UNIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS LIBRARY AT URBANACHAMPAIGN ^^^J^i2roia HISTORICAL SURVEY t^mm I Life and Exploits of S. Glenn Young WORLD-FAMOUS LAW ENFORCEMENT OFFICER Compiled by a friend and admirer from data furnished by the hero, with the exception of the last chapter which was completed by another of the hero's inti- mate friends. Dedicated to his beloved and martyred wife, Mrs. S. Glenn Young. Published by MRS. S. GLENN YOUNG HERRIN, ILLINOIS CONTENTS Page Foreword _ 5 The Man from Kansas _ 9 Texas Thrills with the Rangers 19 Muskogee and the Little "Traveling Salssman" 25 The Tale of Three Du Quoin Bandits 29 The Famous Crawley Coup 32 Glenn Attacks the "Bad Jim" Rosa Gang 39 The Carnahans _ 45 Hunting Uncle Sam's Deserters with "Pal" 47 A Mountaineer's Word is Good 58 The Luke Vukovic Affair 62 The Gregorys of Pope County 67 Williamson County 77 The Herrin Massacre _ 88 Raid Conditions in Williamson County 91 The Misrepresentative Press 98 The Story of the Raids 107 Another Big Saturday Night Raid 117 February the Eighth — Act 1 — The Kidnapping 137 Act 2— The Murder of Caesar Cagle 146 Act 3 — The Herrin Hospital Barracks 157 Bowen and the Bonds 163 The Tragedy of the Okaw Bottoms 177 Closing Tributes 191 Basic Causes of Lawlessness _ 196 Klan Principles Are American and Christian 206 The Last Chapter 213 Leaders of Opposing Factions Meat 229 Order of Funeral Service of S. Glenn Young 239 F\ineral Rites for S. Glenn Young 240 More Details of Funeral 24i Obituary 251 ILLUSTRATIONS Page S. Glenn Young as a Governmsnt S=?cret Service Agent 3 The Slain Officer a Few Weeks Before His Death 8 Williamson County Court House, Marion, 111 14 S. Glenn Young as a College Student 24 "Pal," Companion of S. Glenn Young 48 "Pal" as a Pack Animal _ 51 Park Avenue, Herrin, Looking North 76 Herrin City Hall 80 Giant Steam Shovel 89 Funeral of Three Union Minei-s 90 S. Glenn Young Armed anJ Equipped 108 Black Hospital, Henin _ 138 Mr. and Mrs. Youn-^ and Their Lincoln Car 176 Son of S. Glenn Young _ 179 Maude Simcox Young. "Taken Since Blinded 181 Herrin Street Scene, Showing European Hotel 225 Soldiers Guarding Canary Cigar Store 230 First Baptist Church, Herrin 238 Body of Young, Lyi.ng in State 244 Mrs. S. Glenn Young Sitting at Head of Casket 248 La.st Resting Place of S. Glenn Young 253 Glenn Yoong, 1918, as He Appeared when Operating: as a Government Secret Service Agent in the Blue Ridge Mountains. MAY every red blooded man and woman who loves Amer- ica above every land, and is willing to pay upon the fields of war or peace the price required for the maintenance of her liberty, her institutions, and her glory, find in the self-sacrificing efforts of S. Glenn Young new inspiration to carry on. ^ 13 Y76 ^ FOREWORD ^ <<^ IKE chapters from the wildest tales of frontier •S I days when life was cheap and handling a shoot- ^ ■'^^ ing iron was the first law of preservation ; like ^ stories of the Wild West, where a sheriff held his job • because he was quicker on a trigger than the outlaws ^ with whom he had to deal, and where nerve and a stiff f^ spine were the first requisites in the triumph of jus- tice — such is the history of S. Glenn Young." Thus wrote a contributor to the Washington Post, and the author of this volume believes that his readers will agree completely with the quotation when they have read the story of him whom I shall memorialize in the chapters which follow. The exploits of the hero have been so thrilling that they do not require the embellishment of literary art. Their interest could scarcely be enhanced by the garnishment of fiction, so I have set them down as they actually occurred. In launching this volume upon the sea of public opinion, the writer seeks to acquaint the American people with the work of some of their undecorated heroes, undecorated except for scars such as S. Glenn Young bears upon his person as life tokens of bravery and fidelity to duty. My chief puiT)ose, however, is to make known the ungarbled facts about Young and the Ku Klux Klan through whom Williamson County, Illi- LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF nois, has become a vastly different and better place in which to live. I am hopeful that through the media of these pages I may succeed in removing many false ideas, and that the citizenship of this county will be seen in a better and truer light than the press of America has ever permitted the public to see them. I AM NOT A MEMBER OF THE KU KLUX KLAN. A few months ago I was strongly opposed to that organization. Fed very largely by infomiation chan- neled through newspapers and periodicals strongly tinged with prejudice against the secret organization, I naturally partook of that prejudice, and had much to say about "race hatred", ''religious intolerance", and "the orderly process of law". Today I am entirely disillusioned in regard to the alleged teaching of the great American organization. I have come to know that "race hatred" and "religious intolerance" have no place in the hearts of true Klans- men, and that they are sincerely anxious and willing to work through the orderly processes of law wherever they exist. I am fully persuaded that the principles espoused by the Klan are of the highest, and that con- ditions which have developed in our American life have demanded just such an organization of red blooded men to bring about those drastic changes which must be effected. America must be saved and saved today from those malign and subtle influences which threaten to rob her of much of the strength and glory which have characterized her in former years, and I believe she will be saved, for we are seeing today a new birth of patriotism. Certain am I of this, that in spite of all which a sub- sidized press can say to the contrary, the work in RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG Williamson County under the leadership of Young and the Klan, has been greatly worth while, and that if the great and growing organization can produce elsewhere such healthy changes as have been and ^vill be secured in this Illinois county, it will go down to history as one of the very greatest organizations of patriotism and reform that has ever exercised itself in our American commonwealth. That no mistakes have been made, I do not affirm. They were made in France even by the Y. M. C. A. That some unworthy men hide and operate behind the Klan paraphernalia I do not deny. But as I am hardly simple enough to repudiate the American Army, or to dis- credit its work because there were some crooks in that army, neither am I willing to repudiate the Klan or to discredit its work in Williamson County because all men in the organization are not 100 per cent. Williamson County, Illinois, July 17, 1924. VERITAS. The slain oflBcer as he appeared a few weeks before his death, showing the pearl-handled automatic which S. Glenn Young used to avenge his own death! Men Wanted! "God give us men. A time like this demands Strong minds, great hearts, true faith and ready hands : Men whom the lust of office does not kill ; Men whom the spoils of office cannot buy ; Men who possess opinions and a will ; Men who have honor — men who will not lie; Men who can stand before a demagogue And scorn his treacherous flatteries without winking; Tall men sun-crowned, who live above the fog In public duty, and in private thinking." xA.non. RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG THE MAN FROM KANSAS I FEEL like introducing the hero of my story some- thing in the manner of the colored gentleman over in Hoboken, N. Y., who was introducing to a negi'o audience the white speaker of the evening, and gar- nished his introductory remarks with that eloquence of which colored speakers are so often capable. It was somewhat in this fashion that the amused pale face was presented to the cloud of witnesses and auditors : — ''Ladies and gentlemen, this heah man that's come to speak to youse is a great man; he's a won'erful orator. This heah man that's about t'arise and address you niggers is known all de way frum the horizon to the hosettin' an' from Hoboken to hosannah on high." There is a mystic something in the human heart which calls for adventure, something that will not be satisfied with the tame, the safe, the commonplace or the humdrum; there is something that longs for the difficult, that which is full of risk and absorbing. Perhaps it was this ''call of the wild" that led George B. Young, father of the hero of this record, to the plains of Northwestern Kansas over a half century ago, there to engage in the adventurous life of a ranch- man in the days when the western frontier was still, "wild and w^ooly", officers of the law few and far be- tween, and each ranch a miniature arsenal. In addition to his ranch activities the elder Young was a United 10 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF States Marshal, in which branch of service he won considerable distinction for bravery and achievement. In speaking of his father, now a resident of Oregon, S. Glenn Young pays high and tender tribute to his character. **My father's reputation for honesty and fair dealing with his fellow men w^as perfect. Although he did not attend church regularly, he endeavored al- ways to practice the golden rule, and though a ranch- man and thrown in contact with men who were very rough, a profane word was not in his vocabulary. He did not know the taste of liquor or tobacco, and his morals were of the highest. My mother was the first and only sweetheart he had, and to her he was loyalty itself until she passed away in eighteen ninety-two. In ninety-four he married again, and his life with this splendid woman was a joy until she died something over a year ago. I do not believe that one hundred years v;ill wipe out in Western Kansas my father's reputation for honesty and square dealing with every one with v/hom he came into contact." To that fine tribute to a worthy sire he adds these words; "In every task that I have undertaken I have always car- ried uppermost in my mind his teachings — honesty, loyalty, morality, sobriety, and when in the right never to give up; and I am proud to say that I have never seen the time when I have violated any of his teaching along those lines". It was at Long Island in the ''sunflower state" just a trifle under forty years ago that Glenn Young first looked out upon life — life destined to be so full for him of the spirit, the dangers and the tragedies of the early plains. Here amidst the risk, the charm and the wild- ness of the shimmering prairies, surrounded perpet- RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 11 ually by the innumerable sights and sounds of the prairie vastness, and by the silences that brood in its depths, he spent the first nineteen years of his spectac- ular career. There, like all other boys reared on the ranch, it was his duty to feed and herd cattle. The family owned and fed each year from five hundred to one thousand head of Texas steers, driven in or shipped from the Panhandle country. At eight years of age Glenn herded several hundred head of cattle for a neighbor rancher and received the munificent sum of thirty cents a day for twelve hours work. Sometimes these cattle would stampede, and all the lad could do was to ride as fast as his pony could run and get aw^ay from in front of them. From the age of seven to twenty- one he almost lived in a saddle, and reports have it that he could ride a bronk or steer as well as any one in that country. Oflficers being few on those Kansas prairies, men very frequently settled matters with guns or fists. When men held a grudge against each other, if it was not a shooting matter, the men walked to the middle of the street and there fought until one or the other was exhausted, but seldom if ever did a man admit that he was whipped. Glenn says, "I remember well, and carry still, many scars from such a fight I had with a boy at Long Island. I w^as seventeen years old and he nineteen. He weighed about twenty pounds more than I. We had been carrying a grudge for some time, and we decided to fight it out in the street. We met about eight o'clock and were fighting after ten. We would fight until we were exhausted and the men would pull us away. After resting for ten minutes we 12 LIFE AX D EXPLOITS OF would start again. We fought this way for over two hours. My opponent grew his nails long and sharp for several weeks purposely, and at every opportunity he dug them into my face until there was not an un- marred place on it. Every inch of my body was bat- tered and blue. My father had always taught his boys that when one is in the wrong, to admit defeat promptly, but when in the right to admit it never and to fight until the end. We fought until the end, and when in the right, I have tried to do so ever since." That heredity and environment are potent factors in moulding and shaping the life all are agreed. That they exercised great influence in detemiining the life work of S. Glenn Young as a law enforcement officer there can be no question. His expert use of firearms is an inherent qualification, he, in a sense, having been born with a pistol in his hand instead of the proverbial ^'silver spoon" in his mouth. There on the Kansas prairies the boy had ample opportunity to develop skill with those weapons which have since saved his own life many times, and