The anti-monopolist., 1874-12-24

pointing his pistol at his heart. Albert
thought of the revolver in his pocket,
but could not use it. He grasped his
gun by the barrel and brought the
stock down On Mosher's arm. The
stock was broken from the rest Of the
gun. Mosher groaned and grasped his
pistol in his left hand. By this time
he had reached the front of the house,
and Albert had time to draw his revol-
yer. Mosher faced him to fire again
and Albert shot him through the left
shoulder. Mosher turned and stag
gered, and Albert fired two shots at
his back. The balls took effect. The
burglar uttered an oath, and, once
more facing his antagonist, fell back
ward on the grass, feebly saying, 81
surrender. In an instant he was
dead.
In the mean time Douglas found
himself hemmed in on all sides. He
made desperate attempt to gain the
road, and leveled his pistol at the Ger
man, Frank, and fired. Frank gave
him the contents Of his shot gun in
his stomach. Douglas fell at the right
Of the house, near the fence. He was
not dead. The neighbors wele soon out
in force, and while the firing was going
on Mrs. Van Brunt was at the window
of her house. She saw the quick fash
es of the fire arms and heard the re-
ports. She says the whole thing didn t
last more than minute. She did not
know who had been shot, and it was
only when she heard her husband
shout, Were all right that she
again breathed freely.
Theodore V. Bergen, who lives close
by, brother Of Alderman Bergen.
heard the shooting, opened his window,
and shouted. do you want ary help
over there The answer was. in Mr..
Van Brunt' voice, Yes
THE DYING BURGLARS CONFESSION.
Then Mr.. Bergen and younger
brother put on their clothes, took up
their shot guns, and hurried out to find
one burglar dead and another dying.
The dying burglar looked up at Mr..
Bergen, and gasped. ''whisky.'
Mr.. Bergen went for some, and re.
turning with it, the burglar touched it
to his lips, and said, "Thank you
Then he asked for water. His stomach
had been riddled with shot. A blanket
was brought and thrown over him, and
the drizzling rain tell on his face. Scott
held the lantern, while Mr.. Bergen,
young Van Brunt, and others spoke to
him. The elder Van Brunt was forced
to 90 into his house.
'.I've got $40 in my pocket" said
Douglas. Use that to bury me with.
My name is Joseph Douglas. I've got
no relatives but brother and sister,
and l haven't seen them in twelve
years. The other mans name is
Mosher-William Mosher. He's got a
wife and six children"
Here the burglar breathed heavily
and looked piteously about.
Its no use lying now,' he con-
tinued, 'I've got to die. l helped to
steal Charlie Ross. Me and Moshcr did
it,
Then he paused, and Mr.. Bergen tried
to urge him en-, but Douglas said, .'No,
go to Mosher. He'll tell you all about
He's dead" said Bergen.
"He's dead--no, is he (" and Douglas
groancd, "well, he could tell it all if he
was alive. can't now After sew.
eral minutes Douglas said, 81 was in
the buggy with Mosher when they stole
him. Mosher can tell all about it.
But. Mosher is dead repeated Mr..
Bergen.
well, then ask Inspector Walling
(the present superintendent. Wa'iing
knows. He's been wanting us for =
long time. Now he can have US"
Douglas was asked where the Ross
boy was. He answered that Mosher
knew, and that the child was soon to be
given up to his parents. At about five
O clock Douglas died.
Mrs.. M0sher at the M0rgue.
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