Oroville daily Butte record., 1857-02-11
Omuille Bully Dutte RerurH.
How Pat Burke Arrested his own Corpse.
AGuriOus Case.

he arrested MS corpse "nlle on It's
way to the cemetery!
Pats is strange story, but it is
vcritably true.
Pat is laboring man, and when
work is not brisk in the city, he goes
in the country in search Of it. He
went out of town on Friday, and on
Saturday his loving wife, Catherine,
was brought the painful news that he
had been killed on the Hudson River
Railroad at tarrytown. She FASTENED to
the place indicated. and there bcheld
and fully recognised tho mutilatcd re-
mains of her darlin' Pat She pat the
body in a handsome mahogany coffin,
and had it conveyed to her residence
i'll the city. Here friends and neigh.
bors assembled mournfully. 'Thc pipes
and tobacco were brought, the sruff
passed round, and the corpse was 'wak-
ED in the 'rale ould style.'
The funeral was to take place on Sa-
turday afternoon, at O'Clock, and at
that hour the hearse and large nuns
Der of carriages, well filled with mourn.
ers, drove up to the residence of the
widow Burke. The widow wept and
would not be comiorted. She kissed
the cold lips Of her departed husband
again and again, and it was with diff
Guilty she could be prevented from taxi
ing one more last lingering look at him
who was no more.
The coffin was placed in the hcarsc,
and the cortege moved slowly along to-
wards Calvary Cemetery.
In half an hour after Pat Burke ap-
pearea in the flesh at his own house
lie saw at ouce that something had
taken place. Thoughts of Opponents
and murdcr rushed wildly through his
brain. Greatly frightened he bolted
upstairs and into the apartments of u
neighbor, without as much as saying
eby your leave Two women to whom
he was we'll known, tainted when they
saw his apparitlon, and with difficulty
revived. AT last when they had sufli-
ciently recovered to speak, they were
asked by Pat in loud and excited tone
whats the NATTER where's my
wife : Spakc quickly
She's gone to yer funeral, sure Pat,
amt we dead?
'Amn't | dead what in the - de
We name, woman amn't hereH
'Arrah, Pat. jewel, you know yer
dead Sure wasn't | at yer wake 10y
self?'
'Then where's me corpse''
Gone to the burying ground half an
hour ago, amock, but -
Pat stopped for nothing more. He
fancied how things stood, and rushing
wildlyfrom the house pursued his corpse
up the avenues. He ran fast and long,
and had the satisfaction of overtaking
his funeral just as it was about to 90
on board the ferry-boat that plies to
Calvary Cemetery.
Stop there he cried springing for
ward and seizing the head of the horse
attached to hearse. Stop there, tell
we, or, by the powers, I'll massacre
every mothers son of ye.'
Then rushing back to the next car
riage, which contained his wife, he pull
led open the door, and exhibited him
self freely perspiring and greatly asi-
tated.
The scene that ensued Gas the mag
azinists say may be imagined, but
cannot be described The widow
Burke tainted, as did all the other VIZ.
men in the carriage, while the men
struggled for exit by the other door.
The uproar spread, and the aid of the
police would have been called, had not
tine widow recovered from her swoon
and fully recognized the presence of her
dead husband.
AS 1T was, many were not a little
angered ut Pats unwaraantable inter
ference, while Pat, on seeing the corpse
was greatly chagrined that his wife
should mistake such an ugly spalpcen
Tor her nnrtv Pat h,,t uho,, h. -.