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236 CHAPTER 23 Reward and Jurisdiction Squabbles O n the train that carried Curry to Knoxville, W. B. Carey and Walter Padgett, with their attorney Frank Parks (or Park), struck up a deal with Lieutenant McIntyre concer ning the re ward. They agreed that the men of the Jef ferson City posse w ould split the re ward with McIntyre and the other three policemen. When the train reached the city, the ag reement that had been dra wn up by Parks was signed by Carey and McIntyre, with police ChiefAtkins as witness. However, the next day, Monday, December 16, the other members of the Jef ferson City posse hired legal representation in the firm of Pickle and Turner. Frank Rhoton and John Clevenger publicly stated that Carey had made the agreement without consulting them, and that the y did not ag ree with the division of the reward. The terms specifically stated that the four officers would divide half of the reward, leaving the other half to divide among the seven posse members.The Jefferson City men argued that the officers had nothing to do with the actual capture of Curry, and therefore did not deserve to receive such a large portion of the reward. Rather, the money should be divided among the sole captors of Curry, and W. B. Carey who saw the fugitive in the alle y and initiated the search.1 A legal notice, signed by George Carey, Frank Rhoton, J. A. and John Clevenger, and J. Jennings, was served on Sheriff Fox. It essentially noti fied the sheriff to hold onto Cur ry, and not sur render him to an yone until the reward was paid to the abo ve parties; otherwise he w ould be personally held responsible for damages.2 Later, other claims appeared for a share in the reward or rewards. Two men who deserved it were the wounded patrolmen, Dinwiddie and Sa ylor; one claimant w ho did not was Luther Brady.3 Reward and Jurisdiction Squabbles 237 During the morning of the same da y, the Knoxville Sentinel sent a photographer to the jail to tak e Curry’s picture. Knowing nothing good could come from it, the veteran outlaw said, “You have got no use for my picture, and I don’t care to have any taken.”4 He turned his back to the camera for emphasis, thinking that would put an end to such foolishness. However, someone then made the suggestion that a rear vie w picture could be taken. This was quickly forgotten after Curry turned his head and gave them such a look of hostility , that they were afraid he would kick the camera to pieces. He settled down when Dr. C. E. Lones visited the jail to stitch and dress his head w ounds. He appeared unconcer ned with the pain and e ven joked with the doctor. Meanwhile, the Sentinel made another attempt to capture Cur ry’s image by sending an ar tist to sketch his portrait. Curry was sufficiently distracted by Dr. Lones, that Lloyd Branson, an ar tist of national repute, w as able to complete the portrait. It was an excellent likeness, and was printed on the front page of Monday’s issue of the newspaper.5 Dr. Lones said Curry’s weakened condition was the result of a lar ge quantity of blood loss and e xposure to the e xtremely cold weather. He remarked that his patient’ s rawboned muscular frame, slightl y bowed legs and turned in toes, were the result of a life on horseback.The doctor and reporters assumed that Curry had a good education because he used good, apt language, hardly any slang, and little or no prof anity.6 Curry complimented the doctors concerning their treatment of him, and made efforts to ingratiate himself with the police officers. He gave a fine gold watch to Sergeant Will Malone, and said he w ould probably not have any need of it for some time. He also ga ve one of his two expensive rings to Patrolman Sid Giles, explaining that the officers had been kind to him on the train after his capture.7 Curry then took the opportunity to request some new shoes, since his had been ruined during his attempted escape. He ask ed Sheriff Fox to buy him a pair of number 7E Douglas brand shoes, and some number 10 Lisle socks. He did receive...

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