The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-10-14
Saved!
Too Many Pistols Bring
Release for State
Policeman.
BY BASIL GALLAGHER
Times STAFF Writer

TINE "big, bad wolves" nearly got
Il state policeman Ernest Rich
ardson yesterday but it seems he
had too many pistols.
Any one who thinks this strange
or paradoical should have listened
to the policeman'S story of why he
was forced to return to state police
headquarters today san pistol, sans
bullets and sans all except very
interesting story.
Detectives and reporters waited
at state police headquarters to hear
Richardson's account of meeting
two desperadoes on state Road 81,
twelve miles north of Indianapolis,
who kidnapped him, said desper-
ADDE'S believed to be escaped con-
victS."
Stammering and blushing like a
peonie at times, Richardson told of
his adventure in this manner.
II was coming along state Road
So about fourteen miles north of
Lebanon about 10 a. m. today. I
saw a roadster with green wire
wheels parked along the road and
something about it made me suS-
picious.
II pulled up alongside the car and
saw two men sitting in it. l asked
one of them what they were doing
and he said tAUy 11Othin'"
But" continued Richardson,
There was something suspicious
abount that car, SO I got out and
looked it over. I reached into the
back and pulled out two pistols"
"Ah," I said, whats these?"
1.-THE banadits didn't say a word,
but got out of their car. put their
guns into my blouse and was just
about to tell them to come along
when they grabbed me, one on each
side, and held on.
What could I do?
Policeman Richardson looked
around at his audience with an ap-
pealing gesture.
TXTELL sir, those fellows took
w my gun away, too
l. Just then an. automobile came
along the road and the driver
stopped. He had gun in his hand.
One of the desperadoes jumped
back into his roadster and beat it,
but the other fellow hung onto me"
1.-THE driver of the car, whom I
learned later was G. G. Barry of In
dianapolis, threatened to shoot the
man who was holding me. But my
captor pushed me in front of him
and Barry couldn't shoot. { Note
Richardson weighs about 200
pounds"
Well, Barry drove away and this
desperate who was built like Harry
Pierpont, one of the escaped con-
victs, but wasn't tough enough for
him, made me get into my police
car and drive him. Well, sir, we
drove over some country I've never
seen before. I know we went
through Westfield and then headed
toward Indianapolis.
did the desperate have a gun
on you asked Captain Matt Leach
of the state police.
We'll, said Richardson" he didn't
have it on me, but he had it in his
hand and every time I'd make a
move, he'd Waggle it as though he
was going to hit me on the head
and I didn't want that to happen"
"DID you have any conversation
~ with the desperado?" asked
one of the reporters.
We'll, not much under the cir
cumstances," said Richardson, "he
kept telling me ne wasn't stickup
man while he was taking all the
cartridges out of my belt and once
he tried to make me promise that
I wouldn't say anything about all
this"
HE dropped me at Twenty-f1
street and keystone avenue and
went down an alley. Then I called
up headquarters for help.
Neither Leach nor Feeney think
the men escaped convicts.
Probably a couple of chicken
thieves" said Leach with a hint of
sarcasm"
Richardson has been on the state
police three years, according to
Leach and has a good record.
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