Democratic Northwest and Henry County news. [volume] (Napoleon, O. [Ohio]) 1894-1905, 1897-05-06

enc r0au snoutlng: ''Murderl Muroer
Policel Murder" at the top of his voice
In an instant the restless, hurryinI
human streams that ebb and flow cease
lessly in the narrow channel of Flee
street.-The contending rivers running
between lofty banks-had surged up il
huge wave around him. In the next
policeman, pushing back the Grove
with his right hand and his left, hat
forced a way to the mans side, inquir
ing gruf1ly: "Now, then, what's up
And where?"
"Murderl The editors just beer
stabbed in his room by Captain Shan
non or one of his agents. Don't let any
one out. The assassin may not have hat
time to get away" was the rejoinder.
There are no police officers more eff.
cient and prompt to act than those Of
the city of London, and ON this occasion
they acquitted themselves admirably.
Other constables had now hurried up,
and at once proceeded to clear space
in front of The Record office, forming 6
Gordon on each side of the road, and al
lowing no one to pass in or out.
A messenger was dispatched in haste
for the nearest doctor, and when guards
had been set at every entrance to, ant
possible exit from, The Record office
two policemen passed within the build
ing to pursue inquiries, and the doors
were shut and locked. Among the crowd
outside the widest rumors and specula.
tions were rife.
'"The editor Of The Record had been
murdered by Captain Shannon himself,
who had come on purpose to wreak
vengeance for the attitude the paper
had taken up in regard to the con-
spiracy."
'"The murderer had been caught red
handed and was now in custody of the
police"
"The murderer was concealed some
where on the premises and had in his
possession an internal machine with
which it would be possible to wreck
half Fleet street."
This last report had the effect of caus-
ing temporary diversion in favor of
tho side streets.
THE murderers had got clean away,
and the whole staff of The Record had
been arrested on suspicion. These and
many other rumors were passed from
mouth to mouth and repeated with as
tonishing variations until the arrival of
the doctor, who was by various we'll in
formed persons promptly recognized as
and authoritatively pronounced to be
Captain Shaw, the chief commissioner
of police the lord mayor 'and Sir Au-
gustus Harris.
Every door, window and letter box
became an object of fearsome curiosity.
People were half inclined to wonder
how they could so many times have
passed The Record office without recog-
nizing something Of impending tragedy
about the building, something of his
torio interest in the shape of the very
window panes and keyholes. One man
among the crowd attained enviable
celebrity by announcing that he "see
the editor go up that passage and
through that door-the very door where
he'd gone through that morning afore
he was murdered-scores Of times and
didn't think nothink of it," which last
admission seemed to impress the crowd
with the fact that here at least was q
fellow whose praiseworthy modesty de-
served encouragement.
Meanwhile no sign Of anything hav.
ing transpired was to be seen within
the building and people were beginning
to get impatient when, from somewhere
in the neighborhood Of the Thames em-
bankment, came that sound SO familiar
to cockney ears--a sound which no true
Londoner can hear with indifference
the hoarse vociferation Of the news
venders proclaiming some sensational
news. At first it was nothing but dis
tant babel, like the husky barking Of
dogs, but as it drew nearer the shouts
became more distinguishable, and I
caught the words: :" Ere yer are, sir!
Sun, sir! Murder Of a heditor this
Ere yer are, sirl"
"That's smart, that isp' said q fel-
low who was standing next to me in
the crowd. "T. P. O'Connor don't let
no grass grow under his feet, e don't.
Why, the murdered man amt 'ardly
cold, and ere it is all in The Sunp'
"Shut yer jaw" said woman near
him. "'Tain't this murder at all-can't
yer 'ear?" And then as the moving
babel, like slowly travelling storm
aloud, drew nearer and nearer and final
ly burst upon Fleet street, we could
make out what the news vendors were
hoarsely vociferating.
Ere yer are, sirl Sun, sirl Murder
Of the heditor of the Dublin News this
mornin. Capture of the hassassin, who
turns hinformer. Captain Shannon's
name and hidentity disclosed. The 'ole
'ideous plot laid bare. Ere yer are,
sirl'
Elbowing my way as best I could
through the crowd, I succeeded at last
in getting within yard or two of
newsboy, and by offering him shilling
and telling him not to mind the change,
myself of Sun. This is what
read at the top Of the center page:
"The editor Of the Dublin News was
stabbed in the street at an early hour
this morning. The murderer was cap
tured and has now turned informer.
The police refuse to give any informa.
tion in regard to what has been divulg-
ed, but there is no doubt that Captain
name and identity have at
last been disclosed, and that the whole
hideous conspiracy is now laid bare.
Further particulars in our next edition"
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