The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1880-05-11

the door of "some person or persons un-
known" and left to take rank with un-
discovered crimes.
1t will be remembered when the dog
Viper entered Armstrong; house on the
night of the murder, he had q piece of
blue cloth, with brass button attached,
in mis- mouth, and which he laid in Mag
gie's hand. This the girl put in her
purse, more with a view of knowing
where to find it, if waited, than for any
other assignable reason.
Twelve months had passed, when busi-
ness drew her aud her father to White
haven. As usual, it was on a Saturday
night, the pay-tfme of coliers and
others. AS they were crossing the little
bridge, whom should they confront, as
they reached the other side, but Richard
Bpunskill, who was about to step on the
planks. The eyes OF Miss Armstrong
and his met in one stern and earnest
gaze; but, while they were hesltating as
to what course each should take, their
attention was arrested by something
at their feet. Viper was growing with
all his might. his eyes ready to leap
from their sockets, and the hair on his
back standing up like the teeth OF a
comb, pulling at BrunskilPs trouser-leg,
evidently for the purpose of arresting
progress. In moment Maggie's niissy
suspicious were confirmed, that the
slayer of her intended husband stood be-
fore her. She remembered the piece Of
cloth in her pocket. Looking at his
coat, she saw that it was blue in color;
and the buttons in front made OF brass,
were the same size and pattern as the
one on the piece in her pocket. Stepping
behind him, and looking at the waist Of
his coat, she saw that Il piece OF cloth
had been torn out, and another piece
sewed awkwardly in its place and bear
ing button not like the Others. Not a
shade of doubt now fingered in her
mind the proof which she had in her
purse, with the action Of the dog, con-
vinced her that she was right. So, seiz'
ing him by the collar of his coat, and
looking him steadily in the face, she ex-
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Richard Brunskill, you are the MUIR
derer of Thomas Musgrove! See, the
dog accuses you; and this piece of cloth,
too, rises up as u witness against youp
Saying which she took the rag from
its keeping-place and held it up to his
gaze.
Brunskill shook like an aspen leaf.
His face became ashen pale; and falling
backwards into the arms Of one OF the
many who had gathered together, he
said:
God won't let me escape. | am guilty
of the death of Thomas Musgrove! am
willing to die!"
A constable attracted by what was
going on in the neighborhood, drew near
Just as the wretched man had uttered
these words, and took him into custody.
Afterwards he WAS tried and condemned.
Brunskill made Il full confession OF his
crime before his execution. He said
that when he got to know that Musgrove
had gained the place THAT he once be-
lievea he had in Margaret Armstron= :
affections, and seeing no chance to sup.
plant him, deep-rooted hatred WAS be.
gotten within him; but he never fell
tempted to take his life till the night Of
the murder and then resolved that tho
deed should be done in the old quarry
On reaching it he hid behind the stone
stoop OF the gateway that led thereto
and I'M a short time he heard the football
of his unsuspectlng victim. linking s
deep drink Of run, and grasping the
he'd dge stake with which he had armet
himself, as soon as the young fellow
, reached the spot where he was hid, h
,, sprang up and killed him by blow Of
the back of his head, after which h
: dragged him into the quarry. The do
: he said, was wild with rage, but he wa
not aware until afterwards that a piec
! Of his coat had been torn away by tn
y animal, nor did he ever suspect that
had been found and treasured up to be
= witness against him.