Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1853-10-06

ask our bnlilln0le 10 give us rftA
sincere and honest id our conyictienss When We
claimed then ttention ior this objects We did 50
in MI candor; We did not expect 70 be answered IN
the Spirit winch influenced sAlmyn of 1891, : aItS
in conclusion, We would say to him never to deal
in statistics, or state facts until he is fully assured
he Is corfect; and we regret We were compelledto
reply plainly but could not allow state-
ments to go forth uncontrolled.
MANUFACTURERS. ss'
Wheeling, Sept. %, 1853.
give think the following avery graphic, and
touching sketch. II is from the local columRio
the New. York Tribune;
ssTHERE Is A MAS KILLEpi ,It is d common
expression inthis so common that 4 hardly
e1eites passing notice. But when death m his
most terrific form comes stsring us IN the face, we
start back We did so this Monday aiternoonJ
about 5o'elock We were walking down BSoadSl
way, little below Fulton-st., thinking OF ME and
the busy throng otlne9 and women o. Wni9n We
counted one when slight rushing noise just over
our head caused us TO cast an eye up, TO see wne-
/ Their stone or hod- full of BRICK might be coming
4 down from The new building we w ere passin
| There was something corning-but not 5ptlck t9tl
i STONE. 1t was dark object, quite undistlngu1sh7
/ able, whether animate or not. Our doubts were
soon solved, it struck the pavement just beyond
our feet rebounded and fell again II togs q man!
lit Is a lifeleSs mass of bruised hesh. One MIN
lutte before, he was at his work on stone
nfa ve.Sfhrv WALL tIie 9asa stone setter by tTade)
full of the fond anticipadons OF D Q, elocks ana
then away 10 his home, his Nie anu chlloren, ana
next week he would be on his " ay TO ms own ma
tive highlands of Scotland, 10 bless the eyes Oh an
aged father with the sight of a long absent SON,
and with tales of his prosperity IN the country oil
Il his adoption. For this, he had but a lew nouns
previous paid his passage, anu IN thought was al
ready crossing the ocean-was already IN the en-
L. IL nf fhafI
should form one of the circle at Ingleside, and OF
the pleased faces that would greet him there. Per
4 haps, from, his elevated perch, he was already
stretching his neck away eastW W hen some as
arrangement of the hosting apparatus gave MN an
i unlucky blow, and down he came from his DIZZY
/ height to the pavement below. What screams OF
tenor were sent up from several female throa Us, as
they saw the poor man falling dead at their teet-T
almost upon their heads,
i Who's he3 What IS his namel Where does
4 he live?-were;the rapid questions put, but not
4 answered. s li.a5
One thought his name was Hugh, another Lew
lis. Somebody said his name was Nolan DIS
employer only knew that his name was Lewis, that
| he was good workman, and he believed he lived
somewhere In Thirtieth street. No one could tell
Il where. So the bruised and bloody corpse was Ia.
ken away to the Station House by the police, and
thence to the dead House the place of the pnre-
cognized dead. to wait for his friends 10 come and
claim him. Oil how that poor wife will wait aud
wait fol that husband this night We can almost
fancy that we see the teapot as it sits sleaming
upon the little furnace in the chimney corner. We
almost hear her say, ooh, dear the supper win be
quite cold before Hughie gets here.' Yes, poor
woman, it will be quite cold before your husband
gets there. GIVE those little ones their supper.
i Don't put them off any longer with fWalt a bit,
I'LL father comes." Give them their supper, eat
thine own in sorrow, go TO bed pershance TO sleep
aud dream, and start up in fright at the unwont-
ed absence of thy eYer-at home, toiling husband.
HAS he comet says the little tTundle bed occu-
lpant. mo, my child, he has not Gomez No, he
has not comeI He never will come again. Oh,
. what night Of sorrow in that poor mans house.
How the morning will open 10 them without hopei
Nov comes Tumor of "a man killed. Now she
roams wildly about 10 inquire who? what? where9
At length the morning paper arrives, and there is
an item headed, "a Man KilledP mason--he fell
, from Broadway buIlding-name unknown--ca
ned away by the police; and that carries her away
to the nearest Police Station. They know MOTH
ling, but the kind heart of the Captain is touched
and he says, Il will inquire Howl And he sits
down by the table in one corner, little machine
l-,t is the telegraph-and in five minutes he an
swers, sThe body was taken TO the Dead House
. Then away she goes, aud there-there will be a
recognition What Iecognitionl Let draw the
curtain.