The Daily Manchester American

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George F. Warren, Esq., whom many of our citizens will remember as a resident of this city, from 1848 to 1852, is at this time Sergeant-at-Arms in the Kansas Legislature. In the absence of Gov. Medary, the Territorial Secretary, Walsh, totally disregarded the acts of the Legislature; whereupon the House ordered the Sergeant-at-Arms to bring the offender before them, to be punished for contempt. The correspondent of the St. Louis Democrat describes the scene as follows:-

Walsh stops at the Johnson House. Warren found him in bed enjoying a siesta. The Sergeant notified him to come. Walsh swore at him. Warren insisted. "I am sick," said the Secretary, "go back and tell them I am sick."

"I'll go back and say you're in bed," responded the heroic Warren, "but I won't tell a lie about it."

"I am the Secretary of the Territory—I am not a subject for contempt."

"Don't care about that," said Sergeant Warren.

"The Organic Act exempts me. Special laws of Congress. You had better take care."

Back went Sergeant Warren for legal instruction, and was immediately ordered to produce the contumacious Secretary, and to pay no attention to what he said, and to take a posse with him. All the boys in town had by this time congregated about, and would have helped Sergeant Warren to duck him in Kaw river if necessary. Warren would let no one go with him but the Sheriff of the county.

"Well, Mr. Secretary, you have got to come."

"I'll be d--d if I do."

"Now, look here, Mr. Walsh, it will be better for you to go quietly. If you resist there will be a rumpus, for we intend to take you if we are obliged to haul you there."

"G--d d--n you, if I had a revolver I would shoot both of you."

"Oh, no, Mr. Walsh," said the Sheriff.

"I'll tell you what it is, Warren," said Secretary Walsh, "you'll catch it for this—I'll settle with you yet."

"Very good, sir, but come along," said Sergeant Warren.

With tears of rage and mortification in his eyes, the great Walsh reluctantly went with them.

"The Secretary of the Territory!" shouted the victorious Warren, as he produced him at the bar.

Then did Walsh undergo the catechetical, as he stood at the bar. He was still impetinent, sulky, and evidently bent on mischief but half subdued. He wanted the requests for articles to come in the shape of a law, and be signed by the Governor. After a good deal of badinage he was released, and declared purged of his contempt.