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Old 10-09-2018, 08:40 AM
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Originally Posted by GaryPassamonte View Post
Rob- I used to own that one. Lon Kinch, I believe, and very early.
Correct Gary. Interestingly, there are apparently a couple of this same image out there. Mine has "Lon Kinch" written on the back but the other has written in old oxidized ink "L T Kinch catcher 1st Nine of Columbia Base Ball Club" with a Bordentown, NJ backmark.

Rob M

P.S. Some interesting back story on Kinch. This extensive research was done by JL, one of the really good guys who I wish would post on here more but he has shied away in recent years.

The Columbia Base Ball Club was a member of the NABBP and played, against others, the Athletic Base Ball Club of Philadelphia in 1866.

Kinch was co-delegate of his club at the ninth NABBP convention in 1865.

Civil War: Captain of Company B, Eighteenth Regiment, Seventh Brigade of the N.Y.S.N.G (1861-1863)

Worked as a photographer. Partner to Lafayette Swain and also had a studio with brother Israel Howard Kinch.

April 24, 1867 NJ Mirror:

A sad accident occurred in the vicinity of Bordentown, on Monday of last week (presumably a reference to April 15, 1867), the particulars of which we find in the Register. The whole town was thrown into a state of excitement on Monday evening, by the news of the accidental shooting of Mr. Leonidas T. Kinch, elder son of the Mayor. It appears that the unfortunate young man, in company with John Steele, a relative, had been gunning from 8 A. M. on Monday, until dusk, when they returned in a boat, landing at the lime-kiln wharf. both had left the boat, when it was discovered that the rifle of Mr. Kinch had not been taken out, and the latter returned for it. Taking hold of the end of the barrel, he was drawing it towards him, when the hammer caught and was raised. In its fall, the gun was discharged. His companion, seeing him fall, ran to his assistance, and inquired where he was shot. He said in the thigh, and complained of intense pain in his knee. Poor fellow! little did he know how seriously he was wounded, as the sequel will prove. A settee was procured and the wounded young man borne to his young wife and parents. All the surgical skill of the city was summoned at once, and while the sufferer's pains were being relieved, a large assemblage gathered about the house, anxious to know the extent of his injuries. He was pronounced to be relieved somewhat of his pain, and about 8 o'clock on Tuesday morning was again pronounced to be getting along very encouragingly. Alas! the ease he enjoyed at the latter hour, was only the precursor of the fatal moment, which arrived about an hour later--quarter past 9 o'clock. The news of his death soon spread, and a shadow of gloom overspread the whole city. A post-mortem examination of the body was made on Tuesday, and it was discovered that the ball had passed through the right lung, through the liver, and lodged in the vertebrae. The physicians were surprised, under the circumstances, that he survived as long as he did. As to the personal worth of the young man, who has been so suddenly cut off from life, it is almost superfluous to speak.--Nearly every public association in the city had his name enrolled as a member. He was Assistant Engineer of the Fire Department, a respected member of the Masonic fraternity and Odd Fellows, Assistant Paymaster of the Camden and Amboy Railroad Company, and Treasurer of the Columbia Base Ball Club. No young man had fairer prospects, more friends, or was more generally respected. His age was 26 years.

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