We selected for our victim the only child of a prominent citizen named Ebenezer Dorset. We knew that Summit couldn't get after us with anything stronger than constables and maybe some lackadaisical bloodhounds and a diatribe or two in the Weekly Farmers' Budget. Philoprogenitiveness, says we, is strong in semi-rural communities therefore and for other reasons, a kidnapping project ought to do better there than in the radius of newspapers that send reporters out in plain clothes to stir up talk about such things. We talked it over on the front steps of the hotel. It contained inhabitants Of as undeleterious and self-satisfied a class of peasantry as ever clustered around a Maypole.īill and me had a joint capital of about six hundred dollars, and we needed just two thousand dollars more to pull off a fraudulent town-lot scheme in Western Illinois with. There was a town down there, as flat as a flannel-cake, and called Summit, of course. It was, as Bill afterward expressed it, "during a moment of temporary mental apparition" but we didn't find that out till later. We were down South, in Alabama - Bill Driscoll and myself - when this kidnapping idea struck us. IT LOOKED like a good thing: but wait till I tell you.
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