While assisting the Box Elder County Sheriff in the capture of two men wanted for robbery, a chase began from Hot Springs Stable eastward into the mountains. Captain Brown, along with four other officers, searched the hillside on horseback until they could go no further, then proceeded on foot. They caught sight of the outlaws and called for them to surrender. The elder robber responded with a fusillade of shots and was killed by a shot fired by Captain Brown. The younger man started to run and Captain Brown ran along the hillside toward him. Suddenly, when they were about forty yards apart, the robber turned and fired at Captain Brown. The bullet pierced Brown's body on the right side, cutting through a heavy notebook and passing through his heart. As Brown fell face downward on the rocks, the bandit ran for cover and surrendered. At the time of his murder, 35-year-old Captain Brown had been a police officer for eight years and was the father of five children ranging in age from 2 to 12.

WILLIAM ANDERSON BROWN November 30, 1863 - April 30, 1899

 

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William A. Brown

As a result of an effort to capture two desperadoes, Captain William A. Brown, of the police department of Ogden City, lies dead, and one of the desperadoes paid the penalty of his life for his criminality. It was with the deepest regret that the citizens of Ogden learned of the terrible catastrophe, and but for the intervention of more conservative minds the remaining criminal would have ended his days at the end of a rope. That Captain Brown died in the fulfillment of his duty, and that his death was partially avenged was not sufficient to allay the excitement caused thereby. That he should have been a member of the police department for nearly ten years and have distinguished himself a number of times by his faithfulness to duty, and by his nerve and courage in the face of the most imminent danger, does not suffice to quiet the feeling of resentment that such a man should have fallen at the hands of the vilest of criminals

The story of his death is told in many ways, but all through each of the stories runs the story of a man's bravery, intrepidity and daring, as well as his desire to save the shedding of blood

On Saturday night there was a holdup in Brigham City, and the two thieves who did the work secured considerable booty. They left the city in the direction of Hot Springs, and in pursuit of them was Sheriff Cardon, of Box Elder county, and a deputy. When they reached the Hot Springs, about 10 o'clock, they encountered the desperadoes, and the men immediately attempted to escape. They were called upon to halt, and instead of doing so began to fire upon the officers. There was a running fire kept up for several minutes, the desperadoes running around the end of the stables at the Springs and escaping to the mountains.

About 2:30 Sunday morning Sheriff Cardon telephoned into the police department of Ogden for assistance, and Captain Brown, who was on duty nights, answered the telephone. He immediately awakened Chief Davenport, who told him to call up Sheriff Layne, as the men could not be spared from the police force. In response to a query if he, Brown, could go, the chief gave his consent. Layne was called up, and Deputy Sheriffs Belnap and Bailey were also aroused, and the quartet left at about 4:30 for the Springs. They were met there by the sheriff of Box Elder county, Deputy Sheriff Thompson, and Constable Wells, and they immediately began to scour the country about the Springs. After the shooting of the night before the desperadoes had gone straight up the mountain east of the Springs, and it was through the canyons and over the ridges of the Wasatch mountains that they were trailed. At 9 o'clock the men had been trailed well up the mountains and the trail had been lost. Brown and Bailey were together, and Layne, Belnap and Wells were on another trail. While going down to water the horses, Layne again found the trail, and as he marked the spot with some rocks he was seen by the captain and Bailey, and they thought he and Wells were the desperadoes and hurried back down the mountain. They all landed at the Springs, where they had lunch, and then they started out on the hunt again. They picked up the trail at the spot where Layne had marked it, and as Sheriff Layne tells it, from there they divided up, Layne, Bailey, Constable Wells and Deputy Thompson going in one direction, and Belnap, Brown and Cardon going up the mountain in the direction of the Chamberlain ranch. The latter three were to go around a projecting point and meet Layne and Bailey some miles farther on. Brown, Bailey and Cardon climbed well up the mountain with their horses, until they could go no farther, and then they went afoot. As they were crossing a gully they caught sight of the desperadoes, and they swung away out and around them and came to a point above them. They called upon them to surrender, but there was no reply and they then made a detour and came down on the side of the gully opposite the men and nearer on a level, though one hundred feet above them. They called upon them again to surrender and fired a shot over their heads, and the elder of the two with a string of oaths, replied with a fusillade of shots. The officers sought shelter behind a ridge of rocks, and the fusillade continued. They all three then took aim and unloaded their weapons into the elder of the two desperadoes, and he fell, dead. The younger then started to run and Brown cried out, 'By hell, I'll catch him alive,' and springing from cover he ran along the side hill toward the man. The others cried out to him not to take any chances, but on he went and was gaining on the man, when, as he was about twenty-five yards from the other officers, and the desperado perhaps forty yards ahead of him, the desperado turned and whipping his gun to sight, fired, the bullet entering Brown's body on the right side, cutting through a heavy note book and passing through his body. As he fell the desperado ran for cover, fired a few times from behind a rock, and a moment later putting up his left hand as if for a flag of truce. The officers called to him to put up both hands, and he slowly raised the other hand and gave himself up. The officers then examined Brown and found that he had been instantly killed.

