The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1870-07-28

was feeding the kiln, when he heard
A DEAD, CRASHING BLOW
then stfied groan, then Mann's voice calling 70
him, Come on" He rushed to the door, Trail
lay fiat on the ground, blood gushing rom us
mouth and nostrils. Mann had struck nm on the
back OF the neck and base OF the skull with a
heavy ironwood stake. Mann hastily tied the
hands and feet OF the corpse, and placed Smiths
Jacket beneath It's head. Then he took the rife.
revolver and watch OF the guard, ana potn. snp-
In their asnnei shirt and drawers, over the fields,
across the railway track and into swamp. Here,
st distance th o. f9Hr miles from the sld Of
when they moved towards tho canal under the IA.
voring shades of night. All day Friday they re-
NAMED In the woods. From their ia,king place
they could see the city, with its curling smoke aud
peaceful fires. About dusk they ventured to
door and bought loaf of bread, and then, find.
Ing boat, they crossed the narrows and struck
oastwards. Crossing the river on raft they
reached the mainland at noon on Saturday and
rested In the woods till night. Al midnight they
broke into milk-house, where they obtained an
axe, some pies and bread. They skunk through
the woods all
THE QUIET SABBATH DAY.
About dusk they crossed the bridge of the Grand
Trunk Railway ut Gananoque. Three men were
standing on it, but Mann said boldly, "They will
think US railroad men," and passed without chal-
lenge. About three miles east of Gananoque thew
came to the wide St. Lawrence beyond which
was freedom. But they could find no boat, and
pursuers were on their trail. Patrols Of cavalry
were out securing the country, soldiers and de,
tectives were on every road As the disappointed
murderers passed up from the river they were
espied and fred upon by the volunteers. Drop
ping the axe and their bread they ran about forty
rods to some rocks near barn and hid themselves
in the crevces Here they remained until nine
o'clock on Tuesday morning. They could see and
hear their Iursuers seeking them, and almost pass
:ls over them, and once little dog crept into the
cave, licked the face Of the murderer, Mann
and quietly trotted away, wagging his tail,
otnic~ I'm M tnn tha nn~ mt huA
sackened and again they made for the woods.
On their way they got some chickens, and
SO ravenous were they ate the raw flesh. About
noon they entered house and secured pair of
pants and shirt. All Tuesday night they walked
along the railroad track, hiding in the bushes
whenever the trains went roaring by. At day
break they again took to the woods near Lans-
downe. Until the following Monday they kept on
their toilsome way through the forest, almost
always so near the highways that they could hear
the
TRAMP OF PURSUING HooFs.
They stole aud killed lamb and ate part of the
three O'Clock on Monday morning they reached
Grahams Lake, near Br0ckvie, and struck q fire
to rid them of the myriads of mosquitoes. They
tried to Sleep but they could not indeed in all their
twenty-four hours, so closely were they bounded,
so troublesome were the flies and mosquitoes.
They were tired out, almost naked, almost
starved, worn with seeplessness In this for
Torn COnultlOn LQeV were SURROUNDED Dy u party
of some twenty men. They waded into the lake
up to their necks, c0ncealng their heads behind a
stump. Their pursuers passed very them
but did not perceive them until Mann started to
swim away when he was captured and 'peached'
on Smith, who was next secured. Thus, after ten
days wanderings, Nemesis at last laid her grasp
on her victims not to be loOsened until she hands
them over to the hangman.
A ROMANTIC MURDER.
The murder which have just rccounted is sul1l-
cteutlV m n nlaCe. Int that which | have
to describe has about 1t many redeemng features
Of romance worthy of Miss Braddon. The ac-
counts of the murder are somewhat conflicting,
but from what can gather the facts are about as
follows:-In the pleasant and peaceful village of
Sherrington, among other pretty girls, was
one in particular the daughter of wealthy
farmer. She was handsome, educated, afiec-
tionate, an heiress and wanted nothing,
not even litter, to make her belle and good
match. Among the numerous village SWANS who
owned the influence of her charms were two pre-
eminent rivals, both merchants, one named La
france and the other named Pelletier. The rivalry
between these two ran high, although for long
time it did not any features other than those
generally manifested by rival lovers. Finally La.
france proved himself the better wooer Of the
twain and the news was circulated through the
village that he was shortly to wed with the fair
Adele Pelletier, the unsuccessful lover, took his
defeat sorely to heart than was generally the
case, and was heard to mutter that the marriage
was not yet over, and that
dead MEN NEVER MARRIED"
No weight, however was attached to his threats
or m0odiness, and the days passed on until the
week appointed for the wedding. Two days be-
fore the Jour DIES nOces the inteudent bridegroom
paid visit to his sweetheart, and remained with
her family until near eleven O'Clock in the evening,
when he mounted his horse and rode away gayly
in the direction of his home, whistIing carelessly.
On his way he had to pass through lonely
stretch of road, bordered by deep, swampy
bitches, and running through wood Of some ten
or fifteen acres. Although there was moonlight
the trees made the road gloomy, and what hap
pened in that sullen shade and beside that dead
water only One Eye could see. Suffice 1t that at
early morning Lafrance's horse was found, rider.
less, in the road, while the body of the lover, 80
soon to be united to the object of his affections,
lay in the copse, with bullet through his heart,
public curiosity at once hit of a clue, and the
sudden and unexplained absence Of Pelletier
gives sad confirmation to the conjecture that
Jealousy had urged him on to murder.
think that Miss Braddon and the Bowery itself
would not want better sensation, but they would
hardly lay the scene in America and make the
time July, 1870. Aud so for the one thousandth
time Truth has proved herself stranger than
fiction.
Tho third murder whose "dainty dish" can lay
before the readers Of the HERALD smacks of the
RAAL GUILD TIPPERARY STYLE,
and s quite Irish in conception, execution and VIC
tim. In the parish of st. Sylvester, near Quebec,
a quarrel had arisen between a man named Gro
teau and the village attorney, Mr.. Burns. Mr..
Burns went to tender some money in land dispute
to this Croteau, and the latter rendered him re-
ceipt in full by cooking loaded gun, and placing
the muzzle about six inches from the notary's
nose. The notary fed, and at once laid com
plant before the Judge Of Sessions at Quebec, OBJ
tanning warrant for the apprehension of Croteau,
and subpGnas to compel the attendance OF wit
nesses These subpenas were entrusted to
bailiff named Donohoe, better known as 'Nosey,"
from his having had his nose sliced off In an en-
counter. Donohoe set out on horseback on his
errand, and had reached a small grove on the
property of Mr.. Landry, near st. Sylvester,
when bullet from an unknown rifle struck
him on the throat, beneath the jaw, and,
crashing through the skull, almost took off
the top Of the unfortunate mans head.
He was dead ere he tumbled into the
dust. Who fred the fatal shot is not known,
although suspicion has fastened on man named
Lynch, formerly a soldier in the American army.
A body of police are in pursuit of him. Croteau
is also closely watched, suspicion having been
excited by the manner ia which he wept over the
victim nd hu the zeal which he has disnla ved In