The Portland daily press., 1893-05-09

| LIldU u0 was WOlhAb6 GU d LUMBER Camp a
dozen miles back in the woods. and the
Sheriff of the county sent one of his
deputies, man named HAYDEN. with an
aid. named Hubbard, to arrest Cnllen.
The men went to the camp on snowshoes.
The next heard from them was from a
boy named Burd, who, early in the fore
noon of the day after the officers had
started for the camp, came into Balls
Mills nearly dead from exhaustion and
fright And what story he had to tell I!
The officers had reached the camp toward
evening. The cabin where Cullen was
staying was owned by a man named
Swanbeck. The boy Burd was the only
other person there except Cullen. The
officers did not make their business
known and asked for shelter for the
night. They went to bed. Along
toward midnight the boy Burd was
awakened by noise, and rising up in
his bunk saw Cullen, by the light Of the
fireplace, chopping at Haydn with an
axe. Hubbard had already been killed,
as the boy could see. Burd shouted to-
Swanbeck, who was in the next bunk
Sa anbeck jumped up and escaped from
the cabin. The hoy followed him.
Swanbeeks had disappeared in the dark
| ness. Hurd ran aimlessly into the woods
and soon heard Cullen on his trail. and.
glancing back, saw that he had lantern
in one hand and in the other the axe
with which he had already murdered the
two deputy sheriffs. 1t was evident that
Cullen was determined to overtake Burd
| if he could and put him out of the way.
He could follow the boy easily on ac-
| count of the latter's trail in the snow,
and If it had not been for creek that
lay in his path Burd would not have been
left to tell the story that led ito the
tragic denouement.
The boy jumped In the creek. waded
up. stream long distance, and crawled
into hollow place he discovered in the
bank. He had been there but a short
time when he heard his Ipursuer coming
up along the bank. Cullen having lost
the trail at the creek, and at once under
standing that Burd had taken to the
creek. The assassin stopped directly
over the spot where the boy lay hidden,
and Burd could hear him muttering saw
agely. He stood there minute or more
and then went on up the creek. Ten
minutes later he came back again, and
stopped within five feet Of where
Burd was hiding. He seemed to
have an impression that tile boy
was secreted somewhere thereabouts
and he stepped upon a fallen tree
that lay across the creek at the side
OF the hollow place in which Burd was
| huddled. He stood on the tree, outlined
against the sky, for five minutes, listen
ing and muttering. Then he went back
| to the bank, and presently retraced his
I steps down the creek. Burd remained
| in his hiding place half an hour longer.
and then came out and made his way
through the woods to Balls Mills reach
ing there at s o'clock in the morning with
the terrible news. Four days afterward
Swanbeck was found dead in the woods,
three miles from the cabin where the
murder was committed, having sue
cumbed to fright and exposure.
The sheriff of the county at once went
with posse in search OF. Cullen. They
found that he had a cabin at Castle Hill.
an isolated settlement, four miles from
Swanbecks camp, and also that he had a
| wife and two children at the cabin. The
sheriff went to the cabin alone, and to his
surprise was told by Gullen's wife that
her husband was in the cellar sharpening
his axe to 60 out on a chopping job. The
sheriff went down cellar and arrested
Cullen who Immediately said that he
knew what he was arrested for, and de-
| clared that he was not sharpening his
| axe to chop logs, but to chop the heads
off his wife and two children, so that he
would have no encumbrance, as he had
laid all his plans to elope with girl
living in Presque ISLE
1.-THE sheriff and his posse took Cullen
to Balls Mills, and We're on their way
| from there with him to Presque Isle.
when suddenly there arose from the
woods at the roadside a crowd of masked
men. Without word they took the
sheriff and his men out of the wagon and
bound them. Then they took Cullen.
who had lost all of his bravado, and
whose MORNINGS and 'pleadings were the
only sounds that broke the stiffness of
that frosty April night, and, without
stood,
They Strung Him Up
to the branch of a spruce tree, and tying
the rope around the trunk of the tree.
every person in the crowd, as if by pre-
concerted plan, vent his way, the sheriff
and his men having been freed from their
bonds in the mean time. This was in
Maine, and it was three days before Gull
lens body was cut down and buried.
II say / am fated to see lynchings and
you may agree with me when say that
after seeing the lynching of Cullen in
Maine made up my mind that would
stay in New York; at least, that I would
not turn my footsteps in the direction of
any part of our glorious land where a
lynching might be not only possible but
probable. A year ago heard that my
friend, Al Larwell, who railroaded with
me 80 ye ars ago, was dangerously i'll in
Port Jervis, N. Y, and | made trip to
that place on purpose to see him. When I
got to Port Jervis noticed that there
was great excitement in the place, and I
| mingled with crowd that was tending
toward the centre of disturbance. got
into this crowd just in time to be borne
along to the spot in front of Prof. E. G..
Forbes's residence, where they were
stringing up to a lamp post the negro
Lewis, whose alleged assault on white
girl had aroused the indignation of the
town. The five men / saw strung up in
Montana were bad enough to remember,
but to get in on the ground floor at a
lynching here in the East is. something
that once in while keeps me awake %
b., -. I'll