When the firing was heard by Layne and Bailey, Layne's horse had just been tied, but Bailey put spurs to his horse and started in the direction of the sound of the shots. As he was riding up the mountain side Belnap came running down afoot and told him that 'Billy Brown had been killed, and one of the desperadoes was also killed. Bailey immediately rode to the Springs and the news was telephoned to Ogden. Layne, Belnap and a large number of people who had been attracted by the shooting then went back to the place of the shooting, and tying the dead desperado onto a horse brought him down, while six men picked up Captain Brown's body, and carried it down the mountains. The shooting occurred about three miles above the Hot Springs, and almost directly above Dan Woodland's house.

Immediately the word of the killing was received at Ogden it spread like wildfire, and hundreds of people started for the Springs. There the younger criminal was taken, put in irons, and between Deputy Sheriff Belnap and Constable Wells was taken to Brigham City, else when the Ogden people arrived there would certainly have been no necessity of holding a trial, and an inquest would have been in order.

An inquest was held on the bodies of Captain Brown and the dead desperado, and then the remains of Captain Brown were brought to Ogden. They were followed here by hundreds of the people who went out in the afternoon, and as the news spread that the body was here the crowd that gathered in front of the Larkin undertaking parlors would number a thousand. There were many threats of lynching, and a mob started to the Hot Springs to get the murderer, but they learned on the way that he had been taken to Brigham City, and they returned to the city. Captain Brown's body was taken to his home, where it will remain until the funeral.

The scene at his home is too painful to be described. Only the evening before he had left the house in the most cheerful frame of mind, in the best of health, strong in his youthful manhood, and happy in the love of his wife, children, his brothers, sisters and mother. Twenty-four hours later he was brought back a soulless piece of clay, done to death while he was fulfilling his duty to the citizens of his country. A broken-hearted family, weeping because of man's inhumanity to man, bereaved of the mainstay, their beloved husband, father, brother and son, inconsolable in their grief, which had come upon them like a bolt of lightning out of a clear sky.

Captain Brown was 'Billy' Brown to everybody. He was an officer strict in his attention to duty, loyal in his support of his superiors, firm in his ideas of justice and right, and one of the best men who ever lived. He was a brave, fearless man, with a record of perhaps more arrests to his credit than any other man on the force and had been selected for captain and appointed to that position only three weeks ago, when the council created the office of captain. He became a member of the force on the 22d day of February, 1891, was given a service stripe on July 16, 1897, which was for his five years service. He was appointed captain on April 9, 1899, and has since that time been in that position. In the department he was loved by all the force; he was respected because of his retentive memory of faces, and for his aptness in his work. He was a valuable aid and assistant to the chief in his capacity of depot police, which beat he filled most acceptably because he knew every criminal by name and description, and none could step from a train that he would not be recognized by then Patrolman Brown.

AS BELNAP SAW THE FIGHT
Brown Killed the Dead Robber and Wanted to Catch the Other Alive

Deputy Sheriff Joseph Belnap, who was with Captain Brown when the fight took place, told his story to a Standard representative over the telephone this morning. He is at present at Willard and will probably return to Ogden tonight. He says that when they first saw the desperadoes they were trailing them over the top of a ridge and saw the men half a mile further on, and was below them. All three of the officers, Brown, Belnap, and Sheriff Cardon, started on a run down the slope toward them calling on them to surrender.

