Randall sought to have a county-seat town of his own. The "Harrisburg" postoffice was formerly "Centropolis." Randall was editor of the World, postmaster, and the Schooley-Fisher combination for Harrisburg had failed to meet his expectations. One morning "Harrisburg" woke up to find that a plat of "Centropolis" was to be filed about a half mile north of where Schooley had planned the town. The Randall building, postoffice and newspaper had been moved to the new site, at the present Wyatt corner.

Local courts were appealed to and a search warrant issued : a justice issued it, looking for a United States postoffice. As A. H. Dunlavy said : "the warrant accused Charlie Randall of swallowing the postoffice."

Randall could probably have fought it out, but concluded not to do so, and moved the building back to Harrisburg. He soon sold out and went into the railway mail service. In this he undertook to suggest to a superior official of the service an improvement, which suggestion was received with some acrimony on the part of that official. Randall said if he could not use his brains in the service he would resign -- and resign he did. He was too big a man for truculence, as has been demonstrated by his continued rise.

Randall used to drive a roan horse that had a habit of stopping unbidden at times. Usually it could be started by taking it by the bit. One day Mrs. Randall, her sister, and Randall's baby daughter, drove to Ashford. Starting on the return the horse stopped. Mrs. Randall's sisler could not get it to start in the usual way, and Mrs. Randall got out to try her hand. Before the sister could get into the buggy-, the horse started leaving both ladies on the prairie and the baby sitting in the bottom of the buggy.