The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1906-05-25

{ CAPTAIN Peter Carey. He was born /
'45rfifty of age. He was a mo-
caring and successful seal and whal
: fisher. In 1888 he commanded tn
y steam sealer Sea Unicorn. of Dundee
r He had then had several successfu
voyages In succession. and in the fol
: lowing year. 1854. he retired. Ate
2 that he Travelled for some years, an,
finally he bought a small place Gale,
Woodman's Lee. near Forest Row. IL
Sussex. There he has lived for ST.
years. and there he died just a weel
g today.
There Were some most singular
points about the man. In ordinary life
gloomy fellow. His household consisted
OF his wife. his daughter. aged
twenty, T. two female ervants
These last were continually chang.
ing, for it was never a very CHEEKY sit
uation. and sometimes it became past
all bearing. The man was an inter
m1ttent drunkard, and when he had the
ut on him he was a perfect iend. He
a been known to drive his wife and
daughter out of doors in the middle of
the night, and fog them through the
park until the whole village outside the
gates was aroused by their creams
II was summoned once for a a v
age assault upon the old vicar, who had
called upon him to demonstrate with
MN upon his conduct. In short, Mr..
Holmes, you would go far before YOU
found a more dangerous man than
Peter Carey, and I have heard that
he. bore h same character when he
commanded his ship. He was known
In the trade as BLACK Peter, and the
name was given him. not.only on ac-
count OF his swarthy features and the
| Color or hi0 hJyevo hao~ vi I,,x a. A.
humors which were the terror OF all
around him. I need not say that he
was loathed and avoided by every one
OF his neighbors. and that I have not
heard one single word Of sorrow about
his terrible end.
YOU must have read in the account
OF the inquest about the mans cabin.
Mr. Holmes, but perhaps your friend
mere has not heard of It,. He had built
himself a wooden outhouse-he always
called 1t the 'cabin'-a few hundred
yards from his house, and it was here
that he slept every night. 1t was a lit
lle, s1ngle-roomed hut, sixteen feet by
ten. He kept the key in his pocket.
MADE his own bed, cleaned it himself,
threshold. There are small windows
on each side. which were covered by
n never opened. One Of
these windows was turned towards the
high road, and when the light burned
1t at night the folk used to point it
out to each other and wonder what
Slack Peter was doing in there. That's
the window. Mr.. Holmes, which gave
US one Of the few bits Of positive evil
dence that came out at the INQUEST
You remember that a stonemason.
named Slater. walking from Forest
now o l o'clock in the morning
Two days before the murder-stopped
ne passed the grounds and looked
At the square OF light still shining
among the trees. He swears that the
shadow of a mans head turned side
was clearly visible on the blind.
IND that his shadow was certainly not
hat of Peter Carey. whom he knew
ven. 1t was that OF a bearoed man,
put the beard was short and bristled
'orwards in a way very different from
nat OF h captain. So he says. but
re had been two hours in the public
louse, and it is some distance from the
DAD to the window. Besides. this re-
,ers TO the Monday. and the crime was
lone upon the Wednesday.
. the Tuesday. Peter Carey was in
ne of his blacklist moods, flushed with
rink and as savage as a dangerous
Wild beast. He roamed about the
louse. and the women ran for it when
hey heard him coming. Late in the
vehing he went down to his own hut.
Aoout 2 o'clock the ALLOWING morning.
us ghte who slept with her VIM
rom that direction. but it was no I'M.
lSual thing for him to bawl and shout
vhen he was in drink, so no notice was
AIKEN. On rising at Z, one Of the maids
lottced that the door of the hut vas
pen, but so great was the terror which
man caused that 1t was midday be-
ore anyone would venture down to see
What had become of him. Peepine into
open door, they saw a sight which
ent them flying. with white faces. into
Vlllage. Within an hour, I was on
spot and had taken over the case.
wen. I have fairly steady nerves. as
.ou Know, Mr.. Holmes, but I give you
aS Mora mat got a shake when I
ut my head into that little house. IT
as roning like a harmonium with the
les and bluebottles, and the floor and
7alls We're like a slaughter house. He
called 1t a cabin, and a cabin II
vas. sure enough, for you would have
hought that you were in a ship. There
a punk at one end. a sea chest,
Unicorn. a line Of logbooks on a shelf.
VI exactly as n would expect to find
IN a captains room. And there. in
ne middle OF it. was the man himself
is face twisted like a lost soul in tori
aent. and his great brindled beard
.ueA upwards IN his agony. Right
hrough his broad breast a steel har-
Don had been driven. and it had sunk
eeep into the wood of the wall behind
I'M: He was pinned like a beetle on a
ard. OF course, he was quite dead. and
ad been so from the instant that he
"a uttered that lest yell Of agony.
- know your methods. sir. and / ap-
lied them. Before I permitted any
hing to be moved, 1 examined most
arefully the ground outside, and also
ne Moor Of the room. There were no
Meaning that you saw none?"
I assure you. sir. that there were
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