We coaxed them and told them we would not hurt them if they would give themselves up, and were within a hundred yards of them and gaining on them when they shot at us. Brown was about twenty yards ahead of the sheriff and myself. Billy was outrunning them and they saw that they would be caught. We called to him not to go so fast as he was taking chances. Then we shot at the big fellow, and he fell over. Brown started out ahead at a rapid pace, and cried out, 'By hell, I'll get that fellow alive,' and both were running as fast as they could with Billy gaining on the robber. Suddenly, when they were about forty yards apart, the robber turned and fired at Billy. Billy was running on the side of the hill and was off his balance, but he fired at the robber. Both had missed. Then the robber turned again and whipped his revolver to an aim and fired again, this time striking Billy and he fell face downward on the rocks. The fellow then ran behind the rocks and we fired one shot at the rocks, chipping off a piece, and calling on him to throw up his hands. He put up his left hand and we called to him to put up both hands, and after a little bit he put them both up. We told him to leave his pistol and walk out and he did so, and we ironed him and went to look at Billy. He killed Billy instantly.

When asked who killed the robber, Belnap said that Brown killed him. He was carrying a 38-calibre Colt and the bullet entered the right shoulder near the backbone and had passed almost through the body. Sheriff Cardon carried a 44 and Belnap a Winchester. The inquest is being held over the dead robber at this hour, 3 o'clock, with Justice A. Ward acting as coroner.

On the body of the dead robber were found several photographs, one of a woman, handsome, about 22 years of age, and on the back of it was written to my dear wife, Lena. The photo of a child in long clothes was also among them, and it was taken in Seattle, while the former was taken in Alameda, Cal.

Belnap said that they feared that there might be an attempt at lynching, and the younger robber, James Morgan, is being closely guarded. He is showing no more interest in the matter than he did at the time of the shooting, except that he feels the death of his brother apparently very keenly.

THE DESPERADOS

The desperadoes had no appearance of their being hardened criminals, though their acts indicated that they were not novices. One, the elder, was about 30 years of age, heavily built, and when he hurled his defy at the officers was bitter in his cursing. He was hit by but one ball of the three shots fired, and Deputy Sheriff Belnap takes satisfaction in the feeling that it was Brown who killed him. Brown was a good pistol shot and his nerve never failed him. The dead man was a blonde, as is also the one who still lives. The younger man is only about 19 years of age, light build, and refuses to talk, further than to say that they two were brothers, named Morgan, and were from Chicago. He acted in a stolid manner after surrendering, and appeared to care little about his position. Each of the robbers was armed with two pistols. They carried a 45 Colt apiece, and the dead man had also a 38 calibre, and the live one a 22 calibre.

William A. Brown

William Anderson Brown was born in Ogden, Nov. 30, 1863, and was the son of the late Judge Francis A. Brown. He was 36 years old last November. [Note: Nov. 1863 - April 1899 is age 35. He was married fourteen years ago to Miss Hattie Lewis, a daughter of Bishop Lewis of Logan, and only the week before he was promoted to the captaincy of the police force her mother died at Logan. The promotion was made during his absence in attendance at the funeral. His death leaves fatherless five children, ranging from 12 to 2 years of age. He has three brothers living, Charles C., Israel D., and Bruce L. Brown, the latter being now on a mission to Germany. The sisters of the deceased are Mrs. F. J. Cannon, Mrs. Joe Ballantyne, Mrs. G. H. Islaub, and Misses Hattie, Annie, May and Frances Brown. His relatives over the city, county and state will number into the thousands, and his friends are numberless almost as the sands of the sea.

Captain Brown's grandfather (father of his mother), was Captain Anderson of the Nauvoo guards, and was killed while guarding one of the gates of that city. His uncle, Augustus Anderson, was killed almost at the same time, and one of his brothers, Francis Brown, was killed on the railroad at Rawlins twenty-eight years ago. A strange fatality seems to hang over the family, this being the third violent death.

