Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1885-10-18

his detention according W law
Given under our hands and seals this !
10th day Of October, 1885.
WILLIAM II. FIX, J. p. seal
j. NJ. LICKLITER, j. p. lseal.I
HOW THE SHOOTING WAS DONE.
An account Of the crime has already
been published in the Dispatch, but the
following from the Stanton Vindicdtor
will throw additional light upon it:
The rotunda at the Fair-Grounds is
circle forty feet in diameter. Around it
are strung exhibits Of fruit and house
hold work and embroidery; near the
door is line of collins in the centre
is O marble bust, and round it are musi-
cal instruments whose gay notes fill
the room through the day. Thursday
the 18th instant, between | and
o'clock, William Montezuma Brown,
young farmer, about thirty-fivs years oil
age, who lives near Fishersville, was
walking in the rotunda with his wife and
little child. lie was in a cheerful hui
NOR, having just learned that he had
taken five or six premiums. In the
rotunda at the same time was Stuart
Koiner, tall and rather handsome
young man, a son of the late j. Harvey
Koiner. and who owns and lives on a
fine farm adjoining that of young
Brown. He is apparently about twenty
three years of age. lie walked up to
Brown, and, drawing a pistol, without
a word, shot him through the left
breast. Brown seized the pistol and his
wife at the same moment seized young
Koiner. No word had been spoken by
anybody. Captain j. I. Long, who
was in uniform, was standing near, and,
hearing the shot, rushed up. lie
wrested the pistol from Koiner, who
clung to it until a blow from Captain
Long made him loose his hold. All
this passed in a few seconds of time.
In a moment all was excitement and
confusion in the great crowd Of people
On the Fair Grounds.
Brown fell to the floor and was evil
IDENTIFY fast dying. His wife was sob
bling piteously, and with endearing
terms was trying to comfort him. She,
too, saw that he was mortally wounded,
and asked him with touching tender
ness. "Oh, Zune, are you afraid to
die?" But he was fast passing out OF
hearing Of her words.
Commonw ealth's Attorney Echols,
who was near, went up, and, kneeling
by the dying man, asked, "Who shot
you?" The eyes opened and Brown
replied. "Stuart Koiner shot me-
What for 2" was asked. Nothing,
was the reply. Had you done any
thing to him? ?" Nothing" was the
last reply. In few moments his spirit
had passed away. The body was taken
to Bickle x Hamrick's and there cof-
fined and thence taken to the court
house. where it lay last night. Stuart
Koiner was arrested and taken to Jail.
AN INTERVIEW WITH THE PRISONER
A representative Of the Dispatch
went down to the Jail yesterday and
had an interview with Kolner.
The prisoner is about twenty-three
wears of age, is five feet ten inches
high. has dark complexion, dark hair,
and dark, restless, fearful eyes. lie
talks like lunatic.
Tell me why it was you shot Brown
said the reporter. -,
Look here, stranger, | cannot tell
you anything about it with his ghost
staring me in the face; it is long
story-long, long story. l did not
want to kill him.
Did you ever have quarrel with
him?
With tears streaming down his face
he replied: He wrOnsed a member Of
my family. 1t was two years ago.
What did you do?
Oh. it bothered me to death.
could get no peace of mind. went
out West, travelling through number
OF States. Often | would lay on the
banks of the Missouri, watching 1t:
blue waters and looking up at the shin
|, ing stars above me, and thinking OF my
beautiful home in the Valley of Vir
GINA. Oh, | was fearfully bothered
right here Iplacing his hand to hi
heartl.
Then he remarked: Look here
stranger, did you ever hear mans nos
crack? can crack mine--listen Oh
, what was | talking about? Yes. abou
nv home. | could not stand it. | wa
so much bothered l could not get an.
rest. WANTED to see my mother.
, could not work.
How long did you remain in tn
West, and when did you return Il
! Augusta?
Much excited, Koiner looked up q
the reporter and said, "You are
. handsome fellow, and you are gentle
= man. You have got on good clothes
: and look like one."
u The reporter, modestly ignoring tn
Is compliment, repeated the question.
oh, said he, excuse me; l forgot
Nv head hurts me. l am not feeiin
we'll. Oh! was out there two years
y and have been home four months.
, Did you ever have . difficulty wit
Brown?
=, Oh. stranger, he shot at me the nigl
before killed him.
~ Where were you?
Iwss in my orchard ; saw mt
"A stoop; l heard the report Of gun AZ
y the buckshot ratified around my legs.
y Did any Of them strike you9
: No; but ] could tell they were bpc
:. shot from the noise they made In {
a. leaves.
70 Did you see Brown
He was in the road. l was in
orchard. Ny farm adjoins his. lie
tleman, there was something wro
about him. His mind was light
Il. knew he would kill me If did not I
nd