served well in the protection of society against the depredations of desperate men who feared nothing in earth, heaven or hell, and kept their communities in constant terror by day and night. Back there on the rolling plains of Northwestern Kansas, Glenn laid well the necessary physical founda- tion for his future exacting sei'vice, and learned much about the life and methods of the outlaw, so many of whom were to later know the superiority of his mind, alacrity and skill. If there is one thing in particular that a man learns in the Ranch University it is to dominate the environ- ment with its natural difficulties, to adapt himself to RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG circumstances with instant decision and fearless action. Glenn Young learned those lessons well, and that bit of schooling has been a great asset in a host of thrill- ing expediences since those days down among the cat- tlemen of Kansas, the tang of which has ever been with him. If you think that these rough experiences in the school of nature was the only schooling Young received you have never talked with him, for his speech and knowledge not only indicate a good schooling, but prove that since the days of graduation from high school Glenn has read more than the newspapers. His con- versation indicates a wide range of reading. In a pleasing way he is able to converse thoughtfully on many subjects of human interest, and is capable of devoting his life to lines of activity demanding intelli- gence of a high order. Within the last few months I have heard a great many people express the wish to meet S. Glenn Young, and it was with keen anticipation that several months ago I looked forward to meeting this law enforcement officer who had become known all over the nation for his daring and efficient work. Like thousands of others I had been mindful of the work of Uncle Sam's boys **Over There", but was largely ignorant of the gigantic amount of important and courageous work accom- plished by his skillful and daring sleuths here in America. It is because we too frequently take their work as a matter of course, failing to accord to them that m.eed of praise which is their due, that I take added pleasure in recording something of the thrilling and magnificent work of Glenn Young in West Virginia, Georgia, Tennessee and the Carolinas, and to tell the 14 LIFE A X D E X FLOI T S O F Williamson County Court House, Marion, III. unadulterated facts about his recent service in William- son County where his name and record have inspired terror in the hearts of evil doers. It was in John Whiteside's Garage, in Marion, that I first met Glenn. Sam Stearns, the highest officer in the Klan organization at Williamson County's seat of government, being the one to introduce me to the man whose life story I hoped it might be my privilege to give to the world before which his enemies and an un- friendly press were always traducing him. His Williamson County enemies were eager for his life. To "get Young" was the ambition of many a gun- RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 15 man both inside and outside of the county. A reward had indeed been offered to the one who succeeded in finishing the career of the man who threatened to finish the career of the bootlegger, gambler and corrupt offi- cial in the county which had become notorious through their activities. Little wonder that I expected to find guards standing at the door of the garage, and to be seai*ched for concealed weapons. Little wonder that T expected to see the famous Glenn fully armed and watchful of strangers. There were no armed guards without, and, upon entering, my first impression was that there was no Glenn Young within, for the only strangers there were a winsome looking little woman of about twenty-five, and a quiet, inoffensive looking man of forty who sat next to her and perused the columns of a local news- paper. I was surprised when Mr. Stearns introduced me to him as the man who had come to make William- son County "a safe place for democracy". Was this the man whom Collier's Weekly had classed with Alvin York, America's greatest hero over in France, and whose great work at home during the war they had compared favorably with the spectacular and heroic work of Alvin York in the battle zone? Was this the man whose photo has appeared so frequently in the nev/spapers of some states where he has worked that the people there are as familiar with it as they are with those of their owti governors? The man whom I shook hands with that afternoon and have since come to know is 5 feet, 7 inches tall and •weighs approximately 145 pounds, thus classifying with the insurance companies as an ''average" man. He is strongly built, and has slightly bowed legs, the 16 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF result of much riding in the saddle. His arms are long and hands well kept, with very long fingers. His eyes are full orbed and of a peculiar shade of bluish gi'ay. As you talk to him you are impressed with the quality of his voice as well as the courtesy and straight- forwardness of his manner. His voice is very pleasing, being manly and yet tender in quality, though it can be harsh on occasion with a very positive influence upon law violators. His speech is delightfully free from the slightest evidence of egotism or big headedness. His fame as an officer of the law has had no more effect upon him, it would seem, than bouquets thrown at the Egyptian Sphinx. Glenn's middle name is *'Modesty". The spirit of "How me an' Bill won the battle of Water- loo" is foreign to him, as many a reporter has dis- covered when wresting from him the story of some of the exploits which have earned for him the reputation of "the greatest law enforcement officer in America". "How did j^ou do it Young?" "Well, I just did it, that's all." This reluctance to talk about his achievements is evidenced by an excerpt from a story about him printed in the Atlanta Constitution, one of the great news- papers of the South, some time ago. "How did you get that scar?" asked the reporter. The officer grinned as he replied, "I don't like to talk about such things — I didn't get it by shaving". "Were you ever shot?" "Yes, I think so but never fatally". "How many men have you been forced to shoot?" "I could not swear that I ever shot anyone. I never saw a bullet hit". RAIDER B. GLEXX YOUXG 17 **How did you feel when you went to the cabin after the Crawley feudists and Blaine Stewart?" "I felt hungry", said Young, "I hadn't had a bite to eat for several days." Who can wonder that the reporter gave up, conclud- ing that he had found one man who had never known fear and was incapable of feeling it? The Knoxville Times, Knoxville, Tenn., writes as fol- lows: — *'The officer does not admit that he is a good shot, but when he fought a revolver duel with 'Bad Jim' Rose and won he confronted the best shot among the mountaineers of the Blue Ridge. Rose was a sure shot, and his neighbors say that Young is the only man who ever made him bite the dust." Added to the magnificent courage and splendid modesty of S. Glenn Young are other qualities which have deeply impressed men of high office and reputa- tion in American life, as well as the host of friends in humbler w^alks who have come to know^ him. Here is a paragraph received just a day or so ago from the oldest, and by many regarded as the most famous secret service man in the United States, Henry E. Thomas, of Charlotte, N. C. After speaking in the most glowing terms of Glenn Young's work down in that section during the w^ar, Mr. Thomas adds these words out of years of intimate acquaintanceship, 'In all the dealings that I had personally with Mr. Young I found him square and honest, and unafraid. He never defaulted in anything that he thought was right or his duty". Congressman W. C. Hammer, of Asheville, N. C, says of him, "He is not only a man of high character 18 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF and integrity, but a man of courage, absolutely fear- less, yet has the necessary discretion and prudence". C. H. Haynes, of the Department of Justice, writing in the "Home Sector", pays high tribute when he says, '*I have watched Young's work with interest. He is a courageous man, fearless yet discreet, and the best officer that I have ever known". Many other high government officials have endorsed S. Glenn Young and his work in similar statements, and it is of this man, who during the war exploded several plots against the United States, and brought in over 1,700 army deserters who sought shelter in the mountains of the South, that I will now try to tell you. If you are not thrilled, as I have been, with the story of his daring deeds, your pulse is a slower pulse than mine. If you do not recognize in him **a real man", then you are a poorer appraiser of manhood than the Muskogee bully of whom I will tell you shortly, and of the thousands of friends in every state of the Union who have come to know him. RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 19 TEXAS THRILLS WITH THE RANGERS Well schooled in the life of the plains, strong in body, an expert in the use of guns and thoroughly at home in the saddle, Glenn was no tenderfoot, when at the age of twenty-one, he went to the "Lone Star State", and, through United States Congressman Shal- lenberger, of Nebraska, secured a position on the Rangers. Here he spent nearly a year, during which time, he says, ''My work was a series of thrills". In those days Texas was not as tame as it is today. "Wild and Wooly" was a mild way of expressing the character of the life along the border to which Young was assigned. It was infested with cattle rustlers, mostly greasers, and American cowpunchers who had gotten in bad on this side of the line, and made their headquarters south of the river. With them life was an exciting game in which dodging State Rangers, robbing, pillaging and killing were all in a day's work. Glenn soon became known as "lightnin' on the draw", and it was said of him that when he cut loose with a gun, why "the figger on the ace of spades would cover his cluster of bullet holes". Such a reputation traveled rapidly ahead of a man down in that country, and it was one of the safest reputations to have, for, as Zane Grey has said of Texas in those days, it was "the land of the draw", where among hunted men, there isn't anything calculated to arouse respect like a slick hand with a gun. During the months spent in Texas there was scarcely a day when Young was not in the saddle, chas- ing some gang of cattle rustlers, and hardly a week 20 LIFE AND EXPLOITS O F that he did not have a run-in with some outlaws, many of them hardened, coarse, ignorant and bestial men who killed for the love of killing, and who stole largely because they craved money to gamble and drink, men who w-ere defiant of death, having no thought of a world to come. Here too, in this rendezvous of outlawed criminals, he ran up against more than one defaulter, forger and promoter, who had slipped in from the North, hoping for safety in the Texas wilds, for which, however, many of them were constitutionally unprepared. One night, not long after becoming a "Lone Star Ranger'' Young received orders, just after he had ridden into the border town of Laredo, to proceed to a certain place about thirty miles up the river, there meet two other rangers and report with them to the foreman of a certain ranch. This man was to furnish them with information in regard to the whereabouts of a notorious gang of cattle thieves, who had been operat- ing in the district, and who but a short time before had driven off about thirty head of his cattle. Glenn says, in describing this enterprise; — ''I left Loredo about dusk. Traveling steadily for three hours, I came within a short distance of the place where I was to meet the other officers, when suddenly shots rang out. I had been fired upon by three mounted men. Not being able to see who the newly met strangers were I thought possibly they were officers, for at that time most of us working along the border were, when meeting up with rustlers, shooting first and asking questions second. "As soon as the two men took a couple of shots my way they rode off to my right about one hundred yards RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 21 and pulled up. One of them hollered ^Amigo', and of course I knew immediately that they were 'greasers'. Having only been in the country for a short time I was only acquainted with a few words of Mexican, but *Amigo' happened to be one of them, so I hollered 'Amigo' back at them and they started to ride toward me. *'When they had covered half of the intervenmg space I called, 'Halt, who are you ?' For reply they im- mediately fired upon me and started away on the run. I had taken my carbine from my holster and just as they fired I cut loose at them. The first shot missed, and I fired again. The man nearest to me fell from his horse. Riding after the others as fast as my horse could carry me I almost rode over the man who lay stretched upon the ground. It took fully a half mile of fast riding to get within range of the fleeing grea- sers who were on fast mounts and were expert horse- men. When I came within shooting distance I fired two or three shots at the swiftly moving figures before I lost them. "Going to the appointed meeting place I met the other officers and told them all that had happened. Like myself they too were confident that the desperadoes were the very men that we were sent to get. We im- mediately proceeded to the ranch and told them what had happened, and after telling the foreman about my *run-in' with the greasers he and four of his cow- punchers accompanied we officers to the scene of the shooting. We arrived there just at daybreak and found the dead greaser just where he had fallen. Upon him we found two Bisley six-guns that had been stolen from the ranch foreman about a year before. 