The Leavenworth weekly times., 1874-10-22
Taeeklp Gimes
THURSDAY, OCTOBER %, 1874.
THE TRIPLE MURDER; Ok,
THE DEMON of CEN
TRIAL PARK.
A Story Of Fashionable New York
Life.
BY + 7. BATNCA.
BIZ + 7. BATNUN.

LIICs
BYPT. BATNUH.
CHAPTER ].
The night was dark and stormy.
As the fitful and forked flashes OF light
ening Lit up the hoary scene, a strange
from might have been observed career
ing wildly across the verdant sward that
extends northward from the ediice sscr-
ed to the remains of Theodore Thomas,
and on which male croquet-players and
not allowed to disport themselves.
Belaied wanders we're startled by con-
tinusl peals Of wild and unesrihly laugh
ter.
1t was the Demon Of Central Park,
CHAPTER ii.
Esmeralda vas fsir-haired brunette.
Her parents were rich but honest.
At the peroid our tale opens, she WAS
seated at an open window OF a gorgeous
mansion If Fifth Avenue.
While there handsome youth passed
by ON the opposite side of the street.
He pointed to the "Personals" in q
copy Of the Herald which he carried in his
hand.
1t was the Demcn CT Central Park.
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The Herald next morning contained the
following announcement:
eff the Venus who sat at the open window offhe
Ia.atial residents on Fifth Avenue, and no re
cognixed the AdOns who passed by be -ween the
hours OF End 6, will meet him in front OF A. 7.
Stewart marble halls this seyeniDG at clock, the
will confer a favor upon ViETUE AND
MORTALITY
BY remarkable coincidence, Esmer-
aida, who usually read the Sun that shines
for all, price two cents, perused the Her.
aid that morning.
While her wild eye roved anxiously
over the exciting columns devoted to the
DISCUSSION as to who wrote Shakspere,
her swelling bosom palpitated beneatt
her Worth robe 0fpouu de soie.
At last the cleaning glance ofthe guile
less girl glid over the glittering glamouri
of the gorgeous generalization headed:
Ready for adoption, rale infant of iesiti'
mate parentass."
"Can it be?'' she softly murmured
"Yet no, it cannot be-"
Once more ker sight sought the seduc
tive sentences.
"'Tis he %. she cried, and. while |,
deep vermilion blush rose to her face
and shook the blanc de perle from her be-
dimpled cheeks, sank with half-uttere(
sigh upon lounge of blue and gold.
Suddenly the air grew dark, q heavy
atmosphere Elled the room, and as th'
unconscious maiden raised her lustrou
orbs to the second pane of the window
ehe beheld hideOus face that glsred an'
guashcd its teeth at her.
1t was the Demon of Central Par :!
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They met!
He had Q carriage waiting.
He handed her into it.
Selling the rigid ribbons, he drove th'
foam-fiecked steeds with veiocipede-lik,
velocity to tbs Mall.
He alighted and clasped her TO hi
breast.
40 blissful hour" she grasped, as he
head of false hair nestled to his side.
lie stopped his head as if TO imprint {
kiss upon her alabaster lips, but instead
fixed his wolflike fangs upon her rOsy
jugular, and drawing her blood with fh'
impetuosity of Niagara pump, never de
sisted while drop Of liquid remuined il
her lifeless body.
She was dead.
A sacrifice to the Herald Personals.
Gently raising her PROSTATE corpse, b.
bore il swiftly, while uttering fiendish ant
discordant yells, to the Menagerie, an
gave the toothsome tidbit TO the terribl
tigers.
,ph nf
Avenue residing near were disturbed b.
most monotonousm usmanching and cruelty
creaking crunching, and peering fror
their windows in the endeavor the cause
beheld little gray-headed man stealth
along under tie shadow Of the whit
wall of tie waterworks.
'. was the Demon of Central Park !!
CHAPTER
Onesiphorus and Suphonisba- Brow
sat by the fireside.
Tfey were eagerly and earnestly expect
ing the entrance of the enchanting +:
meralda.
They waited.
Half past two A. N. struck, and as tn
booming sound was borne along on tn
Wild night air, the parents felt horribl
chill creep through the marrow OF thei
bones.
At last Onesiphorus arose.
"Fair sharer ofmy nuptial couch,
will 20 to seek Esmeralda."
He went!
A supernatural institct carried him il
the direction of the Mcnagerie.
Arriving there, he beheld on the grcun'
q small bone.
Instantly recognizing it as the fourth
finger bone of Esmeralda's left hand. h'
uttered a piercing cry and fell senseless
On recovering, Onesiphorus beheld ,
beauteous maiden bending over him.
Even while he gazed the lovely form
assumed hideous and horrible aspect
and ere the fearfully frightened fathel
could free himself from the fascinating
face that fixed him to the spot, he felt the
ferocious fangs fastened in frenzy on hii
heaving breast.
In q .eW moments all was still.
Then the hideous brute bore to The
Ramble all that was LETT of OnesiphOrus,
and hastily collecting fewtwigs crcmat-
ed it.
While the flames ragged, an awfu. figure
might have been seen dancing and heard
bowling around the devouring element.
Itwas the Demon of Central Park!i J!
CHAPTERVI.
Six O'Clock A. NJ. struck in Fifth Av-
enue.
Oncsiphorus had not returned. g.
Sophonisba could NO longer control
her feelings.
She dressed and went out.
Whittier should she gos
For q moment she paused irrcsolute,
then, as if impelled by some irresistible
impulse, che few towards the Ramble.
Some cawing crows, pecking at heap of
black ashes, attracted her attention.
She approached.
The strange color of the ashes rivetcd
her gaze.
In moment she recognized them as
the last remains of Onesiphorus.
Before she could faint, she felt herself
clasped in Q strong but subtle grasp,
which, drawing thightcr and tighter. like
the coil of boa-constrictor, crushed her
to q senseless pulp.
Life vas extinct.
The Brown family was no more.
One fiend had killeG al.
Itwas the Demon of Central Park ~!
CHAPTERVH