AT THE POLICE DEPARTMENT

Captain Brown was the prime favorite at the police department. Everybody was his friend, and when he was appointed captain all the boys were happy. There was no jealousy. All were glad 'Billy' had been promoted. When the word of his death was received it came as a terrible shock, and every man from Chief Davenport, who has been for ten years his associate in the police work, to those who were youngest on the force, felt that the best man on the force, and their firmest and truest friend, was gone. His life there has been correct, as it was in every other place, and the vacancy in the department caused by the dastardly tragedy will be a long time vacant before it is filled by one as competent.

NEWS AT SALT LAKE

The news of Brown's death was received at the police headquarters at Salt Lake about 4 o'clock and Chief Davenport, who had been there for an hour on business, had just left the office of Chief Hilton. An officer was sent after him and he was told of the tragedy. An effort was made to get a special train from Salt Lake, but he was compelled to wait for the 6:40, arriving here at 7:45. Chief Davenport was very much affected, as Brown had been his right hand man, and they had worked together for almost ten years. Among the officers at Salt Lake there was much regret at the death. Brown had made friends of them all. When the train reached Farmington on the way to Ogden Sheriff Abbott got on with further news of the tragedy, and came on up to Ogden.

THE BASE BALL BOYS

Opening Game of the Season is Postponed on Account of the Tragedy.

The manager of the Ogden base ball team has postponed the game of ball which was to have been played here.

HOW CAPTAIN BROWN DIED

The Story in Full as Told by Deputy Sheriff Belnap
Brown Was Always in the Lead on the Chase--Discovered the Robbers and
Called to Belnap and Cardon--The Tragedy Occurred in a Deep Canyon

Deputy Sheriff Joseph Belnap returned from Willard last night, and to a representative of The Standard he told the story of the killing of Captain Brown in detail this morning.
He said, beginning at the trouble of the hold-up at Brigham City:
The robbers were at Brigham City all day Saturday and in the evening they bought some crackers at a little grocery store there. They went on the road and sat down and ate their lunch, and waited there until after dark, alongside the road. They intended to hold up the first man they saw coming along. Finally they started along the road, and a short time after they heard some one coming behind them. They turned around and went back and met him. It was the man Hanson. They put their guns in his face and told him to put up his hands. He had a pack in one hand and a bucket of milk in the other, and told them he could not do it. The robber who is now dead took the bucket from his hand and then the pack was laid down on the ground. They then made him get through the fence inside a field, where they compelled him to lay down, and they bound and gagged him. They tied his hands, feet and knees together and then they stuffed his handkerchief in his mouth. The pack contained samples of silverware, and the bucket contained milk. They searched the man and took from him his watch and $1.90 in cash; then the younger one took his shoes and laid a wrap over his feet, and after drinking the milk they went on. Hanson broke the string around his knees and then worked loose and hurried to his home, where he got a pair of shoes, and then went to Brigham City, where he notified the officers.

Sheriff Cardon and Deputy Sheriff Thompson got into a rig and drove to the Hot Springs, notifying Constable Wells at Willard as they went along. The robbers meanwhile had crossed the O.S.L. track and headed for the Springs, taking with them the booty. The officers reached the Springs half an hour ahead of the robbers, and were watching for them as they came down the O.S.L. track. The sheriff and his deputy and a young man from the Springs walked out the track as they saw them coming, and as soon as the officers spoke they broke into a run up the county road. The officers were close after them, and when the robbers got on a line with the stable north of the Springs they looked like they were going to escape and the officers fired, and they began to shoot at the officers. They kept running up the main road until they came to a point of rocks about a hundred yards north of the Springs. They were in hiding then and the officers' ammunition was exhausted. This was about 10 o'clock. The robbers had fired three or four shots apiece from behind the point of rocks, and then the officers ran back out of the way. The robbers then jumped out and followed the old road in a northeast direction up the mountain. They went in this direction until they reached Cragun Bro's Lucerne pasture. They went from there almost in a northern direction until they were directly east of Wedell=s ranch. From there they turned directly east to the foot of the mountains, and climbed to the backbone of the ridge. They went clear to the top, just northeast of Wedell's ranch. They turned and went down the next ridge north, about 150 yards north, and below the top of the mountain, where they found a cedar tree. They got some cedar boughs and sat there until Sunday morning.

