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Updated: June 23, 2025
The pseudo doctor had been at the ranche a week, during which he had become quite chummy with Jim Cummings and Dan Moriarity, who, finding that time hung very heavy on their hands, welcomed the jovial, story- telling doctor and spent most of their time in his company.
A few days later the train carried them to that city, and as they passed the various places, Wittrock pointed out the gully in which was located the moonshiner's cave where the plunder was divided, and then, as the train rounded the curve, he depicted, in graphic language, the struggle between Moriarity and himself, which was only ended by the freight train bearing down on them.
Oscar Cook was sentenced to a term of years on the charge of being an accessory after the fact, but Moriarity, in consideration of the valuable services he had rendered the State, was not prosecuted.
Almost instantly heavy curtains which hung opposite the door were pushed aside, and the fortune-teller appeared. Advancing with stately strides, her tall form erect and her hands clasped before her, she fastened a pair of cruel, glittering eyes on Moriarity and in a deep voice asked: "Why this intrusion at this late hour?"
The next morning the books of the company were overhauled, and after a long, patient and careful search it was found that on October 23d, two days before the robbery, a valise had been expressed to a Daniel Moriarity, Leavenworth, Kansas, charges prepaid, by a man named John Williams. That evening Chip left St, Louis for Leavenworth and Mr. Pinkerton returned to Chicago.
When Cummings and Moriarity, with Sam and Chip, the detectives, disguised as the Doctor and Scip, his negro servant, dashed away from the ranche, carrying the greater part of his wealth, Swanson was lying, an unconscious man, on the floor of the large room.
Moriarity stood the ordeal without flinching, and holding his right hand above his head, took a solemn oath never to betray, by word or deed, the trust which had been placed in him. Without another word each man carefully placed his particular charge securely about his person.
"This looks like it, don't it?" said the successful express-car robber, holding his valise to the light. "Don't you know this man, Haight?" "Damme, if it isn't Dan Moriarity." "The same old penny Haight," and Moriarity clasped his hand. Haight, as host, did the honors. An empty flour barrel, covered by a square board, made an acceptable table.
Scip, walking his nag, drew near the cowboy. "Hye thar, honey, got any 'bacco?" "Plenty, blacky, plenty," "Den give me some." "What is it, Chip?" asked the cowboy as Moriarity swept out of sight. "We have work to do to-morrow night, Barney, you must get the boys together, go down the divide to the ford and cross over, ready to come when I whistle. To-morrow night we must bag our game."
A whisper told the doctor that this had been done, and the disguised detectives each rode beside the man which they were to capture, the Doctor keeping his eye on Cummings and Scip ready to pull Moriarity off his horse at the proper time.
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