The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1924-04-17

moonshine were what the sheriff's
squad found on Tuesday afternoon
when they made the raid. 1t took one
of the big red vans of D. Nelson and
Son, to move the cargo into town.
The mash was destroyed upon the
spot, and Nick Otto had some fun
when one of the barrels rolled back on
his foot and made him utter strong
language
But the red van brought in the big
still, one of the very biggest ever
caught though yet not equal in capac-
ity to the monster still the police
found two years ago on South Sheri-
dan road. In addition there was a con-
denser, coils, stove, four kerosene
cans, 500 pounds Of sugar and pres
sure tank.
Sheriff Pabst, and Deputy Sheriffs
Nicholas Otto, Chester Bostetter and
Nicholas erickson made. the raid. The
three lived at the Schlitz
farm al -aarch warrant.
The farm - one west of
the kilbodss ,s5ss BuFlins-
4 Frank Schlitz was at home and the
iff. Meanwhile Mich Otto was outside
shopping around and following his
nose. He precipitated himself with the
instincts Of the chase straight into
the distillery. Back of the house was
a barn about twenty-five feet long and
Nick walked in. Once inside, the rest
was clear. The distillery was going
full-tilt, turning out the kicking mule
just as fast as such q whopper OF a
still can.
Just then one of the deputies with
out saw a man going across the fields
below the barn.
Hes beating it," they cried.
Sheriff Pabst and Chef Bostetter
dug after the fugitive. Wouldn't it
have been fun to be there and see
Chef Bostetter run. He said he would
have rum faster if it hadn't been for
the cornfield. 1t was Pacific Ocean
Michette wha was taking the lead and
bimeby, Sheriff Pabst and Deputy
Bostetter come plumb on Pacific
Ocean sitting under a tree in the
woods below. The Ocean had quite a
little to say.
ooh, Mr.. Fred" he said, "If / can
give you money don't arrest me-"
. What the sheriff said in answer to
this is not on record, but an hour
later the red van was dumping the
articles into the sheriff's red barn,
plea to the judge.
"Who were you going to sell that
moonshine whisky TOT" asked Judge
Slater, when the man had entered a
plea of guilty.
Everybody buy it, that stuff"
answered Michett confidently. "People
drink it, and if nobody drink it, no.
body buy it."
Then Michette went on with the
usual string of tales, of how he had
"just begun to make the stuff" Mon
day of this week, and of how he had
I had such awful bad luck; yes such
bad luck, that somebody had squealed
upon him and so he got caught.
The officials had only to look at the
still, its venerable aspect as if it had
come through the war, but with dol
lar signs all over it to indicate that
much had already been trafficked
through that dripping funnel, to doubt
Michette's story which did not vary
| from the usual sob" introduced by
the typical moonshiner.
! Pacific Ocean Michette figured in an
| interesting divorce action a couple OF
years ago, when he was named as cor
respondent in the divorce action of
Joe and Lucy Moretti. Mrs. Moretti
and Michette have since married and
are living in Kenosha, continuing to
live here after Michette started run
ming the moonshine distillery for
somebody else as the police and court
are confident.