Buckskin Mose: Or, Life From the Lakes to the Pacific, as Actor, Circus-Rider, Detective, Ranger, Gold-Digger, Indian Scout, and Guide. — John Shaqi
Buckskin Mose: Or, Life From the Lakes to the Pacific, as Actor, Circus-Rider, Detective, Ranger, Gold-Digger, Indian Scout, and Guide.Perrie, George W.
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Buckskin Mose: Or, Life From the Lakes to the Pacific, as Actor, Circus-Rider, Detective, Ranger, Gold-Digger, Indian Scout, and Guide.
Perrie, George W.
Frontier and pioneer life -- West (U.S.) -- Fiction; Latter Day Saints -- Fiction; Western stories
As yet, my search had been fruitless. But I never dreamt of failing in
it, because I had determined to succeed. I felt certain, I should
capture my man.
At last, I found myself in a beer-saloon, where, while standing at the
bar and in the act of drinking, my eyes fell upon an individual whom I
instinctively knew was the criminal I was in chase of. He had, however,
undergone a great change. His beard was cropped, or rather it was
shingled off short. As for his hair, it was notched and jagged, as if it
had been curried with a comb that had razor-like teeth. His dress was by
no means of that distinguished character which it had borne earlier in
the day. This, however, arose more from the apparently slovenly fashion
in which it was worn, than any other change in it.
It is true, he had been unable to alter his eyes, although, now, when he
was off his guard, their glance was freer and more insolent than it had
been when I had first seen him.
Besides, he had kept with him a cane which he had carried that morning.
This was subsequently a damning proof against him, as the sheriff of
Waukegan was able, as well as myself, to identify it.
When convinced beyond the possibility of doubt that this was the man, I
quietly approached him, and dealt him a heavy blow with my
brass-knuckles under the jaw.
This stretched him upon the floor. In a moment I was seated on his chest
and his hands were secured and pinioned.
[Illustration: "This stretched him on the floor. In a moment, I was
seated on his chest, and his hands were secured and pinioned."--_Page
30._]
All had been effected so rapidly, that I was again upon my feet, before
the by-standers had recovered from their surprise, and, it might almost
seem, before the criminal could realize what had occurred.
The persons who had been so suddenly rendered mute by the rapidity of my
assault upon the scoundrel, now found tongue. They approached me in an
anything but friendly guise, demanding what all this meant, and why I
had assaulted "Jackson" in this cowardly fashion. Only two or three, as
I ought to mention, had given him this name, and these were decidedly
the most disreputable-looking individuals present. Naturally enough,
opening my coat, I displayed my official badge, and told them of the
murder which the fellow had committed on the morning just passed, for
plunder. The two or three I have alluded to as calling him by name,
slunk out, while the rest, changing their tone, complimented me warmly
upon the coolness and skill with which they were pleased to say the
arrest had been made.
As for myself, I must own that when I looked at the thew and muscle of
my prostrate captive, I was far more inclined to compliment myself upon
the recklessness with which I had, single-handed, effected his capture.
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