Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-11-24
LIES ODD DRAMAS.

LIES ODD DRAMAS.
Scenes. Tragic or Comic, that Mirror Pass
ing Pictures CT the Time.
Washington, Dakota, has como up like a
mushroom. A stranger appearing in the
town is stranger for an hour only. His
name and purpose known he is admitted
to citizenship. On the 10th inst, robust
fellow entered the tavern kept by Daniel
Wolfe in Washington. and as he tossed his
grip-sack on the bar, announced that he
had come to buy a farm. He gave his
name as William McComber, but he did
not mention the place whence he had de
parted. The next day Wolfe happened
to let it be known that he was
going to Eu:on to pay some bills
McComber asked permission to join his
host in the buggy ride, explaining that he
wished to get a glimpse of the country.
An hour after the two men had started the
grass on the prairie between Washington
and Huron was seen to be on fire. Smoke
curled skyward and forks of flame burst
through. While the Washington people
were wondering the cause and extent of
the fire, Wolfe's horse came galloping in,
snorting with fright and dangling the
wrecked buggy at his heels. A party
starting post-haste into the burning grass
found Wolfe's dead body. The remains
were scorched, but, black as was the face,
bullet hole in the left temple could be
seen as we'll as grimly probed with the
finger. Forgetting the fire, the searchers,
among whom was the sheriff of the county,
ran on to Lawrence. The murder had been
seen in Lawrence, but was thought to have
gone on to the town of Miller. Straight to
Miller pushed the crowd. At the first
public house McComber was found.
''McComber,' said the sheriff" I have come
to arrest you on very grave charge"
care you an officer?'' said McComber
coolly. She sheriff handed out his COM
mission. McComber took it in his left
handi(h his right hand in his pscket), read it
slowly and carefully through, remarked that
it appeared all right and in flash whip
others of the party also drew. But Nc
Comber was too quick. Placing the re-
volver in his own mouth he shot himself
and died before one could count ten.
ut is my unpleasant duty to inform you
that the Lord has commanded me to kill
you when the clock strikes s." These
words were addressed to Mrs. May Rein
hart, who keeps boarding house on Hal
sey street, Newark, N. j., by one of her
boarders, at the supper table, on Thursday
evening. The speaker was William d.
Young, member of the salvation army,
who had been boarder at the house since
Monday.
''What have done that you should kill
me 20 inquired Mrs. Rhinehart, who was
puzzled and alarmed at the strange con-
duct of her boarder.
Il must obey the Lord, and he has COM
manded me to kill you when the clock
strikes eight" replied Young, with solemn
emphasis.
1t was then 7:30 p. M, and Mrs. Rein
hart deeming discretion the better part of
valOr, sent for an officer, who took Youn e
=, into custody. It was learned after his ar
rest that he had formerly been street
preacher in Brooklyn, and had lately made
his escape from the Wards Island lunatic
asylum, and that on regaining his freedom
he had joined the Salvation army He was
held to await the action of the New York
authorities.
"Why don't your support you wife,
George Lasalles was asked in the Jefferson
market court, New York, on Saturday,
where he was charged with abandonment.
Because I don't know if I am married
to her or not.''
''How is that?"
"Well, I was at her house one night
when her father said if I would marry his
daughter he would partly provide for
"Wellw
1--WE went to a man who was said to be a
minister and marriage ceremony was
gone through. After that went home to
my house, No. 334 West Seventeenth street,
and have not seen her since.''
''It is clear by certificate here that you
are married to this woman and you must
support her."
well, if that is so will do it, But l
think it is an imposition" said the mar
ried man.
''You can take your husband home, and
If he don't support you come again." said
the justice to the woman. They left court
together.
One day in the latter part of October
sea captain called at boarding house TO
sailors in Oregon to ship any new hands
whom he could find. The boarding house
master said that there was sailor named
Anderson up stairs who wanted to ship,
adding carelessly that as the fellow was
drunk he would send him aboard tied up
in his bunk. When Anderson was lifted
into the forecastle none of the
ships crew saw him. The next morning
when the ship was clear of the Columbia
river bar the captain sent for Anderson,
saying that the man must have slept off
his stupor. Anderson was dead and arly
had been dead for more than day. The
body was sewn up in canvass and given
to the fishes. During the investigation the
boarding house master admitted that the
man was dead when shipped, explaining
that his trick was to save burial expenses.
The comedy follows the tragedy. In the
MontezuIha (Ga.) Weekly what follows ap-
peared the other day: "a young man in