The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1875-04-09
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Captured by Telegraph.

During the winter of 1869, | was employ
ed as night operator in the railroad office
at D, Iowa. The principal road be-
tween Chicago and Omaha runs through
D, and the great irregular night
trains, and constant danger ofcollision re.
sulting therefrom, rendered the position of
night operator by no means an easy one.
1t may be we'll to mention here, as necessa-
ry to the following story-that besides the
railroad office, there was also at D
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, sat at my desll-and for a Won
der idle. The wires had not called Tor
some time, and I was leaning back in my
chair listening to the wind outside and
rejecting upon the loneliness of my situa-
ton. The eastern train had crossed the
river more than an hour ago; all the depot
officials had gone off home, and SO far as
| knew, was entirely alone in the vast
building.
Finally tired Of thinking, picked up
the evening paper and glanced listlessly
over its columns. Among other things l
read the detailed account of a fearful ira
gedy that had occurred fifty miles up the
river on the previous night. Three RATS
men, well known as desperate characters
in that vicinity, had entered the cottage of
one Matthews, a farmer living in an isolat-
ed spot-had butchered the farmer and his
children, terribly maltreated his wife, and
then departed as they came, having taken
with them whatever plumber was handy.
Inf if,ta tod f,1l u
scription, for the purposes of Identification
of the chief of the villanous trio, Tim
Lynch. Here it is:
$500 reward will be paid for information
leading to the capture, dead or alive, of Tim
Lynch, the ringlcader of the Matthews tragedy.
Lynch is remarkably large man, six feet four
inches in height, very heavy, and broad across
the shoulders. Eyes greenish gray, with deep
scar oyer the right one. Hair wiry, black, and
beard of same color. When first seen he was
dressed in black Kossuth hat, faded army over.
coat, pants of gray jean, and heavy boots. The
above reward will be paid to any one furnishing
positive information of his whereabouts.
(Signcd) Sheriff of County.
At the very instant l finished reading the
advertisement there occurred the most re.
markable coincidence that has ever come
under my observation. l heard heavy
tread ON the stair, and then the door open
ed and there entered-Tim Lynch The
moment l set eyes upon him recognized
him as perfectly as though l had known
him all his life. The army oycrcoat and
gray pants tucked into the heavy boots,
the massive frame and shoulders, the
slouched hat pulled down over his right
eye to conceal was sure-the scar, above
all desperate, hunted look in his forbid
ding CONFERENCE.-THE were not to be mis-
taken. I was as certain of his identity as
though lie had stepped forward, pulled off
his hat to show the scar, and told me his
name.
To say that was not alarmed at this
sudden and unwclcome intrusion would be
untrue. l am not brave man, and my
present situation, alone in the depot with
u hunted murderer, was by no means reas-
surfing. My heart beat violently, but from
mere force of habit, arose and asked him
to be SEATED. While he turned to comply
succeeded in conquering my agitation to
some extent. He drew chair noisily for
ward, and sitting down threw open lis
coat, displaying, by Sc, doing heavy ma
Wy revolver stuck in his belt. Then be
freed his mouth of y quantity Of tobacco
Juice, and spoke
Young feller,' lie said, motioning with
his head toward the battery, 'thct thar ma
cheen is what yer call Telegram, |
s'pose?'
WELL answered, with faint smile
intended to be conciliatory, that's what
we send kilograms by
Wal, l want you to send message to q
friend o. mine out in Cahoe. | tell yei
atorehand hain't got no collateral. But
kinder guess you'd bettertrust me, young
feller.' Here he laid his hand significant.
ly on his belt. III fetch it in ter morrow
Gifts convenient
fastened to say that the charge could
just as well be paid at the other end by hi:
friend.
'Umph! Plaguey little you'll get o. jim
reckon. Howsumdcver, perceed.'
What is the message, and to whom is il
to go2'
i want you to tell i'm Fcllers, of Cahoe
that the bull quit here las night, and thel
sheep'll be close on his heels