New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1893-10-31

THOMAS BRADLEY
TELEGRAPH from the unfinished Home Life In
surance building The narrow space between
the wall and the inner side of the pile made IL
next TO impossible TO approach MN Glphh
saw the situation at once and iifted ms ma manu-.
All stopped as he stepped forward FOR a
moment he hestated the yelling mob out
side the doors. held back by the reserves
from the Church-st. police station, threatened
for moment to force their way through
Giblin whispered to Mulrooney: and the later
almost hidden now by the darkness crep. lot
ward on all fours toward the pile. while C'iblln
stood revolver levelled and waiting for the hrst
sight of the bobbng head.
Now Mulrooney had reached the pile and light
Is vaulted on the top of the heap. Quick as ne
was the crouchng figure behind was quicker,
for even he bent over and peered into tne
cavity there came another flash and bullet
lusi graZed his check Mulrooney ran back TO
Giblins side and now there was another pause
The policemen could hear the rustling. clicking
sound which told them that Bradley was re-
loading his revolver and might soon open nre
again.
BULLETS HIr THIS MIscREANr.
The mon began to grow restless
Are we to stand still and be shot down like
cats without fght?" murmured one
Wait" said Gbn. "Ill pin him." And as
he uttered the words object that seemed to
him like "A human head rose stealthily an inch
or two above the pile. Bang! bang" went
Giblin's pistol. and as II IN answer came
smothered cry of rage and pain. The bullets
had gone home. The figure behind the bricks
| bobbed up again. Three shots flashed out In
| the darkness-two from the entrenchment and
the third from Gbln. And the figure dropped
back again with another cry. HIT him again
he shoots quick" murmured the policeman
Giblin is dead shot; he thought he had
aimed straight at the head. and yet the man
was still alive. What would be the next move?
The next move was the most bewderng OF
all. one. two minutes passed. Then there was
"A wild roar: the figure leaped out into the
open. and running straight at Giblin. sent three
more shots at him: turned sharp to the door,
darted forward. and fell with crash to the
ground thrown over by the foot OF McCabe
In a moment fighting and kicking and biting
like a wild beast. he was dragged by the police
men To the door.
THE CROWD TRIES TO LYNCH HIM
As the crowd caught sight of the face
white ard snarling and bloody. howl burst
in the air. 4 hundred hands were stretched
forth to grab him: hundred blows rained
down on him; a rope whirled over his head
The rescuers closed in behind and around the
little group and then. with their backs against
| the wall their uniforms almost torn OH their
backs they faced the crowd and fought IL lor
, the possession of the prisoner.
There was moments break in the MOP
and the policemen began to drag their man
| To the station. battling desperately every men
of The way Now and again above the cries
Of the crowd could be heard the II won't
die-I won't die-I won't die OF the pris-
oncr. as falling. stumbling. crying. cursihg
and clinging 10 the policemen as II they were
his dearest friends. he reached the station
Instantly the doors were slammed in the faces
of the baiiied mob.
only when the captive lay painting on the
floor did any one realize that Giblins bullets
had struck him twice in the right arm Down
his face poured blood from scalp wound IN
ncted by one of the crowd. What Giblln sup
posed To be the head in reality square
brick held up In front of his face as shield
against the pocemen's shots. .
The prisoners involved account OF himself
very clearly indicates his condition
! Il am thirty-one years old, he said. was born
in Ireland. think | 1dve been nine weeks In
New York. and nine years In the country
served three years in the Trenton. until she was
wrecked. and then for some time worked as
"A longshoreman at San Diego Cal. When
the Trenton was lost had claim against the
| Government for $500 which went down with my
| kit and got It. Johnny Lynch. of Hudson-ave..
| Brooklyn took Of the money Three hum
drcd dollars he kept. and paid to the Grand
Iurv To indict me; d hundred dollars he paid
i'm order To have me killed.
Here his mild blue eyes began to wander and
he clasped his light hair confusedy with his
| hand.
! Il don't know where I got the revolver he
wfimpercd. as he was lifted into the ambulance.
"and don't know why shot the &c ntleman
who spoke To me-.
The revolver in question would turn Null
berry Bend "Dago' green with envy. 1t is big
and black. has six chambers and carries A
calibre bullet
|
! While policemen were trying to capture the
| crazy assailant Mr. Mathes walked to the
Chambers Street Hospital with the aid OF two
of the employees. He knew that he hurt
| dangerously and he said when the surgeons
| AT the hospital began an examination of the
wound in his abdomen The bullet had pene-
| trated his body on the left side. and had entered
| the abdominal cavity. The surgeons at
! once that the operation of laparotomy would
| have 10 be performed to save Mr. Mathess life,
| and they sent for Professor Stimson the chief
| of the surgical division. Mr.. Mathes was made
as comfortable possible until the arrival of
| DR. Stimson He was fully conscious. and he
| gave his name and address to the hospital
! clerk
When the prisoner Bradley was led into
| the hospital at 440 p. m. he was taken be-
! fore Mr. Mathes for identification. At that
| time Mr. Mathes was weak and was suffering
greatly from his wound He looked at Brad.
ley and said:
| The nrisoner scowed and muttered some
| thing TO himself as he was led away soon
| after 5 o. m. DIR. Stimson arrived at the hos
| pital and Mr. Mathes was carried to the oper-
| ating table Half an hour later A. r. Cha ndIer
| president of the Postal Telegraph Company. in.
| auired at the hospital II there was any hone
| for the recovery Of Mr.. Mathes He was tnId
that there some hope although DR. slim
son had found that two intestines had hasr
| ruptured by the bullet. man who hsd
been injured In similar manner was recover
ing I'm the hospital after an Operation nv
Dr. Stimson Mr.. Chandler was informed. Mr..
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