Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1882-03-20
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blower at the La Belle mill, and Wilbur
Milligan, who will be eighteen next month.
son OF Frank Milligan, of Bridgeport. He
| drives butcher wagon for his uncle, at
Martins Ferry and in this business has
earned the soubriquet OF Soup" He and
Davis, former friends, were not on good
| terms, having
QuarreIed Over n Girl
named Josephine Archibald. Milligan and
Davis, perhaps, had been drinking and
were quarrelsome, and the pair got into
slight fuss over the hat OF Mile McHen-
~, who had thrown it off in dancing. Each
had proposed to the other to go out and
settle it, but Davis was prevented by his
| friends He wsS much the larger OF the
two and, perhaps. Mllligan felt equal TO
| him from the fact that he had that day pur-
| chased a revolver He produced this weap-
on and tiourished it about until induced by
his friends To put it away. Both swore at
each other and Milligan proclaimed aloud
his ability to lick any -
- in the room" In this bad frame
they separated and at five minutes before
l2 o'clock the ball broke up Milligan went
up Market street and Davis down Twelfth
and up Main. Davis had Matte Nc.
Anich with him and close behind him
came Anna ConOway and Josephine Archi-
bald and behind them George Selvey and
Mile McHenry, all living over the river.
Crossing the bridge, they met Milligan at
the corner of Front and Zane streets. He
had preceded them, in company with al boy
named Davy Davis whose testimony when
he is secured, will be valuable When he
reached the corner. he stripped oil both
coat and Oyercoat and asked Davy to hold
them hut the boy refused and he laid
them on the ground. This was just as
Frank Davis came along. Just as he got
in advance, Milligan exclaimed
Pm Ready for You Now"
and rushed at Davis. Whether he struck
him or not is not known, but Davis met his
advance with blow that sent him back
ward into the mud. lie at once rose, drew
and cooked his revolver. and crying: "I'll
fix you noT," fired. The ball struck Davis
in the forehead, Just ever the left eye,
penetrating the brain and killing him al
most instantly. When Milligan saw what
he had done hepcked up his coats and hat
and ran toward the west. A large crowd
gathered about the form OF Davis, and
many shrunk, horror stricken, from the
spot. The girls,
Half Frightened TO Death.
made the best OF their way home Samuel
Mcpherson raised the head of the uncOn-
scious and dying boy and others fastened
to the neighborlng drug store and to the
residence of Justice Thomas Sweeney. This
official summoned tile following
jury: J. r. Waterman, foreman,
Will Tappan Jonas Butterield, Geo. Gray,
G. T.. Schenerlcin, G. w. Tieman, Geo.
Clator. ChaS LukenS. J. B. Ingram Thos.
+. lIeyman, l.. Bishop and Andy White.
James Blazier and ChaS. Crosley were hur-
riedly examined and enough was learned to
fix the cause of the shooting. DR.. f. {.
Myers examined the body and found the
ball had penetrated the brain and that
death, which came in twenty minutes, was
inevitable. He probed the wound tive
inches. Upon this the jury was dis
charged until o'clock in the morning, to
body was placed on a board and taken to
the residence OF William DeeCan, AS Nir
gina street that having been the boys
home and Mr.. Dcecan his uncle. Here was
enacted
The Most Notwithstanding Scene
that mortal eye has ever witnessed. The
boys mother had just arrived Saturday for
a short visit to her sister. Mrs. Deecan. At
supper time the son left his mother in the
best OF spirits and in the dead of night she
was aroused from her sleep to learn that
her eldest and best son had been murdered.
and that his lifeless form was now in the
room beneath her. No pen can picture the
frantic misery of her woe. She seemed
to be entirely beside herself, and
ran wildly around the room. shrieking
and moaning, and falling first on a
chair and then full length upon the
floor. and all the time crying in an agony
of wretchedncss: "My darling. my boy.
My God, this will break my heart" Her
relatives were powerleSs in their efforts to
pacify her, and when, from sheer exhaus-
ton, she fell PROSTATE on the floor, she
was picked up bodily and carried to her
room upstairs, where she Sobbed and
moancd a if dying. Every eye was moist
ened. and many ran from the house to get
beyond the heart-breaking sound of her
voice.
Immediately upon the shooting, Capt.
Bennett was informed, and hurrying to the
scene he was put in possession of the facts.
He went ut once to Bridgeport and with
Marshal McConehay searched the house of
Milligan's father, but in vain. A carriage
was then procured and the officers drove to
the house of the uncle OF the young muir
derer, at Martins Ferry. The uncle said
the boy was not there, but unknown to
him he had crawled in a window and gone
to bed. Capt. Bennett awakened him and
at first he
Denied all knowledge
OF the killing and the possession OF re-
volver; but afterward he confessed to all.
and handed over the weapon. He was
brought over to Wheeling, and kept at po-
plice headquarters to await the arrival of
Justice W. II. Caldwell. In the meantime
he was interviewed by q REGISTER repre-
sentative. He is a very boyish looking
young fellow, and his face bore the marks
of his recent dissipation. He seemed not
the least concerned about his crime, and
talked frankly and freely. He denied all
jealousy between himself and Davis, and
thought the matter was settled at MeI.ain's
hall. When asked why he waited for
Davis at Pollock's corner, his reply was
that friend requested it, but lie could
give no reason for having removed his coat
He claims Davis attacked him, and what
he did was done in self defense.
He Was Very Drunk.
he said, and had but an indistinct idea of
what took place. Squire Caldwell arrived
about half-past three o'clock. yeste rday
morning, and asked bond in the sum of
$1,000 for his appearance next Thursday.
This he could not furnish and was COM
mitted to Jail. When Marshal McConahey
demanded to know whether he should tell
his father. Milligan responded "Oh, SQUIRE,
you had better tell him, and tell him he
can come over to see me if he wants to-"
The Inquest.
Owing TO the absence of important wit
nesses the continuance Of the inquest was
not had until o'clock yesterday afternoon,
at Keats shoe shop, Just around the bridge |
corner, Outsiders were excluded and