. I don't vouch for the truth of
this story but l really don't doubt it. I'm
rather surprised at Johnny's forbearance--
tough egg, tough egg.
We never caught him-probably never
shall. Maybe 1t is quite as well: he'd
demoralize any prison.
have come to the end of this series OF
"reminiscences. l have tried pot to be
Pathological, although the sameness in a
Secret Service mans work makes certain
amount of reiteration unavoidable. One
case is much like another in SO far as
methods of the detective 60. l dare to hope
have implanted, in however small de-
gree, the idea that a detective is no more
nor less than an average human being try.
ing to protect society from the criminal.
He is no miracle worker. The Father
Browns, the Sherlock Holmeses and the
other detectives Of fiction are neither more
nor less than just that-detectives of flc-
ton. We are mere policemen using our
experience and cultivated intuition to best
advantage. 1t is SO easy to sneer at a
policeman's failure that majority of folks
do 1t. But the next time results are not
forthcoming as rapidly as you would care
to have them try to put yourself in the
place of the detectives on the job.
And consider that probably there are OBJ.
stacles in their way of which you know
nothing.
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