The States and Union. [volume] (Ashland, Ohio) 1868-1872, 1871-10-04
Too Much Married.
Il Contractor Contracts FlUe Marriages
and q Warrans for Bigany-Ht
Tereupon Lights Out.

1AbOCL lool WINS GSo al al 10 "AN
gave his name as William H. Hatfield
professional architect and contractor,
called at the boarding and lodging es-
tablishment of a widow named Jones,
on West Maryland street, and asked
if there existed in that house a vacan.
cy which would provide n single gen.
tleman with bed and nonrishment, and
the incidental comforts of a home
The fair widow, pleased with the limo
cent smile of the applicant, took him
in, and the next three weeks which
followed his advent were weeks OF
bliss to Mrs. Jones. The modest
Hatield's smile had won her, and the
winning seemed mutual But life is
to brief to be spent in pursuits, and
after three solid weeks of courtship,
they decided to reduce the matter to
possession. Mrs. Jones wanted to be
married here, but Hatfield had scru.
piles about being married in a boarding
house, in the presence of the little
Joneses, whose father-in- law he was
o to be /; and more than this he had
a tinge of the romantic in his blood,
and thought it would be so much
nicer to have the matter done up in
Noblesville. Mrs. Jones consulted a
gentleman in this city who had been
a tried friend, and was advised not to
marry on short acquaintance, but Gu
pid had alreody drawn the bandage
over her eyes,, and she went it blind
and against advice, and last Sunday
the parties were made one in Mobiles
Vile. On Monday they extended
their tour as far as Anderson, where
the moments fed by on the wings OF
amorous bliss
Meanwhile, other events were tran
spring in this city. A Mrs Hatfield
who claimed to be a wife o: several
years standing, called upon the friend
whom Mrs. Jones had consulted, and
learning the state of affairs, made ter
rifle threats of prosecution for biga:
my. The friend t~elegraphed to Mrs.
Hatfield No. 2 that n of the young
Joneses was sick, and requested her
immediate return. Wife No. + went
before Justice Bogges and swore out
a warrant for the arrest of her bold
and liberal husband. When Hatfield
reached the depot some friend gave
him a hint of what was doing, and he
went at once to the residence of wife
No. 1, on Noble street. He told her
of the ruin she had made of his good
name and hopes, and how the prose-
cution of her bigamy suit would send
him to the p~enetentiary, where she
would uot only be deprived of his So
ciety but also of the ear of support.
She could not withstand this appeal,
and agreed, that if he would give her
the necessary money she would go to
St. Louis.
Having arranged this matter, he
boldly returned to the Hotel de Jones
feeling secure in the absence of the
prosecuting witness.
But, alas! how uncertain are the
things of this life. The constable ar.
rested him Immediately upon his re-
turn to the Jones House, and took
him before Esquire Bogges, who, when
he saw him, said:
"Why, Hatfield, you are not the
man who is arrested on this. charge.
are your"
Yes" answered Hatfield, with 6
look of injured innocence.
"Well," said the Squire, "1 per-
formed the marriage for you about siS
weeks ago, myself"
"No, sir; that was my twin broth
err" replied Hatfield.
"That can hardly be the CASE said
the Squire; Gas your twin brother
and yourself would not be likely IL
both bear the christian name of VIM
A."
swell, sir, it must have been m!
cousin, who is now in st. Louis ; h'
went the day after he was married !
But the Justice was not to be de-
ceived, and upon looking among hi.
papers he found the certificate which
had been q part of the marriage IL
cense.
While preparations were being made
for the trial, Hatfield found it conve
nient to step out of the back window
on an adjoining roof, and by jumping
fifteen feet to the ground, made hi
escape and passed away hence.
Since bis departure, it has been as
certained that he has a wife living IL
st. Louis, and q divorced wife at Ko
komo. He is a man Of about fifty
five, dark complexioncd, and weigh
about 225 pounds. UnsuspectinG
widows are cautioned to be on tn,
lookout for him while he remains OIL
the wrong side of the walls of the pen
/ tertiary Indianapolis Journal.