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)
There being no one in the house besides the cashier and his wife, no
relief came to them till their negro serving-woman, who slept at home,
reported for duty at five A.M. On going to the pantry, its tumbled
condition led her to suspect something was amiss. A moment later and
she had discovered her master and mistress in their wretched plight and
released them. But for Jack Utley’s pantry thieving, in which he, among
other things, carried off two pies, they would have remained prisoners
some time longer. As soon as possible the cashier was at the bank,
where he found the poor night watchman in his unpleasant situation.
Severing the bonds, he demanded to know how it all had happened,
not forgetting to berate the poor fellow for being overcome by the
robbers. No doubt the cashier had forgotten his own helplessness in
his vain search for something soothing for his mind, fully realizing
that he and the other officials of the bank had a grave situation to
face. He lost little time, however, in this sort of meditation, but,
ascertaining in a general way what the loss was, alarmed the constables
and sent a fleet-footed messenger to the house of the sheriff, some
distance away. Then he went to the bank president’s residence, knocked
him out of bed, and, pale-faced, told him briefly what had happened,
after which there was a consultation as to what steps must be taken to
capture the burglars and recover the property. At the earliest moment
telegrams were sent to the near-by cities and railway stations, asking
that all suspicious men be detained, with the hope that such a drag-net
would bag the game.
About this time the section men found their car shanty broken open and
empty. They had not heard of the bank robbery, but on complaining of
their loss to the authorities, the latter at once saw a clew that might
put them on the track of the bank looters. There was only one way that
the hand-car could be run, and that was toward Cadiz Junction, ten
miles away. Those for whom they sought had at least three hours the
start, they argued, so the problem which confronted them was to reduce
that advantage, and the only thing to accomplish it was a locomotive.
That was hired and steamed up in the shortest possible time, and when
it was ready to move, a posse of constables, several deputy sheriffs,
and still others not vested with official authority, all armed for any
encounter, was at hand, and, piling aboard, the pursuit soon began.
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