From Boniface to Bank Burglar; Or, The Price of Persecution: How a Successful Business Man, Through the Miscarriage of Justice, Became a Notorious Bank LooterWhite, George M. (George Miles)
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From Boniface to Bank Burglar; Or, The Price of Persecution: How a Successful Business Man, Through the Miscarriage of Justice, Became a Notorious Bank Looter
White, George M. (George Miles)
Bank robberies -- United States; Criminals -- Biography; White, George M. (George Miles)
Locked in a cell in the basement of headquarters, the prisoners felt
somewhat disconsolate--not over the fact that they would find a cell up
the Hudson River at Sing Sing, for that was not probable. Cash would
be forthcoming, from me or some one else, and their freedom would be
bought, they felt assured. It was the fact that the bonds were in the
hands of Young that worried them. That was tantamount to our never
seeing them again. Mark knew also that he would be secreted from his
friends, as long as Young could do it, pending negotiations with the
New Windsor Bank officials. If Young could make a deal with them, Mark
knew that all other considerations would be side-tracked. The promises
to the profession and friendships for his associates would count as
nothing, weighed against Johnny’s desire to line his pocket with gold.
Mark could only hope that some of our friends would hear of his arrest
and take the word to me.
In the meantime Chief Young had again cautioned his confidants as to
maintaining great secrecy, assuring them that he had a plan maturing
which would fetch them in a few dollars.
“No one is to see the prisoners,” he commanded; “and, understand, I
mean their counsel shall not get to them.”
Now, had Chief Young been actuated by an earnest desire to do honest
work for the people, or assist the bank officials, instead of fishing
for gold to fill his pocket and that of General Spinola, he would have
notified, as the next move in the case, the Westminster police of the
arrests and of the fact that a large part of the stolen property had
been recovered. I say that would have been the natural course for an
honest official to pursue, but did he do that? Not John Young--he
couldn’t see his duty in that light. Instead, he suddenly disappeared
from headquarters. No one seemed to know where he had gone. In Mulberry
Street it was guessed he’d hurried to the state capitol at Albany, to
obtain extradition papers. This, however, was a mere conjecture. Two
days later the mystery was cleared to a certain extent. Honest people
were astonished, but those on the inside thought it quite the usual
thing in John Young.
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