22 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF **From that spot we went on over a small hill in the direction which the other two men had taken in their flight. About half a mile beyond the place where I had lost sight of them we found another greaser shot through the body. He was what the boys used to call a 'good greaser'. This one proved to be the ring- leader of the gang we were sent to get, and had a reward on his head, 'dead or alive'. "Dividing our number we now started in every direction looking for the greaser's horses. These we found about a mile away. One of them was shot through the rump and we killed it. The fellows all had fine saddles. One of these I kept and gave another to one of the cowpunchers. They all had Winchester riflles 45-70's, and each two Bisley six-guns. We tied one of the greasers across the front of my saddle, his feet to the saddle girth on one side, and a rope around his neck to the saddle girth on the other side. One of the other officers did the same with the other man and we took them to a rancher's abode and left them there as his guests until the coroner came, and after looking upon them pronounced them 'good greasers'. The last I saw of them was when they were lying on the ground near a couple of shovels in the hands of a couple of cowpunchers. They went the way that most of the cattle rustlers ultimately went in those days. "A few days after this episode I was sent to San Antonio and wasn't there two hours before a greaser tried to stick a knife in me. He made a lunge at my body, but I succeeded in catching his aiTn in time, though not before he had tickled me with about a quarter of an inch of the point. The blade struck my breast bone and he then jei'ked it out and tried to re- RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 23 peat the trick, but I beat him to it. This happened in front of the Buck Horn saloon, and the bartender came out and invited me in to wash up. This greaser who had thus attempted my life, we found later was the third member of the gang that I had run in with near the border a few days before. He had followed me the entire distance without me once getting a sight of him. ''From this time on to when I got a place as Deputy Marshal in Oklahoma, I had about a dozen run-ins with cattle thieves and the results were never fatal — to me. "I will always remember with appreciation the cow- punchers whom I met while in Texas. If they were your friend, they would go to h for you and chisel in the door to get in. They would give a friend the last cent they had in their pockets or the last drop of blood in their veins. They were one hundred per cent loyal to the ranch for which they were riding and would fight until they died for their boss. But if you were their enemy, the best thing you could do was to pull stakes for you would certainly have to show your speed on the draw." Photograph of S. Glenn Young, taken while a student at Marquette Medical ColleKe. RAIDER S. GLEXN YOUNG 25 MUSKOGEE AND THE LITTLE "TRAVELING SALESMAN" ONE MORNING over in the peaceful and prosper- ous town of Muskogee, an inoffensive looking little traveling salesman might have been seen. Other inoffensive looking little traveling salesmen had come to this Oklahoma town, in fact they have been making it every day for years. But this particular salesman was rather unusual. He left quite an im- pression in the community, especially upon one, Spec Hamlin by name, who listed as a cab driver, and inci- dentally a "town bully". I don't know whether Hamlin was given the appel- lation of "Spec" before or after meeting the quiet, modest looking little salesman, but I have no doubt that when S. Glenn Young had finished his sales talk with Hamlin, the said gentleman felt more in keeping with the nickname which he bore. Behold the conqueror as he marches in triumph upon his conquering way, until at an unexpected hour a fledgling David appears and knocks Goliath into a cocked hat. Not that this little salesman was a fledg- ling. Far from it. He had been well seasoned in the mountains. He was a regular dynamo of activity and as strong and agile as the mountaineers with whom he had tested physical prowess time and time again, never failing to register a win. On this occasion it was a deputy marshal disguised as an innocent and inoffensive "drummer" who roused 26 LIFE ASP EXPLOITS OF the ever ready ire of the inflammable **Spec", bringing about his downfall and a host of congratulations from all sides at police headquarters for the versatile Young. Poor defeated ''Spec". His hour had struck. His wild, blood splashed career was at an end. The "town bully" had taken the count. It was this way: While entering a restaurant Glenn accidentally brushed against Hamlin. Of course, from childhood up, ''Spec" had always considered that a "casis belli", an occasion for war, and so without waiting for prolonged negotiations, he whirled around vvith an oath and said, "Don't you brush against me". At the same time he struck Young a stinging blow, one which would have sent many men down for the count. But Glenn is something above the average, and the blow didn't phase him. For reply he landed a good stiff wallop between the bully's eyes, felling him to the ground. The doughty little officer was on top of him immediately, a master of the situation, though with clothes some- what crimsoned by the fountain which he had opened up in his fractious foe. Letting Hamlin rise and regain his lost equilibrium, the deputy-salesman thoughtfully inquired of the rather dilapidated "Spec" whether or not he had had enough. He then turned to walk away, but as he did so "cabby" struck him again, from behind. As Glenn had only used up one punch he had two or three more left for use in emergency. This seemed to be just such an occasion, so he landed another gingery one on the bully's carcass, again laying him close to mother earth. Regaining his feet quickly, however, Hamlin drew a revolver and would have soon finished the argument with that weapon had not the active "salesman" taken RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 27 it promptly away from him. As he disarmed the would- be-assassin, one of Hamlin's friends struck Young over the head with the butt of his revolver. Glenn kept working on ''Spec", however, knocked him down, handed his gun back to him and told him to ''beat it". Like a whipped cur that slinks back to its kennel with its ears all a-droop and its tail between its tremb- ling pedestals, "Spec" Hamlin slunk away. He had established a reputation for having been arrested more than any other man in Muskogee for fighting and dis- turbing the peace. It is a fairly safe guess that "Spec Hamlin" has a great respect for that inoffensive looking little sales- man "who happened" into town that morning, even though he succeeded in disturbing his dignity and rob- bing him of his fistic laurels. Perhaps this severe licking, and the first "Spec" had ever received was prophetic of his future career, for his picture recently appeared in the July, 1924, num- ber of McClure's Magazine, and his present address was given as Atlanta, Ga., care of the State Penitentiary. He is serving time for swindling a Texas gentleman, who ran down and apprehended Hamlin and a score of other crooks who were robbing people throughout the country. It v\'as down in this same fine State of Oklahoma, where Glenn served a two year term as Deputy United States Marshal, that he received the marks which bear convincing testimony to the dangerous occupa- tion which he has pursued. It is the jagged scar across his throat, inflicted when a half-breed Indian attacked him in a restaurant. He had arrested a counterfeiter and put him in a calaboose at Tulsa for 28 LIFE AXD EXPLOITS OF safe keeping. From there he went to Muskogee, the scene of Hamlin's humiliation, and was sitting at a table in the cafe, when Joe Lopez, a brother of the half-breed counterfeiter, came in, moved stealthily over behind where Glenn was sitting, and di'awing out an ugly razor slashed him across the throat, all but sever- ing the jugular vein. The attacking party was buried on the following day. Young was taken to the hospi- tal where he spent three weeks waiting until the well nigh fatal wound was healed. RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 29 THE TALE OF THE THREE DU QUOIN BANDITS TO HAVE three guns of large caliber look you in the face at 4:00 o'clock or any other o'clock in the morning, is not an enviable experience. Most of us would feel just a trifle nervous under such con- ditions, and would be \\illing to make most any con- cession possible in order to secure a change of environ- ment. But with S. Glenn Young — well, it's different, that's all. Somehow or other his nervous reactions are not just the same as with other folks. It was Saturday morning, and exactly ten minutes past four, when a ''traveling salesman" stepped out- side of the St. Nicholas Hotel, in Du Quoin, Illinois, intending to take the early morning train to Benton. Three guns and three young men were at the door to welcome him into the out-of-doors, and, incidentally to relieve him of the $500 which he carried in his pocket. But Glenn, the deputy camouflaged as a modest drummer, decided that if they were to have and enjoy that substantial roll they would certainly have to do more work than they had done so far that morning — an eight hour day for them, or no money from the boss. Bang! No, it wasn't a gun this time, but the salesman's fist that cut the air and landed with pre- cision upon the anatomy of the biggest of the trio, bringing the whole structure to the sidewalk. Quickly backing into the hotel. Young procured a big Colt automatic revolver, and thus armed proceeded to chase 30 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF the bandits who were now seeking safety in flight, • evidently figuring that they had pushed the wrong button when they put in their early morning order. Half a mile, half a mile, half a mile onward ran the ring leader and one other of the noble fraternity. It was one of the most interesting races ever staged in Du Quoin, where good races are frequent features. It was a race in which the disguised Federal Officer, the modest little salesman, demonstrated that he could use his feet as well as his fists to excellent advantage, and could get in on the money in either form of com- petition. Yard after yard was steadily gained, until at last, realizing that the race was against them, the two bandits took refuge beneath a porch, where a few mo- ments later Glenn apprehended them as much out of wind as they were out of luck. They were duly regis- tered in the local "cooler" where they ate breakfast a la bastile. Later in the day the third young man was found in meditative mood, quietly resting his wayward feet in the hay of a local barn. Taking pity upon his lone- liness the local officer who discovered him conducted the youthful soldier of fortune to the place where his two friends awaited him. Thus, for once at least, did the ''early bird" fail to get the ''early wonn". Thus did three young men start the day all wrong, as they had evidently started life all wrong a few years before. Investigation revealed that the two men who were caught and identified by Young had registered at two hotels, the American and the St. Nicholas, evidently anxious to make sure that they would not miss their RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 31 intended victim. The names which appeared upon the American Hotel register were, Robert Dixon, Jack Hawley, and Leroy Ray. The men were all under twenty-five years of age. When Glenn was chasing the fellows whom he ulti- mately caught under the porch, he discharged two shots at one of them. Just after he fired the second shot the man stumbled and fell. Young's heart jumped into his mouth, for he had no desire to kill the man. He was relieved in no small measure when the bandit scrambled to his feet and continued the race to the tape. He had simply stumbled. The prisoners were transferred to the jail at Pinck- neyville, from which place they tried to saw their way out. It was later found that the trio were ex-convicts. States Attorney Layman sent them over the road to Chester. Perhaps this volume will find its way into the hands of these three young men. They will doubtless be much interested to hear more about the young "travehng salesman" with whom they did business that morning in Du Quoin. He sincerely hopes that they are still getting dowTi to business early — but to a better line of business than that of holding up innocent and in- offensive salesmen. 