The Clarksburg telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1874-1926, 1895-05-03
Death
Is the Reward of Sin. Hor-
rible kentucky Tragedy.

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no tragedy has occurred in Ken
lucky for three weeks. That
was written yesterday. To-day
all Kentucky is foaming and
seething over one of the most
bloody battles of its kind ever
recorded. Fulton Gordon, Of
Louisville. shot and killed Archie
Brown, the son of Kentuckys
Governor Brown and at the same
time killed his own wife. one Of
the most beautiful women ID
Kentucky, and the daughter OF
an ex-Chiet Justice. Gordon
suspected that his wife was not
living a correct life and when
she went left the house on Tues
day. he decided to follow her.
He traced her to "a disreputable
house. and by strategic methods
reached the door OF the room in
which his wife and Gov. Browns
son were concealed.
In response'to a rap a mans
voice from within asked Who's
there?" Without making any
reply, for he seemed torecognize
the voice which justified his sus.
picions. Gordon rushed INTO the
door. 1t was not locked, andhe
had no difficulty in gaining an
entrance. There, in a partially
darkened room, were Brown and
Mrs. Gordon.
/ Gordon thrust a pistol within
three feet of their bodies and
fred. On account fthe sudden
movement of Brown the bullet
missed its mark. Then a terri
BILE battle began. Brown rolled
out on the far side of the bed
and began crawling on hands
and knees toward the dresser,
where lay his pistol. Gordon
crossed the room at a leap and
continued to fire rapidly at Brown
who, by the tune he had secured
his own weapon, was probably
wounded two or three times. He
returned the fire. discharging
his weapon twice. but was SO
weak that he sank, crouching in
corner of the room, where a
stream of lead was poured into
his body. Gordon having empti-
ed his own revolver. wrenched
Browns from his grasp and turn
ed it on its owner. He fired one
ball into the dying mans heart,
and then another just to the
right of the breast bone. This
all happened IN two or three
minutes, and the inmates of the
house had rushed up stairs.
THE wIFE's DEATH BATTLE.
Mrs. Gordon toward the last
joined IN the terrible battle. She
sprang upon her husband witt.
the beer pitcher that stood on
the table, although a bullet had
already been sent into her heart
by her husband. He saw that
Brown was dead, then turned on
her. After striking at him she
ran nearly. naked down the back
steps, followed by Gordon firing
at her all the time.
One more bullet took effect. it
entered her right breast to the
right side of the nipple. The
print of her beautiful, but blood
stained arm was left on the door
sill against which she staggered.
A train of blood followed her
down the back steps and through
two rooms to the cellar door in
phe back yard, on which she
fell a corpse. The room in which
the fight took place was literally
swimming in blood from the six
wounds on Browns body and the
two on the body of the woman.
The chandelier was torn down,
the bed clothes were on the floor
soaked with blood. and in the
midst OF it ali stood Gordon, with
pistol in hand, firing about him
like a maniac. No one of the in.
mates dared venture near him.
In a few moments he went out OF
the room. down the back stairs
10 the yard. thence to the front
gate.
AS matter of fact Gordon