News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1885-01-08
FARMER WAGNER AGAIN ROBBED.
The Man who Kept His Money Hidden In
His House Rather Than Trust iI In n
Bank.

A dispatch from Bradford, Pa, says:-
About two miles west of this city as the
crow flies, an old-fashioned farm house
stands in q bend of the road solitary
and alone. In this house Farmer Wag-
ner and his wife have lived for over
thirty years. When the oil fever swept
through the valley, wells were drilled on
the farm, and it was not long before
the old farmer and his spouse fairly
rolled in gold He could not be induced
to intrust his money to bank, but was
content to hide it in the many dismal
rooms of the old farm house. One
morning he awoke and found his faith
ful watchdog lying dead in the yard.
He also found the stand of drawers in
his bed chamber lying on the floor, and
their contents scattered all over the
and feather pillows were found cut open.
Every room in the old house had been
ransacked. When the old couple COM
pared notes they found that the robbers
had taken about 50, 500 in gold and sill.
yer, besides some valuable papers. This
was about three years ago. After this
Farmer Wagner and his wife were more
cautious, and when, about eightcon
months ago, the robbers returned to
ransack the old farm house, they got
nothing.
ST got the best of the rascals," said
the farmer gleefully, 81 put all my
money and all of my wife's in the Tuna
Valley Bank"
He might as well have left his money
hidden in the musty rooms, as a few
months later the bank became insolvent
and was forced to close its doors. Re-
Gently the defunct bank paid small div
idend. Mrs. Wagner sold piece of the
farm for $500 and Mr.. Wagner realized
like sum from the sale of some prop
crty. They would not again trust their
fortune i'll any bank and the money,
which consisted of brand new 500 gold
pieces, bright Bland dollars and crisp
greenbacks, was hidden away in the old
homestead.
On Saturday night Farmer Wagner
and his wife had as their guests at sup
per the proprietor of brick yard in the
neighborhood and his strapping super
inteudent. The meal over, the farmer
hunted up his lantern, with its tallow
dip, and excused himself, saying that lie
had neglected to feed his horse and fas.
ten up his barn. When he tried the
handle of the door that led from the
kitchen into the sitting room he was sur
prised. The door refused positively
to open. 81 guess the bolt has dropped
out" said the old man, "and I'll go
round the back way and fix it." A few
minutes later the door was burst open
and Farmer Wagner staggered in with
blanched face.
MY God p he cried, wringing his
| hands, "we've been robbed II
Mrs. Wagner tainted, but was soon re.
vived, and then a search was made. In
the sleeping apartment Of the old folks
the window opening on the lawn was up,
and the old feather bed was not in its
familiar place.
"Mine money mine money? It's all
gone" walled Mrs. Wagner. 81 vos
keep it in the bed
The bed was found out in the grass
1t had been ripped open. In it was at
one time canvas bag containing $500
in coin and greenbacks. The bed in the
sleeping room adjoining lay on the floor.
Feathers were scattered all over the
room.
"My money, too, is gone" groased
Farmer Wagner. "Why didn't keep
it in q bank ?"
The bold thieves had made thorough
search. Beds were cut open, sofas and
upholstered chairs eut into pieces, bu'
reaus cleaned out, and closets ransacked.
Farmer Wagner and his wife rejoice be-
cause the rascals did not discover all
their hiding places. Their loss by this
asst robbery is over 81. 200.