Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1890-02-18

Bunco Moa DrO0UAt - Ju1ee0o ~ .
Tonsor1sl Artist.
Richard 0oebler, Of New York, an crdi-
nary looking iitsle hsrbsr, has psoysa him.
obstacles agsinst him but hs bruugos ail
iron determination % his work, bora Of
personal interest," where the police of
New York have made brilliant ALLURE,
the little barber, single handed, achieved :
sSss s.! s s S so osss %ss: oS:
Of the chief bunoo men who did him
out Of hla hard earned dollars Twenty
years ago 0oeblef shaved Superintsude1t
Murray when he was Q policeman. A year
lsler 0osbler went West and returned
yssrs 0ssI IL had ;i,ssc $50 With n him Sim - " hs S
Srudged through Duape street with his
aripsack and FELL an easy victim 10 the
shsrpers, who robbed him Of all his money.
Detectives were placed on the case, but
they accomplished % little that 0ochler
disguised himself and started ont ON . de-
termined man hunt, armed with the proper
authority. Inside Of . week he landed
Richard Johnston, the man who had
snatched the money out Of his hands II ths
Johnssou vss indicted. but obtained his
release on bail. When the cass wes called
for trial before Recorder 6myth, Johnston
was missing, and It was ascertained that
he had furnished straw bail. 0oeblor OBJ
tained des ,ription Of the bondsman and
arfested him three weeks ago in front OF
the Astor house. He proved To be Louis Il.
Davis. He was lodged in the Tomba.
Monday morning Charles Morgan,a pros
perOus, well-grOOmo(l bunco st0erer, was
feeling particularly at AS he walked up the
Bo very and entered the CreaMe y, restau.
rant near Houston street, It was pleas
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door, open.air business and Charles
ordered his omelctte soufiaee and black
coffee with leisurely, lordly air, and
looked daintily over the norning papers
for the list of arrivals ct the hotelA A
verdant little countryman entered the place
from the country had mud on his boots and
there were lingering traces Of hayseed in
his whiskers. The bunco mans eyes
lighted up a. he glanced over the top Of
his newspaper. Finally, when Mr.. Morgan
laid the paper down and was about to make
some agreeable remark about the weather,
the stranger secured o fair look at his fAce.
The pleasant words died away on Mr..
Morgans lips a. the supposed hayseed sud.
denly reached across the table, bringing
the glasses, knives and salt cellars together
In q mass, and settling both hands on
he cried, "you thief"
Mr.. Morgan looked up with consider
able surprise. He regarded the excited
little man with interest, and then told him
to take his hands off his throat and OK
plain what he meant or. he would throw
him out of the place. "Oh, you can't fool
me twice." cried the little man, still hold
ing Mr.. Morgan's collar. "Pve warrant
for you in my pocket, and you'll come
along with me this time sure" The little
man produced paper from the district
attorney, appointing him . special do
tective. but the hunco man did not care for
that. Then ensued q savage struggle, in
which tables and chairs were overturned.
The bunco man was the heavier Of the two,
and it looked as though the German must
like III a cat, and fought with a desperation
that finally placed Mr.. Morgan upon the
floor. There he sat upon him until Police
man Place arrived, and took the fallen
bunco man into custody. Goebler, who,
during his hunt, has assumed ten dis
guises says he Ia determined to break up
the whole gang Of bunco men.