St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-09-25
A TERRIBLE EXPERIENCE
A Night Struggle and Narrow Is
cape From Two Raving Mad

A Night Struggle and Narrow Is
cape From Two Raving Mad
men.
New York Recorder.
About twenty years ago fearful
crime was committed at c., a small
town near Boston. The wife OF farm
er named Dillon and her children were
cruelty butchered by a mailman. The
murderer, however, escaped, and,
though well known in the locality, the
police and citizens failed to discover
his hiding place. 1t was said that the
terrible loss Dillon had sustained was
driving him insane. He used to go
from house to house searching for Cal
lagan, the mailman, and vOWing an
awful vengeance.
1t was about month after the muir
ders. | was sitting by my fireside lis
tening 10 the wind bowling outside
when L was aroused by low, quick
knock at the front door. Opening it L
beheld standing on the steps half
naked. shiyering creature. Pushing me
aside he crept toward the fire. First,
however. he closed the door and gaZed
searchiugly around the room.
at once recognized Dan Callagan.
AS / watched him he made a sudden
spring from the fire and grasped me by
the throat. | felt my breath leaving me
as | was dashed against the wall. l fell
to the floor nearly dead. L must have
remained unconscious for some time.
The first sight that met my opening
eyes is one that can never forget. in
the middle of the room stood two fig
uref, their hands grasping each others
Threats, their eyes leaping madly in
their heads! A fearful wound on one
of theiI bodies and dagger lying close
by told Of a fearful struggle.
Two madmen Callagan and the
father of the murdered children! A
wild laugh resOunded through the room
and then l saw the head of Callagan 81
crashing into the face of his antagonist
Dillon fell to the floor instantly, an(
| the next moment the dagger was buried
deep in his breast. | quickly stood VI
and was about to interpose when the
mailman rushed upon me with the
| bloody dagger raised above his heaC
ready to strike. l had no means of de
| Tending myself, nor was there any ap
! parent chance of escape. But | mOvet
! out of his way and eluded the blows HI
| aimed at me for a short time. Sud
denly stumbled over something anC
fell through the window (Which mus
have been broken by Dlllon) into tn,
street.
heard the door opening, and. on get
ting to the sidewalk, l saw the mad
man come leaping town the steps. /.
made hastily for the next street, tb
murderer after me. Seeing door open
l rushed into hallway and got into c
yard. For a moment | considere,
whether | could hold the door close
against him, but seeing garden in tn
rear, which rose as high as the frs
story, and which was accessible by /;
row of stone steps projecting out of tn
masonry, let go the door-knob.
1t did not take me long to gain tn
top, but the mailman was close at m
heels. Just then terrible idea cam
into my brain. l waited for the mul
derer at the top, and. as he was abou
to spring into the garden, l quickly
showed him into the yard. He fell o.
his head, breaking his neck.
AS he lay there dying his fearfr
cries awoke the people In the house
and can never forget the awful seen
to the end of my life.