The daily dispatch. [volume] (Richmond [Va.]) 1850-1884, 1873-07-29

Enter ssfne Desesls Of the lows 0nf-
rage BY am Eyosygitaaass.
s Mr,o r. Killingsworth. Of Omaha, VINO,
be ID szert os the POST Office Depart ment,
was 81, duty on the train on the Chicago anu
Rock Island railroad, which was thrown !
from the track and robbed Dy parry ~ =.
masked and armed men on Monday nlsnt
last, has furnished the Davenport tloWW
Gazette with an interesting account OF tue
affair, from which we quote as io.ioWs:
into the door on the lower side sprang
mnr, with revolver in each hand, ana q
mask on his face. He was the leader OF tue
robbers. as was ascertained afterward. NO
sooner hads he entered than ne tore lne
mask from his face. he was above neuiuu
height, was we'll built, red-faced, SANDY
haired, and had vicious countenanee. az ne
was dressed like laborer. Two otner iel.
lows in masks appeared at the door, VIII =
revolver in each hand, which they leVeiieu
NJ the heads of the inmates. The scoundrei
in the car did all the talking, and ne comT
menced as soon as he was in, shouting at Tue !;
ton of his voice, @Give us those Keys
give us those keys, or | will dow your
brains out! Give us the money, OF
Pjl blow you to we Want
money. Where's them safe-keys! quick,
or some of you'll get killed" AT the
same time he pointed his pistols close to the
heads of the astonished listeners. Where,
the bullion; give us the bullion" Then ne
shouted to his men: Crush in and help.
Come on. Such set of robbers as you are.
Rush in and help" Some one told bur,
gess to give the scoundrel the saie-key, anu
he did so. The fellow unlocked the safe, me e
men Of the door telling the inmates tnat IL
they stirred they would blow thelr
heads of. The chief robber se.zea
.satcbel belonging to Burgess ana
cranmed the safe packages lnto II,
and as he did 80 he said: Here ISN'T nan
as much as we want; where's that ouiiion )
give us that bullioD!" By this time ne was
on his feet. MI Killingsworth pointed 10 %
the bullion on the floor, saying, Inere u
is under your feet" The robber replleo,
" We don't want them things; give us tne
bullion or we'll blow your brains out" ne
evidently did not know what bulllon was, anu
supposed it was coin, and that there were
bags full of gold in the safe. The gold ana
silver bricks on the floor ne thought were
nothing better than lead. AT last tne
bold villain thought it time tor or. MIN
to leave. So he packed up Mr. Rulings
worth's satchel, containing register DOCKS
a package of letters, and few private arti.
Giles, and babe the whole i've get OUT before
him, at the same time pointing his reVol.el
at two Of them, and telling, the men at sne
door to keep sharp watch. Out tne i've
gentlemen walked, and then for the nrst
| time got view of the wreck. Inc cniel
directed them around the place Wnere Tue
engine lay, at the same time expressing tne
hope that nobody was hled-they dlon,
want to kill anybody; all they wanted w, was
| money. He asked If anybody, was killeu,
and lust then Burgess saw the engineer
sitting between the engine and ten
der. both on their sides. He went up
| TO him. found that he was dead, and
told Mr.. Royce so. The head rob-
her EXPRESSED sorrow, and really spoke
as if he meant it, and repeated bis remark
that thew didn't intend to hurt anybody.
Then all the robbers went off towards their
horses. which were hitched about hundred
Yards south of the track, and, mounting
| them. rode away towards the southwest
Mr.. KiIlingsworth felt certain, however, that
only five Of the robbers were mounted. In
fact, he saw but five, though others sald
there were seven. They did not run to
their horses. but walked in deliberate man
ner, and went across the country just as de-
liberately.
The passengers-there were three coaches
of tbem-heard the firing and shouts of the
robbers. and then, with the noise of the
crash in front, were all brought standingand
thrown about generally by the smash-up
ahead. The Chinese all lay down fiat on the
floor. and were in that position when MIR.
Claire went to them. Some of the passen-
gers, after the train stopped, put their heads
out of the windows, and the scoundrels on
the sides of the cut fired down, and told
them to stay in, or they'd be shot. Seve-
raj stepped out upon the platforms, and
were told to get back, and not liking
the looks of the revolvers levelled at
them they obeyed. A few got off at the
rear and started to run away, but the rob-
beers called TO them to come back: /" We
don't want to hurt you;" and the passen-
gers returned, and were told to get iuto the
car quick, which they did. There was one
plucky old gent who got of the rear plat
form and started toward the engine. a
robber told him to go back. He told
the robber to 60 to regions below and
called him scoundrel, and cried
10 the passengers to "come out and
90 for the villains and not let them rob
the:whole train" But nobody was infected
by the old mans heroic conduct, and ne
stood and vented his indignation at the vii
lain on the bank. The firing was almost
constant from its opening until the leader
gave the call to put for the horses. The
fellows on the bank kept firing down the
embankment, without taking aim at any
thing. ~
Rafferty,. excites desire for vengeance in the
hearts Of all who hear the story. There was
a report Yesterday that he was not killed by
n pistol Shot, but that his neck was broken
when the engine turned over. The account
of his fireman, Denis Foley, as MIR. Killings
worth heard him give it, renders it pretty
certain that bullet did the work. Foley
saws that he was shovelling coal into the fur
mace, and was bending with his face to the
door. when Rafferty, pulled his Westing-
house brake, reversed his engine, and then
fell right across him (Foley), and sank to the
floor of the cab.
The fireman asked, "Jack, how's thisP
and just then the engine went of, and
turned over. Foley was sure the fall of the
engineer Was before the displaced rail was
reached. .sss-,.,
Gold watches seemed to be no object to
the robber.chief. There were four of them
in the express car, with costly chains at
tached, on the persons Of the inmates, but
he took no notice Of them. Bullion was
what he wanted.
.sWhen the Tide Goes OUT
Through the weary day on his couch he lay,
With the life-tlde ebbing slow away,
And the dew on his cold brow gathering fast,
As the pendulum numbered moments passed;
A,ndI 4 nd nd x,ninn .uhtcranrinp-