The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1896-08-05
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up here. Mistook you fer a government
chap. See?'
Bob grew interested. He wasn't par
ticularly anxious for another scoop, but
neither was he in the habit of letting a
good story escape him. The result was
quiet investigation, eliciting proof
that the miners suspicious were cor
rect Several days later scare head
topped a three column article from The
Meteor's correspondent at Jimtown.
Then followed visit to Rocky Canyon
of q posse of government officials and
raid on the den. The Meteor had a
scoop daily, and The Telegram and The
News felt themselves obliged to send
correspondents to this interesting scene
of action. But Bob had the advantage
of precedence, and the rival scribes
found themselves unable to get at the
facts which The Meteor published regu-
larly.
The close of Bob's vacation found him
in the midst of the government raid,
and telegram from The Meteor's man
aging editor complimented him on his
good work and requested him to remain
at Jimtown until further orders.
One night belated traveller was
sleeping peacefully, rolled up in a
blanket under a tree, nine miles from
Jack Doolan's mining camp. His horse
was tethered near by. Toward morning
the sleeper was gently aroused by the
sudden Tightening of rope about his
waist, pinioning his arms to his sides.
He looked up to see four men, two of
whom might have been recognized as
members of the eounterfeiters' gang,
who had somehow escaped the ends of
Justice, and for whose reoapture heavy
reward was now waiting. The others
were strangers to him i'll the main facts
| in the murder case, and remained in the
background, though no one of the four
| seemed Mt all timid about being OBJ
| served.
| The prisoner saw at once that he was
known, but he waited silently for the
announcement Of his fate.
$50 you re the chap who brought the
boobies down on we uns, air your be-
| gan the recognized leader tauntingly.
Come up here and spied into what wus
none o. your ID biz and reported it.
Do you know the fate o. the spy?"
| The man remained silent.
well, they says their prayers; SO if
| you've got any messages to wire up'ard
you better be about it, cause this ere
station closes i'll about three minutes. T"
The prisoner felt the rope slipping to-
ward his chin. Already the other end
was over limb Of the tree under which
he lay. He set his teeth firmly, threw
out his arms in final, desperate, al
most unconscious struggle-then it was
over.
| The Meteor went to press early. Tho
FREELY and The Rocket held open late
for further particulars of mysterious
| lynching that occurred in the Rocky
Canyon district the previous night. The
| Meteor knew nothing % the event until
the rival papers announced i'll loaded
lines that another horrible crime had
been committed in the celebrated Rocky
Canyon. A gentleman, whose name had
not been ascertained, but who was
thought to be government official,
had been found by members of Jack
Deolan's mining camp hanging to a
tree several miles from Jimtown. Indi-
cations pointed to the escaped counter
feiters us the perpetrators of the deed.
For the first time The Meteor's COR
respondent ut Jimtown was scooped
| The Meteor couldn't understand it.
Message after message, wired to Bob
Long, Jimtown, was reported undeliv-
cred. The Meteor's editor grew desper-
ate. Then, as it neared time for another
| edition and no story came of the lynch
| ing, he determined to satisfy himself
and his readers on one point at least.
He sent u brief message to the operator
at Jimtown, "Who was that jay who
was lynched up there the other night?"
Immediately the wires licked back,
Bob Long brooklyn Citizen.