The New Orleans bulletin. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1874-1876, 1875-11-07
AWAY FROM HOME FOR NEWS.
AN UNWRITTEN CRIME.


paper of October 81, which at this late dat
has repaired the omission and has placed The
world in possession of the horrible details, fol
the accuracy and truthfulness of which il
gravely vouches. If any doubts could posi-
bly, agtate the readers mind, they will b.
speedily set at rest by the thorough geographi
cal knowledge displayed in the narrative, as
well as by the writer's intim lte acquaintance
with the social habits Of the alligator.
The prompting motive OF the direful tragedy
occurred, as stated by the paper before US,
thirty months previously, in Steubenville,
Ohio. The avenger followed his proposed
victim to New Orleans, encountered him q!
the well-remembered gambling-house Of Her.
cule Farnese, where he had himself intro
duced under the name of "Boudinot." Con-
cocting diabolical plot, he then carried it
out in the following manner:
Il was about week after their meeting
when Mr.. Boudinot said to MIR. Norcross one
day:
II am very fond of shooting and this is
Just the season for woodcock. Suppose we
spend day over on the Bayou Teche, and
about there, and where there are plenty of
birds, and wind up with a supper at Lake
Pontchartrain in the evening"
Mr.. Norcross ANTICIPATE G quiet session at
poker as an adjunct to the supper spoken of,
and deeming hin self certain of winning
heavily in such an event, was nothing 10th to
accede to the proposition, although he in
reality cared very little for woodcock shooting.
Their arrangements were quickly made,
up op5 ofhar ppcneaarv nara pharnaIia rr1-
cured, and q. an early hour on the succeeding
morning they set forth in light open wagon
for the lake. There they took small boat
and started out together. It was late in the
afternoon when they found themselves, after
a fair days sport, upon the Bayou Teche, a
long way from any habitation, and apparently
far from any other sportsmen, their boats bow
pointed homeward, Boudinot laZily pulling
and Norcross smoking. The shadows were
long, the air very still. and scarcely anything
moved in the dull, monotonous landscape
outside the boat, except the Z.
H1DEoUs BIG ALL1GAToRs
which slowly glided into the water from the
low banks as the hunters came in their vicin-
ity or poked up their long, murderous jaws
from the dark stream, and followed the boat
with hungry eyes,
Suddenly Boudinot said, as they were pass
Ing uCllo lSlauu-d mSTo VI
scarcely larger than a dining-tsble-
"Ah! there is just what promised to get
for my wife if l could, the fever plant or
bitter weed She has had the fever and
ague. and that is sure cure, but it is rare,
and have looked so long for it in vain that l
had elmost forgotten it"
"Run the boats nose up to the edge, and
I'll Jump out and get it for you" replied Nor
cross, seeing the plant at which his compan-
ion pointed.
Boudnot did so. The next moment Nor
cross sprang out, took couple OF steps tor.
ward and plucked up the little plant by the
roots. Then he turned around, saw with sur
prise that
THE BOAT HAD NoIsELEssLY GLIDED OUT
into the stream, and that Boudinot, resting
upon his oars, was looking steadily and
menacingly at him.
"Halloo !" he exclaimed, "What are you
doing? Come back here"
Don't you know me. Eben Primer"
"My God. 1t is Dan Cornell" gasped
the terrified man, who, as if by flash Of
inspiration, recognized at once his deadly
enemy.
Eyes, it is Dan Cornell" responded the
man in the boat; "Dan Cornell, the man
whose wife you stole, and who has been hunt
ing you ever since.
MERCY mercy exclaimed Eben, stretch
ing out his hands imploringly, "Tli do any
thing in Gods world that can to square it if
you'll let up on NELL give you every dollar
I've got in the world"
BAH r sneered Cornell" "Do you sup
pose I've followed you all this time for money?
No, want your life, and I'm going to have it.
But I'm not going to kill you'll could have
done that a week ago if I had chosen to dirty
my hands with your blood; but 1 do not.
There's the fellow that will attend to that for
me-"
As be spoke he pointed to something be-
hind Eben Pryme, who instinctively turned
and saw at distance of only few feet, the
horrid head of an enormous alligator.
The stony glare of the reptiles eyes was
fastened upon him, and it seemed meditating
an attack. He gave yell of terror, and
begged most abjectly for mercy, but in vain.
Dan Cornell merely laughed at him.
He was entirely defenseless. His gun and
revolver were in the boat. He had not even
stick with which to threaten the ferocious
saurians which now began to gather about
him.
Dan rowed little distance further away, to
be beyond the immediate vicinity of the now
rapidly congregating monsters.
The shrieks of the poor wretch imprisoned
upon the narrow island excited the reptiles,
and they came swimming toward him from
all directions 1t was but few moments be-
fore all about him were hideous shouts and
ravenous eyes, dotting the surface of the
water; while half dozen of the boldest rest
ed their fore pc vs. upon the bank and glared
as if momentarily about to snap at him. They
seemed to recognize his helpless condition.
As the evening shadows fell the monsters
became more and more bold. His shrieks
and pesticulations were less and less effectual
in driving them back. Closer and closer
THEIR FgIGH1FUL GORDON GATHERED ABOUT
HIM.
All the while Dan sa IN the boat at little
distance. silently and sternly looking on.
The air was heavy with the musky odor emit
ted by the reptiles There seemed to be
sc.-os Of them plssb;rs ahcu. the doomed