Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-08-19

| with hackman. They enter the
hack and in thirty minutes alight at
dimly-lighted street corner. The
third house from the corner is Of
brick, and IS two stories in height.
The iron gate is fastened with a chain.
Nincenzo with key from his pocket
unlocks the paddock, and they enter.
He turns another key in the heavy
door, and they are in the hall. The
door is quickly shut and secured. He
lights the gas in the hall. They pass
into another room; here also he lights
the gas. This room is evidently a
dining-room. He glances hastily
around. "Alla right, Rita. No bOda
been here. Lighta fire, maka good
cup coffee. fra ham. Igo get bread"
"Oh father And leave me alone?
No, no."
II locka Gobo up Coma GobO, l
locka you up few minis, then coma
back" He unlocked an iron door and
disclosed a room or cell some or 10
feet square The old man reluctantly
walked in and Vincenzo turned the
key. He soon came back and Rita
who had built fire in the kitchen,
took from the basket supply OF
groceries, including bread enough to
last an ordinary family a week, cocoa,
nuts, fruit and several bottles Of
wine.
Vinccnzo unlocked the cell door.
"Wella, Gobo, you home now, ola
boy give you glass wine No give
whisky now You killa people when
you geta whisky. Gooda Gobo."
Nincenzo turned a tin cup full Of
wine and handed it to him, after
which he brought in his organ, drew
out secret slide in the BOTTOM. and
laid two bundles on the table. He
unroIled each and counted out $4O,-
900.
"Mucha Mon. Poor dago. Gooda
man. Me no hurta fly. Me no can
twist a head, breaka neck. Ole fader,
ha ha. That gooda joke. Gobo, he
bada man, he killa Me get $50, 900
more, me 90 back Italy. Buy biga
place, be count. No take ola Gobo.
Fader, ha, ha."
The next day Gobo was locked up
in his. cell while Nincenzo was plying
his vocation on the street and Rita
was passing his hat gathering up the
coin Of the realm. 1t was a part of
Ritas duty when she entered a
dwelling to note what she saw in
side and faithfully report the same to
the organ-grinder.
1t will be remembered that from
the last of June until the middle of
Octobcr, 1863, number of houses of
wealthy citizens of New York were
entered at night and burglarized of
large sums Of money. In several
cases the master or owner of the
house was found dead in bed with
neck broken, head twisted to one
side, and marks on the temple face.
and back of the head corresponding
with those found on the person OF
the purser. In the case of Thomas J.
Burton, both he and his wife were
killed in the same manner, and a
large amount taken. In one case
the wife said she knew that she had
been chloroformed lin fact the pres
cnce OF chlorofOrm could be detected
in nearly all the cases, but this
woman said that before becoming
! entirely unconscious she had become
partly aroused), and that though she
could neither speak nor move, she
saw to her horror a terrible figure
bending over her husband. His head
grasped in its monstrous hands. A
form not human. She also disccrned
in the dimly lighted room another
form by the bedside and heard an ut
terance like this: ''Gorou--GOrou. y
Then she became unconscious and
when she revived her husband was a
corpse and the house had been
robbed
We have neither time nor space
to follow the terrible course of events
which followed the arrival of Vim.
cenzo in New York. We will merely
follow him in his last exploit. On
the night of October -. at midnight,
! he left his house, accompanied by
GOho, dressed as when we first saw
him. Arriving at the house selected,
that of the Hon. George Barrow,
whom many will remember, as well
/ as VIC VI lllS uCdUll,
I Nincenzo, with his burglars nipple
mentS, was soon inside the basement
door. He quickly took Off his shoes,
removed Gobo's long slippers and the
! linen buster. lest it should be torr
into shreds and it would be needed
going home. Dark-lantern in HAND
he softly and silently assembled the
stairs, Gobo at his heels. Not a
sound was heard. Not football
] Careful ds was Nincenzo. so was Gobo.
They are at the heal of the stairs.
/ Stop hear that snoring, but a few
feet away, Nincen2o has a sponge
and vial Of chloroform in one hand
/ He steals to the chamber door. The
gas in the room is turned low. He
sees the form of the sleeper on the
bed. Gobo is beside him. lie gently
pulls him back few feet from "tho
door, pulls a flask of whisky from his
pocket, says not word, but draw
the cork and hands 1T to Gobo The
flask is at his lips, ana the whisky
goes gurylinC Gown into that cana