32 LIFE AXD EXPLOITS OF THE FAMOUS CRAWLEY COUP IF YOU have any doubt as to there being one cor- puscle floating in the blood of S. Glenn Young that is not thoroughly game, or that there is one ounce of his 145 pounds which is not superlatively courageous, listen to the story of the snaky trail which he followed through the snows of the great Smoky Mountains, under a thin moon in search for the two Crawley boys and Blaine Stewart, whom he captured single handed at 4:30 in the morning at the foot of the Bald Peak that stretches up toward the clouds fifteen miles from Alcoa, Tennessee, and forty-five miles from Knoxville. At no time in Young's spectacular career has his nei*ve, resourcefulness, skill, deteiTnination and courage been more remarkably displayed than in the arrest of the Crawleys and the *'Bad Jim" Rose gangs. Glenn himself considers these the most thrilling captures he has made during twenty years of experience. Leaders and members of both of these gangs were wanted by the authorities for a long list of murders and other serious depredations. High rewards were offered for their capture ''dead or alive". And let me digress just here long enough to tell my readers that during Young's government service, he has arrested men upon whose heads rewards approximating §150,- 000 have been placed. As a government officer is not permitted to accept rewards offered by the Federal authorities, however, he has not profited materially by his remarkable labors, except, of course, by the salary paid to him for the discharge of his official duties. RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG The Crawleys came into the limeHght and attracted wide attention when they shot Deputy United States Marshal Tom Dixon to death at Blairsville, Georgia, on January 9, 1919. The conckiding chapter of their notorious history was finished when Young, who at that time carried two Colt .45's and a Springfield rifle during his waking hours, single handed took three members of the marauding band after they had eluded two companies of soldiers as well as numerous deputies and revenue officers for several days. Glenn brought them all in alive, confiscating their guns and a large stock of ammunition. Immediately after the slaying of Dixon, a Colonel and a detachment of picked soldiers from the 5th In- fantry of Fort McPherson, Ga., scoured the mountain fastnesses of Northwestern Carolina, the most rugged section of the Blue Ridge Mountains, in an effort to locate the assassins. Surrounding the mountain home of the Crawleys, the soldiers captured Felix and Frank Crawley and Gordon Bowers, but George and Decatur Crawley and Blaine Stewart, the most dreaded of the gang of feudists, escaped. Days and nights of vain searching extended into weeks. The efforts of the soldier posse to find the des- perate trio were fruitless. It seemed as though the mountains had opened up and swallowed them com- pletely. Then it was that the United States Depart- ment of Justice ordered Glenn Young to capture the Crawleys, and the dauntless little officer, always eager for a difficult task, took up the trail which had been lost in the fastnesses of the mountains — and he took it up alone. 34 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF The mountaineers of that section had by this time come to fear and respect Young. He had estabhshed among them the reputation for being a man of his word, and when the news spread through the moun- tains that he had determined to capture the Crawleys, the people knew that he would not return without them. They knew that the sturdy ''go getter" of the Depart- ment of Justice would get them, or that they would get him. It was to the finish. When, just a few days later, he marched the much sought and much feared trio into Atlanta, there were fully 25,000 people at the depot to give him an ovation, and who will say that he was not worthy of it. Dressed in the uniform of a soldier — a uniform worn by all special agents and differing only from an enlisted man's in the fact that he wore laced boots, a leather coat with a leather vest underneath, and had no cord on his campaign hat, Glenn started on the trail. In telling the story he says : — "I knew that the mother of the Crawley boys was living near Bald Mountain, and that they thought a great deal of her. I first went to Fontana, N. C, and crossed the Yellow creek. While I was there I caught two deserters named Williams and sent them back under a guard. I went on by myself. I had my Spring- field rifle and two pistols, a .45 Colt and a .45 automatic. 'The first day I was out I met up with a bunch of surveyors and spent the day with them and started out that night. I always travel at night. People up there will see you if you go in the day time and moun- tain news travels like telephone. "I started out on horseback and made about seventy- five miles a day. But when I got within about ten miles RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 35 of where I figured the Crawleys were, I butted into Bald Mountain. I couldn't cross there so went back to Asheville, then to Knoxville, then to Murrayville, and finally to a point about five miles from Alcoa, Tenn. "There I struck the trail of the Crawleys and tracked them on foot through the mountains. The snow was heavy, and I trailed them by their footprints in the snow. **I worked all that night, laid up the next day, and came up on the Crawleys the next morning. I couldn't ask anybody for information because they were all friends of the Crawleys, or feared them too much to keep my presence a secret. I couldn't even let my- self be seen. All I could do was to follow their tracks in the snow. 'Tor six nights I pushed on, often forced to follow the same sort of trail as on the first night of the chase. At 4:30 o'clock on the morning of the seventh day, I reached a cabin where I knew they were hiding. I simply pushed open the door. Blaine Stewart was asleep on the floor. The other two boys were sitting in front of the fireplace. Rose Crawley was there too." ''Didn't they offer any resistance?" one naturally asks. "They couldn't, I had the drop on them. I had a .45 in each hand leveled to shoot. My rifle was swung over my shoulder, and I warned them that any sus- picious move would prove fatal to some of us." "Just how did you go in ?" I asked this courageous man. "I simply shoved open the door", he answered. "I searched thirty or forty houses a week in looking for deserters, and if you know a man's inside the only 36 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF thing to do is to get in and get the drop on him before he gets it on you, and if you keep your eyes open and your wits about you there's no danger. **I didn't handcuff them at once," he continued, *'but made them sit down on the opposite side of the table and then we had breakfast. Rose Crawley, for whose capture a government reward had also been offered, sat at the head of the table and acted as hostess on the occasion. They were all very hospitable, though we didn't have much breakfast, just sowbelly, coffee and biscuits. But it tasted good, for I was desperately hungry, not having had very much to eat for a week, and I wasn't in the best physical shape to begin with. "After breakfast I handcuffed the two Crawleys to- gether, putting on the handcuffs myself. I then took them up to see their mother. Rose stayed behind, and just before we left she gave me twenty dollars with which to hire a lawyer for them. I don't know what sort of a lawyer she expected me to get for $20.00. All three of them looked pretty badly worn. They had no soles to their shoes, and they seemed used up. I bought them some shoes at the first town we reached. "Rose Crawley", he added, "is about twenty-eight years old and not a bad looking woman. But she was pretty rough. Their mother was seventy years old, and sick in bed. When I took the boys up to the small log house where the aged mother lived I stood in the door- way while they knelt down and kissed the old worn face. I turned my face away as the mother laid her hands on the heads of her two boys and blessed them. There were no tears shed, for no matter how their hearts ache the mountain people are stoics. The two men got to their feet, and all four started for the small RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 37 railway station from which we journeyed to Knox- ville, where the prisoners were placed in the care of Sheriff W. T. Gate and later transferred to Atlanta penitentiary." Oh, the wonder of mother love. What a magnet of attraction it has been all down through the centuries! Down in the hearts of the very worst, If we'd stir to the deeper under loam. We'd find e'en there the ceaseless thirst For mother and home. Glenn Young well knew that sooner or later the Crawleys would seek their mother's cabin, because the love of parents lies deep in the hearts of the mountain people, whether they be outlaws or not. When word of the Crawleys' capture was received over the wire by United States Marshal Howard Thompson, of Atlanta, he immediately sent back word, "Tell Young that I want to shake his hand and hug him too." He stated that he would meet the train on which the prisoners were to be taken to Atlanta. "I am as glad as Young himself can be", added the official. As soon as the Crawleys and Blaine Stewart were taken to the Knox County jail they were placed in the cell opposite the jail office. Here they were undressed by the officers in order that a thorough search of their persons could be made. This was done to make sure that they had no saws or other means of effecting an escape. The prisoners chatted with each other occasionally and appeared to be quite unconcerned about their fate. The men were small and thin, probably due to the fact that they had been ^'scouting" since early in January. Their faces were not those of the typical criminal class. 38 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF Each man was dark of complexion, and they were typical mountaineers. When asked if he would get the reward offered for the capture of the Crawley s, Young answered, — "What reward?" adding that he had heard some- thing about a reward, but that he had not been inter- ested to the point of making an inquiry. "I was after the men themselves and not the reward", he declared. Duty rather than dollars has moved S. Glenn Young in his work as a government officer, and that is one of the reasons why his feelings against corrupt officials who put dollars before duty, and gain before principle, are so intense. RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 39 GLENN ATTACKS THE "BAD JIM" ROSE GANG THE closest call that Young has ever had was probably that received through the Indian half- breed in Muskogee, Oklahoma. But perhaps none of his many experiences with moonshiners, and outlaws of every variety, have been more exciting than the pitched battle around the home of Tom Jones, five miles Northwest of Unaka in Cherokee County. It was early in the morning of January 24, 1919, when a posse of seven officers, led by S. Glenn Young, attacked "Bad Jim" Rose and his gang of outlaws who had taken refuge in the mountain fastness, believing themselves entirely safe from arrest. In this fight Rose was shot twice and captured, and Deputy Sheriff McClure, of Murphy, N. C, was badly wounded. Over 200 shots were fired in the battle. The bandits used high powered rifles, and the officers, fearing to wound women in the house, used their revolvers instead of rifles. "Bad Jim" Rose, head of the gang, and reported to be the worst feudist of the South, and charged \dth nine murders, most of which were committed from am- bush, died some months later from wounds in the stomach and shoulder received in this clash with the officers of the law. Fearing that his mountain friends might seek to rescue him from the jail at Muii)hy, the outlaw was taken to Asheville upon being captured. The vigor and determination of the man is shown by the fact that 40 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF although severely wounded he tried to saw his way out of jail two days after he was shot. When taken Rose was under indictment for the murder of "Old Man Wilson". Wilson was shot down in front of his home, near Unaka, while standing on the front porch washing himself. Rose, from the side of a mountain a half mile away, fired the shot from his ai-my rifle that passed through the heart of Wilson. The latter dropped before the eyes of his wife, to whom Rose spoke as he descended the mountain. Rose is said to have threatened to get Wilson, because the latter's son shot and killed Rose's brother during a quarrel. Wilson's son had been shot in the leg. The Wilson murder was the last held against Rose. WTien captured the outlaw was forty-five years old and had a wife and five children whom he had not supported for five years. He was an expert riflle shot, and numerous mysterious deaths were laid at his door. He gained a reputation as an outlaw and a killer, and became greatly feared throughout the country for miles around. He became a political issue in Cherokee County and one sheriff was indicted because he would not serve a warrant upon Rose charging him with murder. Thus the out- law's reputation spread, and no one dared go up against him. If Rose took an antipathy toward one of his neighbors he would go to the man and tell him to move from that section. The victim thus warned would move away rather than risk a bullet from Rose's rifle. I have seen the gun which this desperado carried. There are