Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1886-03-20

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were admitted to see him, and then the
door was closed upon the crowd to their
infinite disappointment. The ropes
were soon taken from the mans hands,
and he relieved himself Of his hat and
coat and seated himself very quietly.
A LOOK AT HIM.
Here was the man who had kept the
city in excitement since Wednesday,
and a very stalwart but peaceful-look-
ing fellow he seemed to be. lie is
about 5 feet l0l inches high, weighs
$50 pounds his shoulders are mode
rately broad and have dropping ten
dency his legs and arms are long, and
no doubt sinewy his complexion is
dark, his forehead rather low, his hair
black, short, and curly, his nose
straight and long, and on it there is
small scar; he wears a short black
moustache and short :" ear whiskers -;
his face is not full. nor yet thin his
eyes are dark and rather soft-looking-
they have nothing Of the " bold-bur-
glar " ferceness about them.
HE TALKS.
The reportOrial brethren, without
waiting to be introduced--a great
breach Of courtesy-began asking ques-
tons.
What is your name one said.
Charles Shaw, he replied, without
hesitation.
Where do you live:
In New York.
What street and number:
At 343 Pearl street.
Married or single?
Married, said the burglar.
Any children?
None and my father and mother are
dead.
What is your occupation?
Well, am a shoemaker by trade.
How long since you worked at your
trade?
About year.
"a > itE 10 NJ
Have you been in this bus ness ever
since?
What business? he queried.
In the burglar business, mildly re-
sponded one Of the most modest of the
reporters.
| am no burglar, but / am son
he crook"
What then made you attempt to es-
cape from the officers at the depot?
Well, being " crooked" whenever |
saw an officer implied that they were
after me, and ] tried to get out of the
way. Was anybody shot at the
depot?
Yes, said the reporter, there was an
officer shot.
Badly ? asked the burglar
Yes; seriously, but not mortally.
Well, said he, | am glad | did not
kill him; | didn't want to kill him; |
only wanted to get away.
WHEN He CAME TO RICHMOND.
Finding that the prisoner was in
talkative mood, another reporter ask
ed:
When did you come here?
Monday morning.
Where did you stop?
At the St. Charles Hotel.
Were there any "pals with you?
Yes; two.
Some one here said
saw this man at Euker's bar-room
Tuesday night.
Yes, said the prisoner, went to the
Theatre Tuesday night, and between
acts | went into some bar-room don't
know whose twas.
Didn't you go to Schmidt's store
Monday night and ask to see City Di-
Iectory?
Scbmidt's store, repeated the pris-
oner, where is that?
Broad and Fifth-the place where the
attempt was made to blow open the safe
Wednesday morning.
No, the prisoner answered.
Don't you remember going in some
store and asking to see City Dlrec.
tory?
Yes.
Had you anything TO do with the at
tempt to blow open the safe in groce-
ry-stoie here on Wednesday morning
last?
| did not; | never had anything to
do with any burglary. am not a
burglar; | admit that am a little
crooked" but am not a burglar.
MR. wIPPERMANN IDENTIFIES HIM.
Soon after the arrival Of the prisoner
at the station-house, Mr.. Wrppermann,
book. keeper for Mr.. Schmidt, whose
grocery was entered and whose safe it
was some one attempted to blow open,
came in and took look at the accused
and said That is the same man;
that is the man who came in the store
and asked to see City Directory"
REPORTERS GET MORE INFORMATION.
Shaw never offered any remarks Of
his own, but freely answered the ques-
!ions addressed him. The reporters
first one and then another of some half
> dozeh--plied him with questions.
Are you wounded 2 said one.
Yes.
Where?
One shot here lin the palm of bis left
,andl, one shot here lin the calf Of his
light legl, and several here fin the left
eel.
AT what part Of the country were you
: Shen you were wounded9
At Coal6eld depot, night before last.
That was when Policeman Tom Wren
hot at him with q shotgun loaded
nth No. 6 bird-shot.l
LOST IN THE WOODS.
When did you eat last?
Thursday morning.