Sheriff Zeschke (Defiance County)
Battles Night Prowler With Broom
It was the wee small hours when badman slink from their secret haunts and prowl the darken highway to murder, rob, burn and kill. Yet Defiance enshrouded in the thick gloomy shades of night lay deathly quiet in its heavy slumber. When suddenly-
Crash! Slam! Bang-a horrible din- and a hideous lurid light flooded the corridors of the Defiance County jail. Cries as of tussling men rang through the bare hallways.
"They're murdering the sheriff! Its a jail break! To Sheriff Zeschke rescue!" rang but Policeman Karl Weaner's command to himself, as he quickened his step when the clamor increased.
"What is it, Charley?" cried the policeman as he came within calling distance of the supposed battle ground.
"I got one the first crack but the other got away," Zeschke shouted back. "See him," and there was Charley, barefooted and clad in pajamas with a broom, standing in the center of the topsy-turvy sitting room proudly displaying a badly bruised bat which with its mate had found its way into the prison house.
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