Immediately after the officers had taken to their heels after their ammunition had given out, they went to the Springs and telephoned to the police station at Ogden for assistance. Captain Brown was on duty and he answered the phone. He called up Sheriff Layne, and they called up Deputy Belnap and Deputy Bailey. Brown told the sheriff he would go if the chief would let him off. The four met at the Utah Loan and Trust corner later, and there they divided up, Bailey and Brown taking the Harrisville road, and Belnap and Layne going the North Ogden road to the Springs. Brown and Bailey reached the Springs ahead of Layne and Belnap and there they were met by Cardon and Thompson at daylight.

There they organized themselves into parties of two each, Bailey and Brown going directly east over the hill, Cardon, Thompson and the young man from the Springs taking the track of the robbers, and Layne and Belnap going north on the main road to the cold springs and then up the mountain. At the lucerne patch Layne and Belnap met Deputy Thompson and the young man from the Springs. From there Layne and Belnap went north toward Wedell=s ranch and Thompson and his man going northeast. At Wedell=s ranch Layne left Belnap and started back to the Springs to water his horse, and Belnap went to the Chamberlain ranch. There he arranged for dinner, and as he stepped out and was looking down the mountain he saw two men coming toward each other, and one waved his hat. Up to that time they were not on the trail. The men met and went on down the mountain, and Belnap and Thompson after them. When they reached the Springs they discovered that the men they had been trailing were Layne and the man from the Springs, and that Layne had waved his hat because he had found the trail. This was at a point where we had parted before we went to Chamberlain's ranch.

Brown and Bailey had returned to the Springs before we did. We all went to the Springs for breakfast, and after breakfast Thompson went to the lucerne patch where he had left his horse and we all got into buggies and rode to the point where Sheriff Layne had found the trail. There we again divided up, Sheriff Layne and Deputy Bailey going back to the road with their buggies, after arranging to skirt the hill, notify everybody they saw, and meet Brown, Cardon and Belnap after they went around and over the foothills. The latter party caught the trail of the robbers up to where they camped all night and until Sunday morning, and they spent a few seconds there looking for the trail from there. Belnap found that trail, and they were after the men and down the mountain as fast as Billy Brown, who was always in the lead, could go. The robbers were headed down the mountain, and the officers had followed their trail about 100 yards, when according to the story of the live robber, they first knew they were on their trail. When they arrived at the tree Belnap says, 'Here are their tracks and they are as fresh as ours,' and all knew they were very close upon them. A few moments later they saw them running down the mountain toward the west, and Awe shouted to them to stop, and they would not do it. Billy Brown was ahead. He was always ahead. Here Cardon called to Billy two or three times to not go so fast, and to not get so far ahead. We kept this pace up for about half a mile, over ridges and rocks, and we had lost sight of our men. They were running down a ridge, the same we were on. Billy was about twenty-five yards ahead, and we reached the edge of a cliff or the edge of the ridge. There was a steep drop of about 15 feet, and Billy went down it in a rush, and called to us, 'Here they are, boys,' and then we came to the top of the ridge. Billy called to them to halt and throw up their hands, and I called from above for them 'to hold up their hands and give themselves up, that they would not be hurt.' When they heard us, both had guns in their hands, and they were about seventy-five yards from Cardon and I, and about fifty yards from Billy. All of us were in the open, and none of us, robber or officer, could have hidden within a number of yards. The canyon faces west, and Billy had to hold on to brush, the hill was so steep. As they turned and raised their guns to shoot all three of us shot, Billy a little ahead of Cardon and I. The big fellow dropped, and as he dropped the young fellow shot at Billy and missed. As the young robber started to shoot again, Billy was off his balance, but he and Cardon shot and missed and I pulled my Winchester on him and pulled the trigger, but I had forgotten to throw the old shell out and the hammer struck the exploded cap, and just at that second the robber fired and Billy gave a sharp cry and fell forward. The robber had aimed with his revolver resting on his left arm and took steady aim. Cardon and I both shot at him as he dropped behind the rock near where his brother lay, and I fired again as he raised his head, chipping the rock and throwing it in his face. We called to him to surrender, and he cried out, You have killed my brother, and I called to him that he had killed a better man than half a dozen such as he. He was called to again to surrender and he put up his left hand. We told him to put up both hands, and a moment later he put them up and I covered him with my Winchester. Cardon held his gun on the robber who had dropped, because we thought he might be feigning, and when we got up close I tossed Cardon my cuffs and he ironed the live one. The other was dead. I left Cardon with the live robber and went over to see Billy, and he was dead. He fell face forward and went down the side of the hill about twelve feet. He tried to get up after his first fall.
I left Cardon with the men then and started down the hill toward the foothills, and there I met Constable Wells, who had watched the fight through field glasses. I told him, and then Bailey and Sheriff Layne that Billy was killed, and they went after the bodies, the sheriff getting a buggy to bring Billy's body down, while the robber was strapped over a horse. Billy's body was carried down the mountain by Sheriff Layne, Deputy Bailey and several others. A braver man never lived, and he died like the bravest. He was not reckless. It would have been the same if any man had seen them. He ran onto them and he stood his ground, and he got his man.

