The weekly miner. [volume] (Butte, Mont.) 1878-1881, 1881-08-02

Mayor had the body of ths, dead Mavor re-
moved and decently inferred in the Boulder
grave yard, along side of the neat paling
fence that enclosed the grave Of our old
friend Uncle Billy Gordon.
At length the District Court for jefferson
county convened and the great trial of Nc
Andrews for the murder Of Mavor was called.
The brothers of the man charged with the
murder we're doing all they could for him,
and they in connection with q brother who
had been sent for from Canada, and who, it
is said, had brought a large amount OF money
with him and had employed the best legal
talent in the Territory in his defense. They
worked like T~rojans. Nothing was, left I'M
done, and no expense was spared to save
him. But thanks to a vigilant public, that
believes for its own protection, the guilty
should be punished. A chain of circumstan-
tial evidence, (the most remarkable heard in
any court, was gradually but surely being
unwound during the trial, ana every link
perfect and fitting exactly in its place, that
was as convincing to that court and jury as
the sworn testimony of a thousand witnesses
would have been, who had ooked upon the
deed. Neither the art, cunning or eloquence
ofthe lawyers, or the braggadocio or BULLDOG
ing of the brothers could break it,. The pris-
oner was found guilty and sentenced to be
hung.
Every effort was made to procure q new
trial, failing in which, All appeal
to a higher court was trumped up. Before the
day set for the execution arrived, a respite
for one month was procured from the Gov
ernor. During all the time, the sche,aing and
plotting that was going on for the release of
the prisoner, and the theories that ,,ere ,ooven
to aid ii, the public will probably never know.
The records of Jefferson county show how
ever, that when the time of the respite ex-
PRED, the prisoner, McAndrews. was hang
ed by the neck until he was dead, dead,
dead.
Let the reader now pass over the intervalof
time that has elapsed and come with me to
the town of Boulder. Last Wednesday two
ladies dressed in deep mourning, one all eld-
cry lady whose face bore unmistakable signs
of suffering and sorrow, and the other, young,
lovely and interesting, alighted from the over
land coach, and entered the hospitable man
sion Of the TrOtters. A messenger was soon
afterward sent for one or two of our best citi-
zens who were seen to enter the house and
at once admitted 20 the ladies apartments. A
messenger was also dispatched for the admin
istrator of the estate OF Uncle Billy Gordon,
who soon arrived and also entered the apart
ment Of the ladies'. During the cours, the
afternoon nd evening it leaked out through
the town, that the ladies, mother and dauch-
ter, were in search of a husband and father,
and from what they had learned from time to
time, through correspondence and otherwise,
they had come to the conclusion that poor,
dead Uncle Billy Gordon was the long lost
individual, aud they had come all the way
from their far distant home, to have him dis
inferred, that they might see and satisfy
themselves of his identity.
Yesterday, Thursday, the ladies, accompa-
MED by the gallant administrator and several
citizens, went up to the graveyard. The neat
palings that enclose the grave, and the head
and foo: boards we'll preserved, were CAREFUL
ly removed TO give the workmen a chance.
The hollow ound gave out by the pick and
shovel gave notice that the boards covering
the coffin had been reached. They were soon
removed and revealed, not the fine coffin
bearing its silver cross that Uncle Billy had
been buried in, but instead, a rude sluice
boxlike coffin. too narrow to admit the re.
mains of a reasonably sized man. The ad
ministrator was dumb with establishment and
the ladies looked at him As much as if to say,
"where now is your fine coffin with its silver
cross?" As sson rs the administrator had re-
covered from his establishment, he directed
the workmen to remove the lid, which being
done, and the blankets that covered the re-
mains were laid aside, the cramped upremalns
OF . strange man was revealed. "Who is he?'
"Who can he be Z" passed from lip to lin,
while others shook their heads in dumb and
mysterious silence. At length it flashed
through the minds of one or two that had as.
sisted in removing him, and they pronounced
the name Mavor. Aud sure enough on a
further examination, it proved to be the re-
mains of The murdered Blackhiller.
The workmen then began to prospect
around for the grave of Uncle Billy. Sink
ing down on a neglected grave near by, they
soon brought to view a fine coffin with a sill
yer cross, and upon opening it, the we'll
known features of Uncle Bill Gordon was
recognized by all present. When the neat
paling fence and the head and foot boards. |
were removed from Uncle Billr's grave, and |
placed over the grave OF the murdered Mayor, |
and tor what purpose, will probably forever
remain a mystery. L.
Boulder City, July Goth 1881.