Evening journal., 1894-04-09

From Mamaroncck 10 New York city an
Escaped Prisoners Manacicd Hands BE.
tray Him when Ho buys a Ticket.
NEW YORK, April "a medium sized
young man, whose clothes were soaking
wet and covered with mad and dirt, climb
ed slowly up The steps of the One Hundred
and Twenty y-ninth street station of the
Third Avenue Elevated road. When he
arrived in front of the ticket sellers win.
dow, he made several Intellectual efforts tc
get his hand into the change pocket Of his
coat. His movements were hampcred,
however, as his wrists seemed to be bound
together 10y a handkerchief The ticket
agent asked him what was the matter. hut
tho man made no reply. Then walking M
to the ticket chopper he said
81 beg your pardon, sir, hut woulCryou
kindly get nickel ont of my pocket for
me? have injured my wrists and have
TO keep them bound together with this
bandage. II prevents me from getting my
hands around TO my pocket"
Could Not Use Ills Hands.
"Ccrtanly" replied the ticket chopper,
aud he stuck his hands ia the mans pock
et, pulled out one of two 3 cent pieces
The man walked back to the ticket win.
dow, and after buying a ticket he dropped
IL in the box and walked out ON the plat
form
Policeman Caspar Platte of the East
One Hundrcdand Twenty Street sta
tion WAS standing ON the platform when
the stranger came out. lie noticed the
handkerchief around the wrists and asked
TO see what the meter was.
81 can't take of the bandage," replied
the man, and he tried TO pull his hands
around TO the other side The policeman
grabbed them, however, aud pulled away
the handkerchief, revealing pair of hand
cuffs.
~ thought so, remarked the officer Il
guess you q better come with me.n
81 guess had, too, % was the grim reply.
"Nou seem to have collared me all right.
It's hard luck Go be caught now, though,
after walking 20 miles.
The young man accompanied the police.
man quietly TO the One Hundred and
Twenty ysiXth Street station. There ne gave
his name as George Conklin and said he
came from New Haven. lie was unable
10 remember the name Of the street or the
number of the house i'm which he lived.
Despite his misfortune la being recnptured,
the prisoner laughed heartily as lac told
the police the story of his experiences dur.
ing the preceding - hours lie was not a
crook, he said, but simply q man i'm hard
luck. lie had been wandering about the
country, he said, and on Saturday reached
Mamaroneck
Ills Arrest and Escape.
The man then went on TO tell how he
had entered the house OF Mr. Wells while
the family was at church, and was help
ing himself 90 little knickknacks in the
parlor when Mr.. Wells came in. 81 didn't
wait to argue, said Conklin. 81 just Jump.
cd right through the window and into the
arms of the town constable, who WIS pass.
ing
The man then related how he WAS taken
TO the town hall. hnndculed, locked in d
small room on the third floor and left ther,
alone while the constable went of in search
of justice of the peace. He escaped by
climbing out of % window and down q wa.
ter pipe. Then he made for the woods
where he vainly endeavored to rid himself
of the handouts. lie pounded them with
stones until his hands and wrists became
so sore and swollen that he had TO stop.
Then he made up bis mind to come to this
city. feeling confident that once here he
could get the handouts OF without any
difficulty. IL isnoarly 30 miles from Nam.
aroneok, but Conklin says he walked the
| entire distance during the night, and his
| appearance when captdred seemed TO indi.
cate that he was telling the truth. He wa.
taken back to Mamaroneck this morning