The Canton mail. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 18??-1882, 1875-05-01


My joy in this fair child can be:
From hoier home. with love more pure,
His father watches him with me.
To grasp heavens hope. by faith and prayer,
To train his boy to meet him there
For this live! For this I wskei
Help me, dear Lord! for babys sake!
The AIdine.
Captured BY TELEGRAPH.
During the winter of 1869 was en-
ployed as night operator in the railroad
office at D., Iowa The principal
road between Chicago and Council
Bluffs runs through D, and the
great irregular night trains, and the
constant danger of collision resulting
therefrom, rendered the position Of
night operator by no means an easy
one. It may be well to mention here,
as necessary to the following story,
that besides the railroad office, there
was also at D. O business Office of
the Union company. This we always
spoke of as the down town" office.
One stormy night, not far from eleven
o'clock, l sat at my desk, and, for a
wonder, idle. The wires had not called
for some time, and I was leaning back
in my chair, listening to the wind out
side and rejecting on the loneliness of
crossed the river more than an hour
ago all the depot officials had gone off
home, and, 30 far as knew;I was en-.
tirely alone in the vast building.
Finally, tired of thinking, took up
the evening paper, and glanced listlees-
ly over Its columns. Among other
things I read the detailed account of q
fearful tragedy that had occurred fifty
miles up the river ON the previous
night. Three raftsmen, we'll known as
desperate characters in that vicinity,
had entered the cottage of one Mat
thews, farmer living in an isolated
spot-had butchered the farmer and
his children. terribly maltreated
his wife, and then departed as they
came, having taken with them whatever
was handy. What interested me most
was full description of the chief of
the villainous trio, Tim Lynch. Here
1t is:
Five hundred dollars reward will be paid
for information n leading to the capture, dead or
Matthews tragedy. Lynch is q remarkably
large man, six feet four inches in height yery
heavy, and broad across the shoulders Eyes
greenisn gray, with deep scar over the right
one HAIR why, black, and beard of the same
color. When last seen he was dressed in a
blAck koesuth hat, faded army overcoat. pants
OF gray Jean, and heavy boots The above
reward VIII be paid to any one furnishing pos
1--WE mfogmation Of his whereabouts
"Sherin of - county.-
At the very instant I finished reading
the advertisement, there occurred the
most remarkable coincidence that has
ever come under my observation. /
heard heavy tread on the stairs. and
the door opened and there entered
Tim Lynch The moment set ewes
upon hum recognized him as perfectly
Is though 1 had known him all nv
LIE. The army overcoat and gray
pants tucked into the heavy boots. the
massive frame and shoulders. the
slouched hat pulled down over his
night eye to conceal-I was sure-the
scar above all q desperate hunted look
In his forbidding countenance-all were
not to be mistaken. I was as certain
OF his identity as though he had step
ped forward, pulled off his hat to show
me the scar, and told me his name,
70 say that was not alarmed at this
sudden and unwelcome intrusion would
De untrue. am not brave man, and
my present situation, alone in the de-
pot with q hunted murderer, was by no
means reassuring. My heart beat vi
1ientiy, out from mere force of habit
1 arose and asked him to be seated.
Mnne ne turned to comply. succeed
60 In conquering my agitation to some
extent. He drew q chair noisilv for
ward, and sitting down threw omen his
coat, displaying by SO doing a heavy
navy revolver stuck in his belt. Then
ne freed bis mouth of q quantity of to-
bAcco juice, and spoke.
foung feuer," he said, motioninp
with his head toward the battery. sstbaf
tnar macheen Is what yer call a tellv-
gram, spose."
Well, L answered with a faint
smile, intended to be conciiiatorv
mats what we send kilograms BY"
wa, want You to send a message
70 q friend O. mine out in Oohoe
tell yer aforehand I hain't GOT no col
lateral. But 1 kinder guess you'd bet.
yer trust me, young Teller" CHere he
lag his hand significantly on his belt.
III fetch it In ter-morrow of IFS con.
venient." ~ oSn'
FASTENED to say that the CHARGE
could Just as we'll be paid at the Other
end BY his friend. o'o'
Humph Piaguey little you'll get
o1im, 1 reckon. Howsumeyer. per.
Is it to go?" Ano 10 "nom
want you to tell Jim Fellers of
Conoe, that the bull quit here las
nign1, and Their sheep II be close on
As he delivered this sentence he look
ga az me as If he expected me to be
mystified. But thought il heat not
to appear SO, and 1 said carelesslv
suppose you are a dealer in stock
and this is your partner? Ali. sir. the
telegraph helps You fellows ons 'r of
many sharp bargain.
Ya'as," he answered. sIowlv owl
gently pleased with the way I took IL
iaas, that um. I'm sendin' down n
LOT Q, stock. Bought it dog cheap over
IN tennessee yesterday. Purity lot as
turned to my instrument. What
was to be done? Though ours Was a
railroad office we often sent business
messages; and if did as usual nov
should probably get rid of nv unwel-
come Visitor without further tronbJe
but In the short conversation with him
I mad somewhat recovered from NV
nrse alarm, and 1 now conceived the
1aea OF attempting the capture of Tim
was only poor salaried operator.
trying to save enough to marry in the
spring. Five hundred dollars would
de me great deal of good just now
70 sayoothing of the eclat of the thing.
But now was it to be accomplished =?
Here was i, alone in the depot with a
man big enough to whip his weight in
such little men as was several times
over; Any attempt to secure him
jingle handed was not to be Thought
OF. But could I not excuse myself, and
gong out, fastem him in? No; we'll
knew from the distrustfuI look in his
Isce that any proposal of mine to leave
!ne room would be peremptoriIy OBJ
1ecsed to by him. What then?
Why. sinRlY this wouId 4a1as.a.L