HOW BROWN WAS KILLED
The Fatal Shot Was Fired by the Robber Who is Now Alive

Following is the verdict of the coroner's jury at Willard yesterday:
An inquest having been held at Willard precinct, Box Elder county, on the 1st day of May, 1899, before Alfred Ward, justice of the peace of Willard precinct, in said county, upon the body of William A. Brown, there lying dead, by the jurors whose names are hereunto subscribed, the said jurors, upon their oaths, do say, after hearing all the evidence, that the said William A. Brown came to his death from a mortal wound inflicted feloniously and with malice aforethought by a pistol held in the hands of James Morgan; from which wound said Brown died, and these jurors do say that the said James Morgan did kill and murder the said William A. Brown. In testimony whereof the said jurors have hereunto affixed their hands the day and year aforesaid.
F.M. COOK
JAMES M. DALTON
T. A. NEBEKER,
Jurors.
Attest: Alfred Ward, Justice of the Peace of Willard Precinct.

The verdict on the body of Morgan was in substance:
That he was shot by a pistol in the hands of an officer of either Box Elder or Weber county, in the discharge of his duty.

May 5, 1899

FUNERAL OF CAPTAIN BROWN
A Magnificent and Worthy Tribute to His Memory.
Two Thousand People Attend the Obsequies--Impressive Ceremonies--
A Funeral Cortege Over a Mile in Length.

The funeral services over the late Captain of Police, William Anderson Brown, who lost his life in the apprehending of desperadoes Sunday afternoon, were held from the Tabernacle this afternoon at 2 o-clock. The presence of over two thousand people at the obsequies was a fitting tribute to the memory of this worthy officer and the services, though short, because of the weakness of his mother and wife, were most impressive.
The remains were escorted from the residence to the tabernacle by the A.O.U.W. of which order the deceased was a member, and the formation was as follows:

Sheriff Layne.
Ogden City Band.
A.O.U.W.
Hearse, with six of the police officers as pall bearers.
Fire department on foot.
Chief Hilton and officers of the Salt Lake Police Department.
Carriages with relatives.
Mayor, City Council and officers.
Citizens in carriages.

Arrived at the Tabernacle the band and A.O.U.W. stood unmoved until the remains were placed in the Tabernacle. On the casket were a multitude of floral offerings from the different departments of the city, and from the A.O.U.W. and friends. The auditorium was crowded to standing room and outside there were over a thousand people.
The casket was placed upon the first platform at the Tabernacle and the relatives of the deceased occupied nearly a third of the Tabernacle. On the upper platform were Apostle Richards, President A.M. Cannon, Presidents Flygare and Middleton, Bishops Stephens and Wade and many other high church dignitaries; Chief Davenport and seven members of the police force; Sheriff Layne, Deputy Belnap, Chief of Police Hilton of Salt Lake, and several members of the force, and many others. President Joseph F. Smith was to have been the principal speaker, but he was detained in Salt Lake.
The services at the Tabernacle began at 2:30, Bishop Stephens presiding, and were opened by a solo, O, My Father, by H. Anderson, assisted by the Tabernacle choir.
Hon. Lorin Farr, for twenty years mayor of Ogden in the early days, offered the opening prayer. A trio of young girls then sang, Jesus Is Calling in a very tender and touching manner and Mayor Boyle spoke for several minutes on the merits of the deceased. He spoke warm and sympathetic words of praise and condolence of the man who had laid down his life for his people; a brave man, a noble man, one of generous impulses, a warm heart, and a true nature. Of his services to the city Mayor Boyle spoke feelingly, and then concluded with words of comfort for the bereaved.
President C.F. Middleton spoke for a few minutes in the same strain. He had known Captain Brown from his boyhood up and his life was without a blemish.
As this report closed, President Angus M. Cannon, of Salt Lake stake, was talking. He, too, had known Captain Brown all his life and realized the extent of his loss to his family and the community. At the conclusion of the services the cortege was re-formed and escorted the remains to the City cemetery, where all that was mortal of Captain Brown was laid to rest.

