Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1891-07-15
A DARING OUTLAW.
A DESPERATE wHO IS TERRORIzNa FHs
EEIHHBOREOOD OF ELP, LII
While Two Hundred Armed Men Watch Els Caves
BE Appears Nsar his Faihsr-in-Law's Eouss
and Threatens 10 Murder His Wife.
Il Viii Kill Her She Must DisF

nocently believed that the cunning 70 b.
Der will walk right into their arms, and
seem surprised that he has not not al
ready done so.
There these 200 armed men were
watching last night. And three miles
away the cool, calculating desperate
was almost at the door of Justice Of the
Peace Walters house watching for the
Justices daughter, who is his wife. He
even had the audacity 10 stop one OF
Mr.. Walters neighbOrs, and after max
ing inquiries about the members or his
father-in-law's family, announced that
it was his intention to murder his wife.
''I'll kill her when / find her," he
said, "She must die"
The two hundred armed men still
watch for him at the caves.
Meanwhile the people OF this town
ship are in a state of excitement bord-
ering closely on panic.
1t is not so much the fact that Rich
ardson has not been captured, but now
that he has threatened TO take his wife's
life they believe he will do it.
They know that he is desperate, and
he is a singularly determined man, and
1t is the opinion of every constable and
court officer in the township that he
will never leave the woods around JUS
tice Walters home until he either kills
his wife or is killed
FACE TO FACE WITH RICHARDSON.
Mrs Rutland, who is one Of Justice
Walters nearest neighbOrs, started out
last night on an errand which led her
across the tracks Of the Long Island
Railroad, about half mile from the
Waller homestead
just as she reached therailroad cross
ing a man jumped from the dense nnder-
growth which borders the track and
seized her by the arm.
he was Tom Richardson, whom the
two hundred armed men are seeking.
SSH Be quiet now. Pn not hurt |
YOU" he Kissed. Tell me who is home |
at Walters tO-night2''
BY this time Mrs. Rutland had re- |
covered from the fright occaSioned by |
the incident.
"Idon't know who is at hOme," she
replied.
Eyes, you DO. Now tell me without
further parley?" growled Richardson.
Mrs. Rutland, however, stOutly refused /
to enlighten him.
'Ts that 0iather-in-law of mine
around?" he asked, ''or is my wife in
the house?''
Without waiting for a reply he raised
his hand above his head and hissed:-
"I'll kill her when find her! She
must die"
Then Mrs. Rutland screamed; where
upon Richardson released his hold upon
her arm. She turned and ran to her
home Then she sent for Squire Waller
and told him OF his son-in-law's threat.
1t was no surprise TO the sturdy old
man, for, as told in yesterdays Herald,
he has for days known of Richardson's
deadly purpose, and for the past forty
eight hours has been In command OF a
heavily armed party Of Bay Shore citi-
zens guarding his house.
But Richardson, although extremely
venturesome, is far from foolhardy, and
always manages TO keep out OF gun
range. Twice yesterday he was seen
skulking along the edge OF the woods
fronting Walters house, but on each |
occasion he disappeared In the tangled
underbrush before a gun could be |
leveled or pistol drawn.
WHY Is HE NOT CAPTURED ?
The residents are hourly becoming |
more and more dissatisfied at the failure |
Of the searchers 10 capture Richardson. |
There is a very disconnected ring to the |
universal query, "Why cannot this man |
be captured?
He is hid away in piece Of wood |
land and a heavy underground, which |
covers an area about three miles square. !
In the heart of this district are his two |
caves, and around these are grouped the |
Islip watchers.
II is q grOteSque situation-two hun !
dred armed men waiting for the appear
ance OF an outlaw who is thoroughly ac- |
Quainted with their whereabouts and
their foolish expectations as to his re-
turn 10 the caves.
Meanwhile he tramps through the
woods. all around the patiently waiting
posse, and laughs az their stupidity.
The Bay Shore people say little, but
that little is Of very cauStic quality.
IsliD justices Of the peace and con-
stables are in charge OF the hunt, and
while they manage picturesque group
ings of armed men to a purely spetscu-
lar purpose, the dreaded Tom Richard
son is prowling through the Bay Shore
woods Openly avOwing his murderous
designs. The Bay Shore citizens are
naturally growing very tired of this,
and a clash between the justices and
constabulary of the two places will
probably result.
Justice Waller, pale and worn with
his long hours of guard service, stood
leaning on his Winchester rifle at the
door OF his home as 1 drove up this
afternoon.
Coming up to the side of the wagon
.sThis thing has gone about far
enough! The man who has determined
10 kill my daughter IS lurking around
here day and night, while the Islip
authorities watch for him at his caves.
WANT BLooDHOUNDs TO TRACK HIM.
"Their rank tomfoolery is responsible
for his nOn-capture. They are afraid
of him and he knows 1t. What l advo-
cate is the tracking down Of this wretch
with blOodhOunds. This must be done
at once or lives will be sacrificed.
"He knows the swamps and stubble OF
this district like an open book, and even
if we search for him intelligently, as the
IsliD people are not doing, he would
burr0w away from US like rabbit and
weeks would be required TO run him
lirtle child laughed in the house
and a girlish face was seen at one OF the
windows.