notches in it cut in the forearm. These notches on this army rifle were made by Rose and rep- resent men whom he shot with that weapon. He claimed to have bought the rifle and five hundred RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 41 rounds of ammunition from an army deserter who came to the mountains. Neighbors told how Rose went continually armed. He even carried his rifle to church with him and leaned it against a pew when he attended services occasionary- •When he was shot and captured by Young and his assistants, Rose wore a silver star bearing the words, ^'Special Detective". It seems that he used it occasion- ally when approached by suspicious looking strangers to whom Rose represented himself as a government officer looking for deserters. Bennie Jones, a member of the gang, who partici- pated in the battle of January 25th, afterward sur- rendered himself at Murphy and was sent to Asheville. From here he was sent with a party of other army deserters to Camp Wadsworth, where they were turned over to the military authorities for court martial. Jones was slightly wounded during the battle, a glanc- ing bullet having struck him in the back. The bullet entered beneath the skin and dropped out after Jones had gone to Murphy to surrender. Let me go back and tell somewhat more specifically about the noted capture of Rose, who had been declared an outlaw by Judge Shaw of the Superior Court, and by Judge James E. Boyd in Federal Court, a high price being placed upon his head "dead or alive". The section where Rose and his gang operated was ideal for the perpetration of their crimes, being deep in the mountains and very difficult of access to any but those who had spent years in that section and were acquainted w4th every inch of the ground. People liv- ing in the country were in continual dread of the out- 42 LIFE AXD EXPLOITS OF laws who pillaged whatever they wanted and took by force what was held from them. The battle which brought the gang to eaith de- veloped during the search for the Crawleys. Young at first thought that the two Crawley brothers and Blaine Stewart had joined the Rose gang in the mountains near Murphy. At that place Young organized a band consisting of five men, including Deputy Marshal :\Iason and Deputy Sheriff" ^McClure of MuiT>hy. The little posse took up a trail across the moun- tains just above the Tennessee boundary. On a Thurs- day afternoon they came into a region known as Jef- frey's Hell, the rendezvous of the Rose outlaws. It was deep in the mountain fastnesses, and with indistinct trails leadmg through the wooded peaks and valleys. A short distance beyond Jeffrey's Hell, the posse picked up the Rose gang trail. They made camp for the night, prepared to advance upon the gang at daylight. They broke camp just at dawn, and the party, headed by Young, started on their quest. They had not gone far before a lookout from the gang saw the party, and a rifle shot rang out, followed by an alarm and more shots. Members of the notorious Rose gang were in view, and the battle was on. Advancing, the members of the posse brought their repeating riflles into play and poured a fusillade of shots at the mountaineers. Suddenly Deputy Marshal McClure fell to earth. A bullet from Jim Rose's army riflle had smashed a bone in the oflftcer's right arm. A second later Rose himself fell with a bullet wound in the abdomen. When their leader fell other members of the gang immediately scattered and were speedily lost in the mountain fastnesses. RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 43 Leaving one man with McClure and the wounded bandit, the rest of the posse separated and took up different trails in pursuit of Rose's fleeing companions. Late the same day Young sui-prised four of them, and the others were all apprehended within the next twenty- four hours. Some of them offered serious resistance and Young was forced to shoot two of them. ''Both of the men whom I wounded recovered", says the hero of the fray, ''and the four, along with the others caught, are now sei*ving time in the Atlanta Peniten- tiary." When word spread through the mountains that Rose and his gunmen had been encircled at last by the strong arms of the law, and their careers brought to a close, there was a great sigh of relief from law en- forcement officers and mountaineers alike. Old moun- taineers, when they heard rumors of the capture, came down to the trail and asked : — "Have you got him?" "Yes." "Thank God" they replied, and many of them wept as they said it. And well might they say it, for when they left home to go any distance through the moun- tain timber they never knew whether they would ever see again the loved ones whom they kissed good-bye. This capture added much to the splendid reputation S. Glenn Young had already achieved down in the mountain country, and his name became known far beyond the confines of the mountain regions as the most courageous and efficient officer in the government serv- ice. When asked if it took nerve to walk into a barrage of fire, Glenn replied, "You can get used to anything. 44 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF and I don't mind trading shots with the boldest of all bad men. I learned to shoot a rifle as soon as I could carry one, living on a ranch out in Western Kansas. A few years ago anyone w^ho wanted the experience could get all he desired by joining a sheriff's posse, almost any Saturday night, and making a run for cat- tle rustlers, thieves and hold-up men." RAIDER S. GLEKX YOUNG 45 THE CARNAHANS THE headquarters of this infamous gang which Young brought in was in a section of the Blue Ridge Mountains, a dense fastness about thirty miles from Bluefield, West Virginia. The rendezvous was practically inaccessible to any who had not spent years in the territory and familiarized themselves with virtually every inch of the ground. For many miles round about the residents were in constant fear of the Camahans, who had earned the name of the ''Robin Hood Band" because of the con- stant training to which its members subjected them- selves each day. This band of ruffians robbed, pillaged and killed for several months before their daring opera- tions were halted. Glenn trailed them down after Josephine Hadley, the daughter of a farmer residing near Bluefield, had been kidnapped and held for ran- som. Accompanied only by the girl's fourteen year old brother and 'Tal", he plunged into the hunt. After three days, during which he and the lad lived on hard- tack and water, four of the bandits were taken in their lair. Handcuffing and gagging them. Young laid in wait for the return to camp of other members of the gang, feeling certain that there were more associated with the greatly feared leader. He was right. Just before daylight five more strag- gled into the den, bringing with them the plunder se- cured in their latest depredations. Before announcing himself the officer lay in a place of concealment, into which he had dragged his captives, and uttered no 46 . LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF sound until the quintette, quite unsuspicious of danger, lighted a fire and squatted about it. When the time seemed most opportune the concealed officer sprang fearlessly into their midst. He wouldn't peraiit the boy to expose himself to danger, preferring to take all chances alone. The day on which Young and the Hadley boy marched the Carnahans into the little town of Blue- field has gone down into the annals of the town's his- tory as its most exciting day, unless Armistice Day be excepted. They gave Glenn a wonderful ovation, and his fame as a government officer went far and wide. Two members of the captured band were later executed, and the remainder were sent to the Atlanta Peniten- tiary to serve terms ranging from five to twenty years. While the kidnapped girl was a prisoner of the out- laws she was forced to submit to almost unbelievable indignities. The gang had established a well equipped fortress near their camp. Over fifty guns, including two ma- chine guns, a number of high powered rifles and revolvers of high caliber, in addition to seven thousand rounds of ammunition were found in it. Among several murders charged to Carnahan was that of a revenue officer named Mullens. He had been shot and mortally wounded by the bandit chief just three days before Young set out on the trail of the desperadoes. The above facts regarding the sensational capture of this gang of mountain outlaws were given me by a noted newspaper man, who at that time was in the vicinity of Bluefield and connected with a newspaper at Huntington. RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 47 HUNTING UNCLE SAM'S DESERTERS WITH "PAL" THE same mountain country which produced Alvin York, honored as America's greatest war hero ''over there", has likewise produced some of the worst and most desperate men which have ever preyed upon the social body. At the beginning of the Great World War, S. Glenn Young, although several years beyond the draft age, tried to enlist in the army, but was repeatedly rejected on account of wounds which he had received while en- forcing the law in the mountain country. Determined to have his part in his country's service, he volunteered to the United States Department of Justice, requesting that he be detailed to apprehend deserters and federal violators in the Blue Ridge Mountains. His services were accepted, and in that tremendous task he suc- ceeded so well that deserters were practically elimin- ated from the country. In a period of two years he arrested and brought into the army camps of the United States, almost twice as many deserters and draft dodgers as any other two officials in the United States. From the mountains of Tennessee, North Caro- lina, South Carolina, Virginia and Kentucky he brought them in, and turned them over to the army camps, from which they were either sent to the war front or to one of the state penitentiaries. Groups numbering as many as 25 or 30 were brought in many times by the intrepid officer. " be il 5 E _ c - 4< -i J: * « E » RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG In all this strenuous and dangerous work Young was ably assisted by his wonderful dog, 'Tal", who accompanied him along many a perilous trail through the mountains of the South, and without whom many of his master's expeditions would not have ended suc- cessfully. 'Tal", half Russian Wolf Hound and half Collie had been owned by a Captain of Despatch Bearers in the Belgian army, and cost approximately $750. Having been trained to do work in the Belgian army, it was not a difficult thing for Glenn to teach this remarkably intelligent creature to assist him in the search for and capture of deserters. When "Pal" arrived in this country, after dis- tinguished service overseas, he bore on his body the marks of his sacrifices. He was brought over by a brother of Young and sent on to him at Hoboken, from which place Glenn escorted him to the army hospital at Camp Jackson, where he was treated as a war hero should be, and the painful mustard burns upon his body properly healed. While he lay in a hospital ward, "Pal" would permit none but his new master to wait upon him. There in the Camp Jackson army hospital an en- dearing friendship was begun, destined to continue through many a trying day, and over many a rugged path, until "Pal" having paid the last measure of devo- tion passed out through the gates of tragedy into the land where dogs have neither fleas nor fights. If this noble beast had lived, instead of journeying the poison route to another world, he would doubtless have found his way into the movies and become a rival of "Strong- heart", for, apart from the serious work of life to which he was dedicated, "Pal" had other accomplish- 50 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF ments, making him a center of attraction everjrvvhere he went. He was all but human, this long, slender Belgian police dog, and seemed to fully comprehend every order which his master gave him. He would go for anything that Glenn had lost, and find it, if that was at all pos- sible. He would go to the hotel office desk, bark for the key to his master's room, take the key handed to him, ring the elevator bell and ride to his room. Jump- ing into the bath-tub he would turn the faucets and wallow in the refreshing waters until he felt that he was clean enough for anybody's company. But of his remarkable instincts and work I must tell you more. Glenn says of him: — *'I have refused as much as $4,500 for the dog. He is a powerful ani- mal, often showing keener power of perception than a human. I have often left him to guard prisoners while I pushed on after others. On one occasion I was en route to Columbia, S. C., with eight prisoners, deserters from the army. I received a tip that I could get two more by dropping off at a certain point high up in the great Smoky Mountains. We got off the train, pri- soners, Tal' and I. Drawing a circle on the ground I ordered the eight men into it. Then, with a parting admonition to the dog not to allow anyone to step in or out of the ring, I started out for the pair I wanted. Upon my return with them I found that Tal' had proven true to his trust. Not one had escaped." Down in the Kentucky Mountains it was practically impossible one day to get up where a half dozen de- serters were in