The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-01-02

OSOuliONt Dut ITO bh0 .ceaa'teb W
be sbed with another person all that night,
that he might establis an aIibi in case he
was suspected. But still there was no le-
gal proof against him. The boots never
showed themselves upon his legs, and
Pinkerton even overhauled his room in
search Of them, but without effect. lie
found out, however, that he had pair Of
strong and black-grain boots which he
wore ON rainy days, and Pinkerton resolved
to lay a trap for him on the next wet day,
which happened during the same week
that the accident took place. +,
His trap was this He pursuaded the
superintendent to lay down fine red sand
over all the paths to the Office, and then to
send his spy, hoping that he would come
in his hob-nails. They had not long TO
wait for, expecting a payment of monies
due to him for services not rendered, he
came, wrapped up in big coat, and hav-
ing on those very boots that had
been so long mystery to the detective.
This time there was no mistake. The red
sand was pitted all over with the smallpox
of those tell-tale boots, and now the reader
but to arrest the man.
But what proof was there against him? :?
Vivid circumstantial proof in abundance
legal proof none at ALL r.r
Pinkerton had taken the precaution to
to make perfect casts and drawings of
the impressions in the earth and if he
could get those boots into his possession he
might manage to scare the owner into n
confession. However, he resolved to get
him over to Chicago, under pretence of set
ting him on the persons suspected of having
share in the late smash-up.
In this he was successful, through the CO
operation of the superintendent and,
strange to say, he carried his boots with
him on the train. Pinkerton now made up
his mind that he would have them by hook
or by crook. SO at midway station he got
the conductor, who knew the "spy," to
invite him to take a drink with him and
when they were out together those boots in
some quiet way found their way under Pink
erton's carriage seat. On the arrival of the
train at Chicago, Pinkerton followed his
man until they got into a quiet street, and
then arrested him, charging him point
blank with throwing over the two trains in
question, and also with the robbery of the
Michigan Southern train some two years
} before. Ha
He shook in every limb, turned ghastly
pale, and in half an hour had made full
confession of his crimes He owned that
he and friend robbed the mail at the col
lision between the Illinois Central anC
Michigan Southern, and said they went tC
Europe and spent the money in eighteer
months, when they returned, designing tt
make a regular trade of throwing trains of
the track and robbing the mails. He wa
tried convinced and sentenced to the Jack
sonville penitentiary for life, where he dice
after an imprisonment of ten years.
Such, as near as can remember the facts
/ is the story of these infamous transactions
There is not word exaggerated, although
am pretty sure that may be inexact il
some of the minor details.
And who was the criminal? What wa
the name of the wretch who could thu
harden his heart to destroy his fellow
! creatures wholesale for the sake Of fey
thousand dollars? Reader, he was natura
: son of Lord Byron, and called himsel
=. George Gordon Augustus Byron. Hi
n mother is said to have been Scotch lady
4 living in Ed inburgh at the time of his Dirt
' and Stewart by name. His accomplic
n was n nephew of Sir Charles Napier
o There is no doubt about the truth of tn
Q story. Mr.. Pinkerson is well known a
, over the continent, and in the capitals {
: Europe, as a sort of Police Napoleon, VIII
i never lost any great case he undertook
and whose talents are only equalled by III
o integrity. 1t was he who has always +,
d covered the monies stolen from the Adam
% Express company, and who saved Presidei
o Lincoln's life during his memorable journe
n to Washington, and it was the same grea
n detective who, when yet young mar
It worked up this Byron CASEY. Y. Ecei
y ing Post.
= Quarry of Mud Turtles.