, 1896-03-03

A Remarkable Tale Of Love and Tragedy
In a Southern Town-The Fatal Work
of Two Bullets Fired by Enrnsed Rivals.
The End of a Foolish Girl.
A Star reporter war one of a group in
a hotel lobby the other evening and q
New York drummer had just finished o
story on the old line of virtue triumph.
ing and the villain Of the plot getting
his Just dues this side of the hot place,
when n Kentucky congressman took the
floor.
That sort of thing" he said. sis
well enough in books and on the stage
and | am willing to agree that it hap.
pens in actual life. but not always. Let
me cite an instance to the contrary"
There being no objection to the cita.
ton, the Kcntuckian, after casting his
eye over the company, proceeded:
Years ago in a southern town." he
said. there lived IA pretty girl with a
lot of mOncy-aC combination no man can
deny the power of-and she had sweet.
!.t.trts galolJ, but two of her devotees.
one qni'c a reputable mar and the other
quite as disrcputable, and after her more
for her money than herself, led all the
rest, and both of them were nervy men
aud quick on the trigger. Any sensible
person would have thought that the girl
would have decided very early as be.
tween the good and the bad, but every
one knows that women don't do that
way i'll matters of the heart.
~ will say for her, though, that her
preferences We're for the decent man and
he stood the best chance of winning
among all Of the contestants. His dis
reputable rival. however, received more
or less encouragement and he was max
ing Il hot iight-so hot. in fact, that OIL
one or two occasions the men had come
to blows and once, ut least. pistols had
been drawn. The girl wa foolish, as
other wOmoD have been under like cir
cumstances. and rather enjoyed the po-
sitIUn she occupied, and felt tlattered by
the dangerous rivalry for her hand and
heart. Ono day, though. it eliminated
traglcally, and the girl didn't regret it.
that nuyhudy ever heard her mention. II
| was in tine afternoon and q pleasant day
II the two rivals met unexpectedly,
just across tho street from her house,
and each on his way to call on her.
The girl lived on a corner and they
wee approaching from different streets
and almost buttcd into each other at tho
crossing. That was hardly the place to
have it out, but they were hot blooded
aud young and on the instant two men
jumped back from each other a few feet,
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two sharp reports rang out upon the
air, and M man fell to the sidewalk,
dead. And it wasn't the bad man,
either. On the contrary, it was the repu-
tahls one. and there was a bullet hole
strnight through his forehead. The bad
mans shot had preceded the other just
enough, and the decent mans pistol
went off us lie threw up his hands. Five
minutes later the whole street was in an
uproar, and the bad man was i'll custody.
The other man was carried over to the
Girl's house, for it was not known then
that he was dead, and u physician was
called. Halt an hour later the dead body
was removed to an undertaker's, and
that part Of the tragedy was ever.
During all the excitement, the girl
had not made her appearance, and as
soon as the air quieted q little search
was made Tor her, because it was known
TINT she had been in the house shortly
before the shooting. Her mother went
directly to her rOom, and when she
opened the door, she saw her daughter
sitting at the window, Or rather leaning
upon a flower shelf on the window sill,
and her first thought was that the girl
had seen the shooting and had tainted.
She ran TO her and lifted her up and as
she did SO she found her face bloody and
the girls body almost stiff. She ran,
screaming, out, and when the doctor
came he found a dead girl with a bullet
hole in her head.
Further examination showed a hole
in the glass of the window, and the
whole story was told. The girl had been
sitting there, and had no doubt seen the
meeting of the two men, and the bullet
from the killed mans pistol had reached
her there and ended her life at the same
time the life of the man she would have
Il arried went out. OF course it was self
defense in the case of the man who
escaped his rivals bullet, and it was
the rivals bullet which killed the girl,
and the rival was beyond any earthly
jurisdiction. The affair ended there,
with nothing good in triumph. except q
public sentiment which compelled the
killer to stay away from the town for
five or six years.
Didn't he even meet a violent death
or something like that!" inquired the
drummer, thirstipg for some trace Of
the usual in the tale"
mo" replied the kentuckian, mot
even that. His uncle died and left him
a fine farm. and he found a very nice
girl who was willing to marry him."
The drummer sighed and didn't offer
to cap the Keptuckian's story with a
better one. -Washington Star.