Officers Intercept Frank

Altmann, County Poor

Farm Inmate, on

Bootlegging Trip, Friday.

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BOOZE PEDDLER CAUGHT WITH GOODS ON PERSON

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Acting on Tip, Sheriff

W. J. Julius Observes Man Enter Pregler Home by

Roundabout Way.

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Friday did not happen to be the 13th of the month, and yet it was an unlucky day for Otto Pregler, residing on South German street, and long suspected of manufacturing moonshine by local authorities. He was arrested by Sheriff W J. Julius, that afternoon, on a charge of having sold one bottle of illicit booze to Frank Altmann, an inmate of the county poor farm. Pregler waived examination, upon being arraigned before City Justice N. Henningsen, and was bound over to the Brown county district court under bond of $500.

Charge Against Wife

The officers are said to be in possession of evidence to the effect that Mrs. Pregler disposed of two bottles of moon. A warrant for her arrest has been issued, but it being held in abeyance, due to her delicate condition. It is probable that the warrant will be served upon her in the near future.

Acts on Tip

Friday, Sheriff Julius received a e tip that Altmann was on his way to town, evidently to get a supply of moonshine, as he had previously done. The officer stationed himself at a vantage point and waited until the man hove into sight. Altmann left the main traveled road, near the New Ulm Brick & Tile yards, unconcernedly walked through the yard of a private home and hiked down the hill, along a well-trodden path, to the Pregler residence.

Caught With Goods

Sheriff Julius accosted Altmann, the moment the latter left the alleged source of supply, and, upon searching him, found the goods on his person, in the form of a bottle of moon. He was immediately taken to the office of County Attorney T. O. Streissguth, and upon being questioned, finally admitted that he had purchased the stuff from Pregler, at the latter’s home.

“I Don’t Know Him.”

Upon the strength of this testimony, 0the sheriff apprehended Pregler, who stoutly denied the charge, stating, “I didn’t sell that man (Altmann) any booze. I don’t even know him.”When being informed that the authorities have evidence implicating his wife in an alleged liquor transaction, Pregler lost some of his haughty demeanor.

“You Can’t Get Me.”

Sometime ago, when local authorities raided the Pregler home, in search of moon, they failed to find what they were looking for. They were met by Pregler, who sneeringly said, “You can’t get me.” He will probably be singing a different song, before the heavy hand of the law releases its present grip upon him.

Brown County Journal,

December 25, 1925