M'arthur Democrat. (McArthur, Vinton County, Ohio) 1853-1865, 1860-03-15
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the captain kept him on board, and,
in the course OF year, sent him often
aIoit for amusement. His strength
increased with his wears, but his bulk
and height remained nearly the same
at eighteen as when he became ma
MAC. Ris ribs, breast and back seem.
cd one case OF bone, and his sinews
and muscles made his legs and arms
appear like pillared columns. He
was fair, with light blue eyes and del
icate skin, his face oval and full, hut
void OF eXDression--neither love, fear
revenge or pleasure could bs traced in
its stolid outline. His eyes stared at
everything without appearing to see,
and when he spoke there was rarely
any meaning in his words. He fol-
lowed the men in their various duties,
like a dog following his master. -
Whenever he was struck or started by
a boatswain's mate, he ran up the main
rigging, screaming at the top OF his
lungs, and never paused uatil he had
performed tho first evolution which
had made him a maniac.
AS the sailors story runs, the ship
arrived at Plymouth to be docked and
reftted. The captain availing him
self Of the leisure, was going to be
married, and the news was communi.
Gated by his servant to the cook, who
soon circulated it on the birth deck
among the men who cursed him and
all his kin.
His servant came on board of the
hulk where the men were lodged, the
evening when the captain was to be
married. Crazy Joe, the name the
BOY was known by) met him at the
gang way and asked intelligently il the
captain would be married that evening
and whele9 The servant gave him
the inforn.,ation he desired and went
about his business.
That night while the Captain was
undressing he was seized by the throat
aud dragged to'the bridal bed.
Look, fair'lady, on me-" said cra-
zy Joe, shut do not scream or will
kill you. Look on Ane, l hold within
my grasp devil, who deiights-in cru.
city ia mercless tiend who has scours-
ed tn, hacks OF hundredsu! brave men
IA ruffian who robbed me OF my rea
son--l hold him W thin the grasp Of
death. at the very moment his black
soul thought itseIf within the reacn Of
bliss. Monster, look upon your lady;
think moment OF the heaven Of earth
ly joy almost withiny your reach, then
think ot me, poor crazy Joe, and Of
the hell to which send you! Die,
wretch, diep
When the alarm was given the
strangled body Of the captain wac
toand lying alongside OF the bridal
bed; bat the maniac who killed him
was never recognized atterward. He
belonged ITO Cornwall, and probably
found shelter from pursuit in the
mines, until tie excitement passed
away.
The lady stated at the time and
many yeals aiterward, that the attack
of the maniac was so sudden and 81.
lent that she knew nothing of it until
the curtains were pushed aside and
she lelt the pressure of the captain 8
body bent over the edge of the bed
Joe held his victim around the neck
with the right hand and turned him
from side to side as If he had been a
child, while the fore-fuger and thumb
ot his lett hand grasped her own throat
ready to extinguish her own life ifshe
raised an alarm. His face was pale
and death-llke, his eyes started, but
lnotionless, and every word be uttered
seemed to Issue from the very depths
OF his sonl. The captains locks were
terrible beyond description; death lett
the impress OF ferocity upon his dark
ened features. How the maniac en-
tered or left the room she never knew
his departure was as noiseless as his
entrance. So paralyzed was she with
Tear that an hour elapsed before she
could muster courage to call for help
but she thanked God, when the cap
tain's cruel character became general
ly known ashore that she had beer
rescued from his alliance.
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Orleans Picayune notices the fac
that the last annual report Of the Lou
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