hiding, but "Pal" trailed the fugitives and finally located them, so that his master was able RAIDER S. GLEXX YO UXG 51 LIBRARY UNIVERSITY OF ILLINOIS URBANA 52 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF to bring them out from their hiding place and turn them over into the hands of the courts. A noted secret service man, whose name already appears in this record and who still resides in Charlotte, N. C, tells of how Glenn had occasion to leave an entire room full of prisoners under the guardianship of his "Pal" one day down in that Ca,rolina city. Upon his return a half hour later, the officer found that not a single man was missing. The Belgian police dog main- taining ferocious guard at the door had proven entirely discouraging to their ambitions to make a get-away. If Walter Doss is still living he will doubtless re- member "Pal", who was instrumental in locating him when he was a deserter from the army. This man had made a subterranean hiding place under his home, where he lived and made an occasional run of blockade liquor whenever opportunity presented itself. He had cut a hole in the kitchen floor of his little cabin in the mountains. This connected with the dug-out under- neath, and the opening of it was always kept covered by the wood box in the kitchen. By hiding in this cave Doss had succeeded in escaping detection when officers looked for him, which they did on several occasions. Here in his subterranean den just across the Virginia line the culprit was brought to light by Glenn and "Pal" one morning just as the sun slipped up over the hori- zon and was peeking through the mountain timber. Doss was prepared for a good stiff defense, having with him when captured a 30-30 Winchester, two .45 automatics, a long dirk, and a pair of brass knuckles. Down in Polk County, N. C, this famous and intel- ligent dog figured large in the raiding and capture of some moonshiners who were operating three illicit RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 53 stills. To "Pal" belongs the entire honor of capturing one of the operators. Surrounding the spot where the stills had been hid- den, the officers sent the dog in to rout out the opera- tors of the liquor mills. In a few minutes his success was heralded by the exit of one of them with "Pal" at his heels threatening to take a souvenir of the occa- sion from the man's thoroughly scared anatomy. He was saved the pain of the operation, however, and taken into custody by the officers. They then rushed the plant and took over 1,000 gallons of beer, several gal- lons of liquor, and three complete outfits. They put up a stubborn fight in a determined effort to save the plants, which were of considerable value, but were finally over- come by the officers — and "Pal". In a Carolina jail a dejected prisoner might have been seen one morning. He was in a meditative mood, thinking very respectfully, no doubt, of a Belgian police dog which he had seen and met. The prisoner also thought of several gallons of good com liquor and of $70 in good United States currency which he had paid for the juice, wholesale. Carl Lail, for such was the unfortunate gentleman's name, was a very early riser. It would have been much better for Carl if he had slept in till noon on this particular day. He had been down in the South Mountains on a matter of business, and started for home in the very small hours of the morning, bringing with him a pre- cious cargo, which he fondly hoped to retail at a good profit to men who thirst. It was about 4:30 when Glenn, "Pal", and a local officer of the law passed by on other business bent. I say they passed by. The fact is that "Pal" suspicious of the lone business man in the 54 LIFE AX D EXPLOITS OF buggy, did not pass by until he had satisfied his dog mind that all was well. He had never seen the man before, and did not know that he was admittedly a sly old fox who could put any number of gallons over on occasion, and yet he was suspicious and stopped to in- vestigate. His suspicions were confirmed by scent and instinct, and 'Tal" summoned his m.aster, who turned his car around and came back. Alas for poor Carl and liis corn juice. If this mountaineer doesn't think "Pal" is some dog, he's a poorer judge of canines than lie is of moonkist whiskey. The little struggle necessary to subdue this pur- veyor of liquid cheer almost caused Glenn the loss of part of an ear, for Carl imbedded his molars in one of the officer's receiving stations. He was persuaded to desist, however, and to accompany the officers to the place where there is no profit in corn juice either for the manufacturer or consumer. But I have been telling you more about the dog than about his master, which indeed was exactly what the modest officer did when a special effort was made by a newspaper man to induce him to talk about his experi- ences down in the mountains. He would talk but little of himself, and spoke almost exclusively of his famous dog. As this book centers around him, however, he has been forced into the limelight and I must tell you more about his side of the work in rounding up de- serters from the army camps of Uncle Sam. It may be of interest to you to learn that the large majority of these deserters who sought seclusion in the mountains of the Carolinas, Kentucky, Tennessee and Virginia, were not cowards who fled in fear to avoid service over on the European battle fronts. Far RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG from that. Many of them were brave fellows who would face death without a tremor. Hundreds, and possibly thousands of desertions were due to homesick- ness, ignorance in regard to the war, the principles involved, and the danger confronting America itself. This ignorance and its consequences were the result, very largely at least, of the propaganda against the war instituted by such men as Tom Watson of Georgia and Coleman Blease of South Carolina. These men preached by voice and printed page against the draft, and the minds of many young men were thus swayed wrongfully through these Southerners and their fol- lowers, who were known as Watsonites and Bleasites. A large number of these deserters to whom, upon cap- ture, Mr. Young explained the real causes and puiiDOses of the conflict, were willing and eager to do their full duty and pay, if need be, the last full measure of devo- tion. S. Glenn Young's work in rounding up these men is forever famous, especially in Charlotte, Greensboro and Asheville, North Carolina, from which centers he very largely carried on his government service. He worked in nearly every county of North Carolina, and everywhere with marked efficiency, taking all the chances which any of his brothers in arms took over- seas. He has hunted men from Atlanta, Knoxville, Chattanooga and many other points in the South, and very few men whom he started out to capture ever suc- ceeded in eluding the wily officer. Back in October, 1918, he was forced to kill a fugi- tive during a battle with Butler Myers, Joe Ward and Charles G. Black, three Randolph County deserters whom he had set out to arrest. Young had been after 56 LIFE A A' D EXPLOITS OF the men, but three got away after he had arrested five others in the vicinity. Learning that the officer was on their trail, one member of the notorious trio called up the officer at Ashboro and instructed him that he had better not make any effort to get them as they were well armed and "would shoot him on sight". This was a dare not to be swallowed by an officer of Young's caliber and spirit, and he was soon on the way to Randolph (bounty, to take up the trail of the three men who had thrown dowm the gauntlet of chal- lenge at his feet as well as those of Uncle Sam. He came upon the defiant trio in a wooded plot, and was welcomed with a fusillade of shots from the weapons of the deserters. Young returned the fire with his .45 caliber revolver. One of the fugitives was using a Swiss army rifle, and during the exchange of missiles a bullet nipped a portion from the officer's right ear. By this time he had succeeded in sending two of his shots home, one of them penetrating the lungs of Joe Ward, and the other one striking Butler Myers in the thigh. Ward died later from the inflicted wound. When taken prisoner Myers remarked to Young, *'By — , if my gun hadn't jammed I would have killed you sure". Black, the third member of the band, escaped for the time being, but was afterward apprehended and all three men turned over to the military authorities as deserters. One of the largest single captures made by S. Glenn Young in this particular section of the mountain country was in Surrey County, where he trapped eight deserters, all heavily amied and sleeping in a tobacco bam. The men knew that they were being hunted and pi-epared themselves to resist arrest. Weil provided RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 57 with rifles and revolvers, they went into a remote sec- tion of the county to hide and make ready to resist arrest to the limit. Pursuing his usual tactics, Glenn traveled at night, getting his bearings and locating his quarry. The fugi- tives had posted guards as added means of protection, but even these were surprised by the government agent, and the eight men captured single handed. He then called upon persons living in the neighborhood to assist in carrying the guns of the deserters back to town. Not having handcuffs to use on these men the versatile Young took barbed wire, looped it over the neck of each man and marched them into jail without further trouble. 58 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF A MOUNTAINEER'S WORD IS GOOD DURING a ten days' campaign in Davidson, Ran- dolph and Montgomery Counties, Young rounded up twelve deserters and conducted them to Camp Greene. Two of this number were cap- tured red handed while operating an illicit still. Glenn disarmed the men, stood them before their still and snapped a picture of the outfit. In this raid he also captured a farmer. Following his custom the officer permitted his prisoners to go back and see their families before being turned over to the authorities, he placed them upon their honor to return and the proverbial word of the moun- taineer was kept, with the exception of one man, the farmer, who failed to return. Young ran him down a few days later, after he had fired upon the officer five times from a mountain trail at night. Within a period of five weeks Glenn apprehended no less than seventy-five deserters and draft dodgers. Most of these men came to the City of Asheville and sun*endered, but others were arrested at their homes, usually high up in the mountain sections of the nearby counties. Younj» Requisitions an Engine There were three desperate men high up in the mountain fastness whom Young was anxious to cap- ture. They were brothers. In addition to desertion one of these men was a murderer, having decapitated a man with a knife. RAIDER S.GLENN YOUNG 59 Following the mountain trail up as far as Fontana, he requisitioned one of the engines of the Fontana Log- ging Company in the name of the government and pro- ceeded ten miles further by rail. Leaving the engine at this point he again followed the trail for three miles and succeeded in locating the house in which these three desperate men lived. Placing Dave Robinson, a mountaineer who had ac- companied him, as a guard at the back of the house, Glenn w^ent to the front door. An immense woman, the mother of the much wanted trio, wouldn't let him in. There was not a moment's time for argument. He was forced to push her over in order to gain a quick en- trance. He was not a second too soon, and got in just as the three were making for their guns. It was speed or death, so the officer chose speed. Striking one of the men over the head, he knocked him into the fire- place upon which the fire was burning brightly. That the man arose with alacrity goes without saying. One of the brothers lay flat on his stomach upon a bed. The mother claimed he had the flu. Glenn found he had more than the flu, for upon compelling him to turn over he removed a .44 Colt pistol from the man's hand. He had just been waiting for the right moment to shoot, and if the officer's back had been turned away from him for a second he doubtless would have pre- vented S. Glenn Young from ever coming to William- son County to boot the bootlegger. Leaving these captives in the cabin with the lum- berman and 'Tal" to guard them. Young went to Yel- low Creek for five more men. Yellow Creek was only accessible by climbing a mountain between 6,000 and 7,000 feet high. 60 LIFE AX D EXPLOITS OF These men were wanted by the goverament for hold- ing up an election board and compelling them to per- mit them to vote, though, being deserters, they had no right to the franchise. Glenn did not know where these men lived and had to secure infoiTnation in some manner. There seemed to be no better way than to hide along the trail until someone approached whom he might persuade to part with the necessary intelligence. And so he hid him- self and waited. About daylight came a big fellow carrying a large sack of corn to the mill to be ground for liquid purposes. Glenn accosted him and demanded that he tell where the five desired men lived. *'I threatened the man, who happened to be an uncle of some of the deserters, that if he misdirected me I would find him later and