MAJORS SENTENCED TO DEATH
Will be Shot to Death on Friday, July 7.
Prisoner Showed No Emotion at Time of Sentence--
Says He Will Not Break Down--Motion for a New Trial.

Special to the Standard:
Brigham City, May 16

Judge Hart this morning sentenced Abe Majors, alias James Morgan to death, for the killing of Police Captain Brown of Ogden City, on April 30th. The prisoner chose shooting as the mode of exit from this world, and he will be shot on July 7th between the hours of 10 a.m. and 4 p.m., the execution to be performed by the sheriff of Box Elder county.
There was a large crowd in court when the prisoner was brought in. His attorneys, Chase and Call and Prosecuting Attorney Jones and the officers were present. Judge Hart asked if there was any legal cause for not pronouncing sentence, and attorney for defense asked to arrest judgement, and asked time to prepare motion for new trial. They presented an affidavit of impecuniosity of defendant, and asked the court to pay costs on appeal and for transcription of evidence and record. The prosecuting attorney entered no objection to the latter but opposed the granting of the motion for a new trial. The court denied the motion for a new trial as he knew of no reversible errors.
The prisoner was then told to stand up, and every eye in the court room was centered upon him. The silence was oppressive as Judge Hart asked him if he had anything to say why sentence should not be passed upon him. He was very cool, and answered no. Asked if he had any choice as to the manner of death he said he chose shooting. The court then sentenced him to be shot until dead, the execution to take place on Friday July 7th, between the hours of 10 a.m. and 4 p.m. and at the hands of the sheriff of Box Elder county, the prisoner to be confined in the state prison until the time of execution. The prisoner never showed the least emotion, and he has said that he would never break down.
One of the points upon which a new trial was based, was an alleged agreement between attorneys for defense and the prosecuting attorney, that Attorney Allison should not assist the prosecution. The court ruled that it would not take cognizance of such an allegation in connection with the motion for new trial.

May 19, 1899s

NO END TO CRIME
Slayers of Ogden's Police Captain Have Murderous Friends.
California Penitentiary the Scene of Two Crimes in Which the Names
of the Majors are Prominently Mentioned--A Criminal Avenges the
Hanging of the Majors Boy's Father

San Francisco, May 16 - Jacob Oppenheimer, a prisoner serving a life term in the San Quentin penitentiary for the murder of a fellow convict named Ross at the Folsom state prison, last night attacked a guard named James McDonald, stabbing him five times. The guard will die.
Yesterday at the Folsom prison John Showers, a three-year man, and one of the best-behaved men in the prison, was stabbed to death by George Putnam, a life-long friend of the Majors boys. Revenge was the cause of the Folsom murder, Showers having turned state's evidence in the Lloyd Majors murder case nearly twenty years ago.
Abe Majors is now under a sentence of death in Utah for the murder of Police Captain Brown. Archie Majors was killed by Brown in an attempt to capture the young desperadoes.
Lloyd Majors and a man named Jewell murdered two men in this state twenty years ago and were hanged on the evidence of Showers. Oppenheimer was a friend of the Majors boys, but whether the crimes of the Majors had anything to do with the murder of the guard is not known.
Oppenheimer was reprimanded by Guard McDonald for an infraction of prison rules and attacked the guard, stabbing him three times over the heart and twice in other places.
The guard had no means of defending himself against the onslaught of Oppenheimer, who was subdued by guards and other prisoners who went to the rescue of McDonald. The knife with which Oppenheimer did the stabbing has not been found.