Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1938-08-20

ng home, fhsre was this sans nsan
y behind"
Of MIR. Borden's house. What could
have happened2 He fastened to Join
the people there, and realized that they
we're Of all sorts. but most Of them
probably from adjoining houses.
No one took any notice of him, and
he heard the words: THE police will
be here very soon now" and then q
man said to a woman who was push
ing her way through the gate, IF
were you, ma'am, I wouldn't go in
there, for it's a terrible sight The
poor old mans face has been so hacked
about that his nearest friend wouldn't
know him"
He felt shocked, alarmed, bewildered.
What is 1t that has happened In this
house? I am stranger to the town. "
Before anyone could answer him,
there came out of the front door q
prim looking person, the sort Of young
woman, in fact, he had believed Lizzie
Borden to be, until he had got to know
her better last evening. This girl looked
sensible and quiet, but she was deathly
pale.
A young man took her arm, you
shouldn't have gone in there, sister,
and she answered, with a moan, II
thought / ought to go in and comfort
Lizzie" She went on in a low voice.
Poor Mrs. Bordenl She's out some
where in the town. She had a note
from somebody who's sick. What a
shock she'll have when she gets home"
Maybe the killer is still in the
housed" a girl exclaimed in a fright
ened voice.
Its my belief the killer must be
lunatic who has escaped from a mad
house." cried q woman And then: Its
a wonder Lizzie isn't dead tool She
must have only just missed seeing the
murderer Of her poor father, but for
tunately for herself, she was In the
barn, looking for piece OF iron 70
mend her screen. She's afraid now to
go upstairs, and so would be, tool"
There came q stir In the road. It
was the police patrol, consisting Of
four men and the city marshal. They
elbowed their way quickly through the
crowd, and walked up to the open door.
There the marshal almost collided with
an elderly man who was Just coming
out. well, Doc2 This seems bad
business. Is the old gentleman really
dead7"
"When arrived, Mr.. Borden had
been dead at least q quarter Of an
hour" was the answer, land I am
satisfied he was asleep when he re-
ceived the first blow. What is more
that blow was necessarily fatal, though |
the murderer struck him savagely |
again and again. What think strange"
his voice lowered, but Hiram Barri- |
son heard what he said-"is that his
pocketbook hadn't been touched"
I'D like you TO come back with me
walked through the door, and shut It
behind them. But in q few minutes It /
opened again, and through 1t q man
and woman came out into the hot
sunshine.
The mans pallid face was working |
with horror and emotion, and Hiram
realized he was trying TO speak, but |
found It impossible 20 do so. AS for
the woman, when she reached the
-rowd, she gasped out IN loud accents
she could not control: Mrs. Borden
has been killed tool It's plain they
we're both hacked to pieces with an
Ak" Then glancing up at the window,
she said: "She is up there"
Every voice in the large crowd be-
,ame stilled, and then, after q horror
stricken pause, there arose a long
irawn-out moaning sound on the hot,
sitting air.
Hiram BarriSon found himself trem-
,ling all over, try as he would, he could
lot control his limbs. But 1t was what
his brain was insisting on reminding
Tim Of, and not the automatic shaking
II every part Of his body, that turned
lin cold on this sultry day. An awful
suspicion was insinuating itself into
very crevice Of his mind, and he
Ieemed TO hear, again and again, Liz
fe B0rden's wrathftll passionate voice
cit is that woman would
Ike to see go first"
All at once he saw that thrusting
IFS way through the crowd, to the gate
II what had become a charnel house,
vas his enemy, Max Creel.
Creel passed close TO Hiram and, as
le did so, he threw him q spiteful look,
md hurried along 10 the front door
II the house, where stood the city
The two men exchanged q few words
n a low voice, and then Hiram sud-
Ienly felt a heavy hand fan on his
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