settle with him. Making him point out from the mountain side the three houses, located about a mile apart, where the five men resided, I said, 'Get uix)n that rock and wait there till I return. If I don't find you there when I get back, I'll make it a point to find you wherever you are.' " The big man straightw^ay perched himself upon the rock. Leaving the mountaineer stranded on the rock and wishing that the corn in the sack was whiskey in the jug, Young set out across the mountain for the three houses and the five men. They were taken by surprise and though heavily aimed were wise enough to sur- render when the officer had the ''drop" on them. About four o'clock in the afternoon he returned to the rock, and there the old boy sat just as he had been sitting when Glenn left him in the early hours of the morning. RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 61 ''Been there all the time?" asked Young. "IVe never been off this spot" replied the big moun- taineer and he doubtless told the truth. Surely it is a wonderful help to have the temperament of a stoic under such circumstances, but a well padded cushion would doubtless have been an additional blessing. Glenn thanked the man for the assistance he had given him, took his five prisoners and returned by trail and rail to Fontana where he arrived about ten o'clock. Here he guarded them in a room until the morning. It would take a volume itself to tell the full story of Young's exploits down in the mountains during the period of the war. The incidents which I have briefly recorded will serve, however, to show something of Uncle Sam's dauntless law enforcement agents, some- thing of the perils faced, the difficulties overcome, and the victories achieved in the very face of death itself. Thus did S. Glenn Young serve his country and his flag during the World War, proving himself something more than the average man in courage and prowess. Shame on the weakling enemies of this doughty hero who ambush themselves behind editor's chairs and printer's type, firing upon him abuse in the form of un- just criticism and lies. I say hats off to this real Ameri- can, a man of brain and a man of brawn, fearless of his foes and far more honorable than the enemies who assail him. 62 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF THE LUKE VUKOVIC AFFAIR DURING 1920 East St. Louis and Madison made a real effort to house clean. The conditions had been allowed to become unspeakably bad. Viola- tions of the liquor laws were widespread, and all the crimes which accompany such violations were rampant. East St. Louis had become a dangerous place, a crimi- nal haunt for many of the most desperate in the country. S. Glenn Young was one of the officers operating there at this time, and his reputation for fearlessness and ability as a law enforcement officer were greatly enhanced during his service in that center of great danger to those who dared to beard the criminals in their den. More arrests were made there during his activities than before or since in an equal period of time. For this much of the credit is due to him, and has been accorded by many. Efforts to kill him were frequent on the part of the criminal class, while others, more or less sympathetic with them, used every possible means to discredit him as an officer of the law. It was a determined purpose to do this, I have no doubt, which resulted in a murder charge being filed against him on June 2, 1921. He was formally accused of the murder of Luke Vukovic, of Madison, and pleaded not guilty to the charge. The fatal shooting occurred on November 7, 1920. Young and Walter Cowgill, a Granite City Lieutenant of Police, found a still in the basement of a house oc- cupied by Vukovic's brother-in-law, Michael Sever, which adjoined the Vukovic home. RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 63 From a window they saw Vukovic drinking liquid of some kind from a milk bottle. Leaving the Sever place, they crossed over to that of Vukovic and de- manded an entrance in the name of the law. After making several vain demands, and waiting for a rea- sonable length of time without receiving a response, they forced an entrance through a dooi^ay. Vukovic and his wife were in a bedroom. Young left Cowgill to guard them, and went through the house in search of liquor. He found the bottle from which they had been drinking. It contained some dregs of "moonshine" whiskey. Descending into the basement through a small trap-door in the floor of the kitchen, he located a twenty-five gallon keg of liquor. Unable, because of the bulk of the keg, to lift it upstairs without aid, he called to Cowgill, instructing him to bring Vukovic to the trap-door entrance, and station him where he could be seen by the officers while they lifted the liquor container to the floor above. This was done, and Cowgill followed Young into the base- ment. A few seconds later Young glanced up and noticed that Vukovic had vanished. He quickly ascended the ladder. The room above was pitch dark. All that he could see was a nickle-plated pistol leveled at his chest by the desperado who stood just a few feet aw^ay. Glenn stepped rapidly to another position in the room, and as he did so drew his own weapon. "I shoot", he heard Vukovic hiss in the darkness, snapping his pistol as he gave notice. Fortunately it did not explode, due, it was revealed later, to the fact that there were two empty shells in the gun. 64 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF When the trigger snapped Young was less than three feet from his would-be assassin. He had pre- viously ordered him to drop his weapon. With the snap- ping of the bootlegger's gun at him Young opened fire, discharging six shots in rapid succession. Vukovic fled to the rear porch of the house and the officer was under the impression that his aim had not been true. The firing had attracted Cowgill, who by this time had entered the room. Vukovic suddenly opened a rear door, and picking up an iron bar, struck Cowgill a blow over the head, at the same time pointing his gun at Glenn and firing twice. Young was too quick for him, however, and fired two shots from his automatic strik- ing him in the forehead. Vukovic fell to the floor, still clutching his gun between his fingers as he collapsed. Examination of the weapon later revealed that the loaded chambers had, by the second snapping of the trigger, been worked into firing position, and had the man not been struck down before he pulled it a third time, the gun might have proven effective. All of Young's shots struck the man. Vukovic used a .38 caliber in the battle, Cowgill a .45, and Young a .44 and a .32 automatic. Young was arrested at the instigation of the widow, behind whom stood the lawless element of East St. Louis thirsting for revenge. He was indicted by a Madison grand jury, and the case was subsequently turned over to the Federal Court in Springfield. During the trial Vukovic's wife corroborated state- ments by the officers that they had shouted several times that they were government men and would break down the door unless they were given admittance. She said she remained in the bedroom during the shooting. RAIDER S. GLENX YOUNG 65 She admitted hearing her husband say, "I shoot" be- fore any shots were fired. Vukovic was known as a desperate man, and had openly made threats to kill any policeman or prohibi- tion agent who attempted to interfere with him in his whiskey business. Young's superior officers commended him very highly for his prudence and for the opportunity which he gave the man, at the risk of his o\\n\ life, to sur- render before he opened fire in self-defense. This was characteristic of Young. The mountaineers are unani- mous in declaring that he always gave a man a fair chance, even though his own life was more or less en- dangered by so doing. And all this gives the He to the charge that Young kills too quickly. He is not a blood- thirsty man. His frequent admonition to the men who aided him at a later date in Williamson County, not to shed any blood if it could possibly be avoided, is known to many. He respects human life, but the desperate character of the men with whom he has had to deal as an officer of the law, has made the killing of quite a number imperative, just as much so as the killing of Germans was imperative on the part of our boys who fought our battles overseas. "Of course I regret very much having been forced to shoot Vukovic, but I was only performing my duty ; and had I waited a second longer for him to surrender and drop his gun, he probably would have killed Cow- gill or myself, were Young's words after the battle. Following the inquest the coroner told Young that ''there could have been no verdict other than 'justifi- able homicide', as all the evidence showed that the 66 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF officers gave the man every chance to give up before a shot was fired." Little wonder that S. Glenn Young was fully ex- onerated and acquitted on his own testimony and that of Lieutenant of Police Cowgill. And with his acquittal there terminated another of the multiplied efforts made by law violators and their sympathizers to bring to an end the official career of the man whose work and skill they fear more, perhaps, than that of any other law enforcement officer in America today. This determined effort on the part of his enemies Vv'as of a kind with many other malign efforts made at a later date in Wil- liamson County concerning which I shall tell you. RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 67 THE GREGORYS OF POPE COUNTY *'/^^EEING America First" should certainly include ^^ the rugged beauty and diversified scenery found ^^ along the winding Ohio in Pope County, Illinois. Unless it is the view from Starved Rock on the Illinois River, I know of no scenery anywhere in this fair state which can rival the view from the hills of Golconda. From these suncrowned elevations one commands a view of the river for many miles of its irregular course, as it hastens on its journey as if to keep appointment with the great "Father of Waters" at Cairo, with which it then travels to plunge at length into the Gulf of Mexico hundreds of miles to the South. From Golconda, once a very important shipping point on the Ohio, one looks over into Kentucky, thickly fringed with trees along the river line, with here and there a farmhouse looking down from some hill-top as though eager to watch the boat traffic between New Orleans, Paducah and points far to the North and East, a traffic now likely to be revived through the raising of the average river level by means of government dams, one of which is about to be constructed at Gol- conda. A few miles up the river is Cave-In-Rock, made famous by the gang of outlaws who used it as their rendezvous several decades ago. An addition to their other numerous crimes was that of counterfeiting, in which art they were as proficient as any band of coun- terfeiters ever caught in America. The cave made an excellent place for their mint, and as headquarters for LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF their operations. The history of these outlaws has been preserved in book form under the title, ''The Outlaws of Cave-In-Rock", and is of more than local interest. Pope CJounty, and especially Golconda, has produced many excellent men and women, men and women who have gone out into places of honored leadership in the life of the state and the nation. The late Secretary of State, James A. Rose, who served Illinois efficiently in that office for seven years, made his home in Gol- conda, and others, less in the public eye perhaps, but proficient in some important branch of the world's work, are proud to own this old and honored Illinois town as their home. It was in Golconda that C. S. Morrison wrote his "Meditation", which has come to be recognized as one of the very finest musical pro- ductions from an American composei\ But, like every other county in our commonwealth, Pope has its criminal history. In well nigh every com- munity there are those who grow up to shame instead of honor, a burden to their county and liability to the state. Something over forty years ago a happy, trustful young woman stood at the marriage altar with a young man who had won her heart. Before God and man he promised to be to her all that she had a right to expect he would, a faithful husband, provider and protector. The man's name was George Gregory. One day, about two years later, that young woman had great joy in her heart as she looked down into the face of her first born. As she pressed him to her bosom, or looked into his wondering eyes, this mother thought of the coming days when the babe, growing up through childhood and youth, would come to man's es- RAIDER S.GLENN YOUNG 69 tate, and like every good mother she hoped above all else that her son would grow up to be a good man, a man of principle and honor. She named the boy, George Jr. "0 blindness to the future kindly given." Today George Gregory Jr., and Gregory Sr., fill unhonored graves, graves dug by their own sin and folly, graves dug by their defiance of the laws of God and man. The wife and mother now travels alone the rough road to the grave, her awful burden of shame and sorrow al- most too much for flesh and blood to bear. Indeed, if it were not for her simple Christian faith she would utterly collapse in despair. But you are waiting for the story of the tragedy which brought father and son to the dust and I will not keep you longer. Pope County had been having a hard time seeking to enforce the Prohibition Amendment. Many stills had been found along the river and among the hills. Bootleggers plied their trade by river, rail and automo- bile, and, in spite of the fearless efforts of States Attorney Conley to enforce the law, violations were multiplied, and the county became somewhat notorious for this particular brand of lawlessness. Among the most active agents in this illicit liquor manufacturing and sales were the Gregorys, father and son. George Jr., had been lawless from boyhood. If there was any meanness going on in or about Golconda, peo- ple were seldom wrong in suspecting that the Gregory boy had a hand in it. He knew nothing about loyalty, either to parents, friends or God. Time and time again he was know^n to double cross even his best friends. 