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CHILD SLAIN By
JEALOUS LOVER
Shot Through Window Kills
fiaDCa'S Niece.
WAS seen RUNNING AWAY
Youth Declares Bullet Was Meant For
the seventeen-Year-Old Aunt OF the
Victim.

Victim.
NIillville, N. j., Dec. 80. - George
Hawn, OF Buckschutum, six miles
from Millville, fired through window
at what he supposed to be the figure
of his fiancee, Miss Alice Petit. liz
stead, he killed her niece, Beatrice
Bailey, six years old.
Ten minutes after the shooting
which had been inspired by HaWns
jealousy over a visit paid to Miss Pet
tit by his nephew, he returned to the
house to offer sympathy, and was tax
en- in unsuspectingly. But a chance
remark, later told the police, led to
his arrest. Hawn has confessed the
shooting.
Hawn is Twenty-Five years old, and
Miss Petit is only seventeen years
of age. She was seated at the supper
table at the time of the shooting
Also at the table were her mother
Walter Bailey, her nephew, who Is
three years old, and little Beatrice
James Petit, nine years old, was stand
ing in the doorway, and Evan Hughes
the nephew of Hawn, was sitting on a
couch.
Miss Petit had just left her seal
at one end of the table, and, moving
to another chair, had started sewing
on an American flag. Little Beatrice
had climbed into the chair Miss Pet
tit had left, and was playing with
spoon.
Suddenly there was report and
crash of glass from the window, ovel
which a shade had been drawn al
most to the bottom. Those at the ia
BILE, all except Beatrice, sprang to
their feet Beatrice gave a little
moan, her head dropped to one side
and squirting blood covered her face.
"Oh!" screamed Mrs. Petit, the
child's grandmother, as she stumbled
to Beatrice's chair. 'The child has
been shot. She is dying!" But Bea
trice was already dead.
James Petit was out of the dool
like a flash, and running for the sta
BILE, where his father, George Petit
was busy. And as he ran he saw
Hawn sprinting along the road toward
his home, short distance away.
Ten minutes after the shooting, and
while the family was still awaiting
the arrival of the physician, Hawr
knocked at the door, and hesitatingly
entered the dining room. He looked
about him apprehensively.
ST hear-I understand somebody
told me" he began falteringly, 'thal
something has happened"
"My little daughter has been kill
ed" sobbed Mrs. Bailey. Hawn walk
ed over toward the couch. No one
moved to stop him, as he had not come
under suspicion, for James Petit, II
the excitement, had not mentioned
having seen Hawn running up the
road. In fact, the boy thought moth
= - the circumstance.
pBeatrice is dead" he affirmed
q uietly, as he Strengthened up. "Bui
that shot was never meant for her.
And then he stumbled out of the
room.
The police of Millville had beer
sent for at the time the physician was
called, and they were quick to arrive
State Detective Lore took charge, anG
assisting him were Charles Biggs, the
chief of police of Millville, and Thorn
as Breeder. They asked for theories
as to the slayer.
The police hurried to the house ir
BuckSchutum pike, where Hawn lives
with his aged mother and brother
They found Hawn and brought him
back to the, Pettits and into the dining
room, where the body still lay. Lore
pointed to the little figure.
"Hawn," exclaimed Lore, you die
this. You might \as well own up. We
know all about it."
YES" confessed Hawn. 81 did it. :.
was jealous OF Alice.'i> And then he
nioved to the side of Beatrice's weep
is hotter.
Il az sorry. Mrs. Bailey%, he said
Forgive me-" Whatever her\ answer
was. it was choked by sobs. And Their
other in the room. asking their Tor
giveness, and shaking hands with
them.
AS the police were about to take the
slayer away, he turned back and hello
out his arms to Alice.
For a moment she hung back. Then
impulsively, she flung herself, sob
bling. at her sweetheart, and throw
ing her arms about his neck, embrac
ed him.