70 LIFE AXD EXPLOITS OF While still in the adolescent period he had become devoted to gambling and addicted to intoxicants. The spirit of lawlessness grew with the passing years, and, when the Eighteenth Amendment became United States law, George Gregory, aided by his own father, defied and shook his fist in its face. It was in the month of November, 1923, that the career of this pair came to its tragic end, an end for which none but themselves were to blame. For days George Jr., had been drinking and driving through the county heavily armed and defying the county officers to arrest him. One night several shots were fired from ambush into the car of Harry Steyer, and there is good reason to believe that Gregory did the shooting, for it was known that he had threatened to **get" Steyer, who is an officer of the law and had authority to arrest him. On a previous occasion Greg- ory had shot a man by the name of Tom Rogers, and is alleged to have shot and killed his ow^n uncle on the Fair Grounds of Golconda in the fall of 1922. He was not convicted of this crime largely because eye wit- nesses of the shooting so feared the man that they would not dare testify against him. S. Glenn Young was in the Northern part of the state when he received a wire to proceed at once to Golconda if possible. He immediately responded, bring- ing with him four state warrants to serve on the Greg- orys, one for attempt to murder, another for the illegal manufacture of liquor, a third for selling liquor, and the fourth for disturbing the peace. A few weeks prior to this Young had visited the Gregory home, about four miles from Golconda. He went there in the guise of a paint salesman. He proved RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG himself a good one too for he secured the contract from the elder Gregory. At the same time he saw enough with those well trained eyes to strongly confirm sus- picions that the house was being used for the illicit manufacture of "White Mule", not the kind used in patching inner tubes, but the kind which has been so widely and so successfully used in dispatching men. As he talked with George Gregory, Sr., the son and a stranger could be seen peering down cautiously from an upstairs window, the window of a room in which a still was found at a later date. Young detected nervousness on the part of the old man as he approached him. He noted the nervousness of the wife, who, evidently fearing that her husband might fire upon Glenn without asking any questions called to him and said, 'Tell him what you want". The senior partner in the firm of Gregory and Son, Boot- leggers, was evidently considerably relieved to find that all the stranger wanted was a paint contract. Doubt- less this relief was no small factor in the securing of the order. Upon arriving in Golconda in response to the urgent message received, Young, accompanied by two or three deputized men, went out to the Gregory place and waited. They lay out in the weeds not far from the house watching for evidence of the father and son's presence. Some time during the night they came in. together with a third man named Lewis. The mother testified later that upon their entrance they accused her of tell- ing on them, and that the father said to the boy, "Now George, do what you said you'd do to her", and that her son proceeded to beat her unmercifully with LIFE AX D EXPLOITS OF his .45 caliber revolver, rupturing her ear drum and battering her body until she was bruised from head to foot. In the meantime the husband and father looked on, evidently enjoying the dastardly and inhuman deed. No cries were heard from within by the watchers in the weeds, but the woman, all but dead, was found later when they raided the house to arrest the men, hoping to catch them red handed at their liquor fac- tory. They, however, fearing perhaps that the mother was dead, and possibly suspicious that someone was about the place, made their get-away, leaving behind them one-legged Lewis, their accomplice in the illicit business. Glenn compelled Lewis to tell where the Gregorys were likely to be found, and learned that he would probably run on to them down at the Lewis cabin, at New Liberty, about twenty miles south of Golconda. Early on the following morning they drove down to the Lewis place. The Gregorys were not there. Feel- ing reasonably certain that they would come there. Young and his three companions, Harry Steyer, John Frothingham and Roy Paget,''' remained in the cabin where they waited patiently for the coming of the men whom they were now doubly anxious to apprehend and bring to justice. Slowly the hours passed, and they began to think that their birds had flown to parts unknown. But at four o'clock they drove up in front of the old cabin and started to unload. A young woman, boon companion and sweetheart of George Jr., was the only one of the three who ever entered the place. Upon her entry she was immediately *Steyer, Frothingham and Papret later "turned bad" and all three are now in the Southern Illinois Penitentiary for a Pope County bank i-obbery, com- mitted in 1924. RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG 73 warned and placed in the custody of Roy Paget. Glenn and his other companions then stepped out of doors. The Gregorys immediately opened fire, the older man firing the first shot. It missed its mark, striking the house not far from where Glenn was standing. Again he fired, this shot coming closer, and almost fanning the face of Young, who, now having waited long enough, took quick aim and fired. The senior Greg- ory fell to earth, as he was in the act of firing his third shot at the officer, whose prowess again proved his sal- vation. George Jr., who was on the other side of the car also got his gun into play, firing twice before a well directed shot from Glenn's automatic brought him down mortally wounded to the soil. The senior Gregory died immediately, but the son lived for several hours after fc^eing shot. A physician was called as promptly as possible, and the wounded man removed to the hospital, where he died. The Gregorys were found to have been very heavily armed. They carried with them at the time they were killed, two .45 Colts, two double-barreled shot guns, two .38 Smith and Westons, and thirty-six shot gun shells loaded with buckshot. In the investigation that followed the killing of these desperadoes, Gregory's girl companion whom I shall not name for the sake of her respected parents, told of their violation of the liquor laws, of their heavy drinking and their threats to kill any officer who dai-ed interfere with them. Gregory Jr., had declared that he would never be taken alive. This testimony was confirmjed by that of Ed. Threlkeld, a taxi driver and close friend of the younger man. LIFE AXD EXPLOITS OF When the news of the death of these two men leached Golconda it created a great sensation. Many experienced a feeling of relief, for George Gregory, Junior, had bean the ring leader among violators of law in the county. Little sympathy was expressed for the men who had tragically paid the final price of their folly. Much sympathy was expressed, however, for the aged and battered mother, lying at the point of death, beaten by the boy for whom she had gone down into the valley of the shadow that he might be brought into the world, beaten by the boy who had once been innocent and pure, the boy for whom her heart had planned and for whom her hands had lovingly wrought throughout the years since she first nestled him against her bosom. Wasn't it just like a mother to blame the boy's wild career and dishonorable end upon the hus- band and father? And wasn't it just like a mother to find a grain of comfort in the fact that after her boy had beaten her he came back into the room where she lay for a moment and asked her a qu^estion? Perhaps her poor old heart felt that the fact that he did that much showed that he had some concern for her and a little pity. God bless such mothers with a great future blessing who can find some good even in the w^orst, something to love even in the vilest. The mother still liV|es. Respected by neighbors and friends, this innocent and deeply wronged woman, whose life was a daily terror and who never sympa- thized with the evil ways of her husband and son, is an object of pity to all who know her. Her simple Christian faith alone sustains her, and it is well that for those of such faith Gethsemane and Calvary are followed at length by the hour of glorification. What RAIDER S. GLENN YOUNG that mother has failed to find in the garden of tears, may she find some day in the homeland of the soul. The death of the Gregorys will long be remembered in Pope County. Possibly their lives will serve as bea- cons of warning to those who follow after. There are young men gi'owing up there today just as careless of God and as defiant of law, as George Gregory was. May his tragic and dishonorable end yet serve to turn them back from the gates of shame and death, inscrib- ing deep upon heart and conscience the supreme folly of ignoring God and of playing fast and loose with the laws which He has ordained for the safeguarding of the social body. Above the history of this father and son I would write large the eternal truth that, 'THE WAGES OF SIN IS DEATH". LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF RAIDER S. GLEN X YOUNG WILLIAMSON COUNTY WILLIAMSON County, the stage whereon the Si3nsational events my pen will now endeavor to record were enacted, is that section of Illinois whose inhabitants (many people suppose) have not yet discovered the ten commandments, and where young men upon graduation from high school are handed a thirty-two caliber revolver instead of a di- ploma. It is that one of the 102 counties in the state where there are supposed to be just two classes of people, namely those who have a little still, and those who still have a little. Geographically, it is the heart of Southern Illinois, commonly known as '"Egypt", so called because at one time it was the granary of the country. It is approxi- mately twenty-four miles long from East to West, and eighteen from North to South. It has an area of 432 square miles and 276,480 acres of land. This land has become famous in recent years for its bituminous coal, none finer being found anywhere in the world. It has produced more soft fuel than any other county in the state. For a period of five years its annual production was over ten million tons per year. It has been esti- mated that there is coal enough beneath the surface of Williamson to last for at least 150 years. Nor is all the county's w^ealth beneath its surface, for its fields are fertile, yielding good harvests of wheat, oats, com, potatoes, melons and all kinds of small fruits and vegetables. The Southern section of the county is part of one of the richest fruit districts 78 LIFE AND EXPLOITS OF in the United States, and is noted particularly for its luscious apples and peaches, which are more and more in demand in the large distributing centers of the country. The Williamson County Farm Bureau is doing excellent work in the promotion of scientific farming, and in the encouragement of fruit growing. The Williamson County Fair Association, which cele- bi-ated its 67th anniversary in 1923, is also doing much toward the increase of production and the improvement of methods. The population of the county runs close to 65,000, over ten thousand of whom are of foneign birth. In Ilerrin, which has the largest foreign citizenship, there are no less than sixteen nationalities represented, including Italians, Lithuanians, Russians, Poles and Greeks. About 3,000 of the number are Italian. John- ston City, a town of 9,000 inhabitants is fully 30 per cent foreign. Marion, the county seat, has a popula- tion of approximately 12,500, less than two thousand being of foreign birth, while Cartei^ville with over 4,000 is almost 100 per cent American, over 90 per cent of whom own their own homes. Six railroads touch the county, including the Illinois Central Line from St. Louis to Paducah, Ky., Chicago and Eastern Illinois, Chicago, Burlington and Quincy, Missouri Pacific, Marion and Eastern, and the Big Four. The Coal Belt Electric Line connects Marion with Car- terville and Herrin. In addition to these lines of trans- portation, the county has over fifty miles of hard road, exclusive of paving in the cities, n