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Brighouse & Rastrick Gazette. — 1892-11-12 (Brighouse, West Yorkshire, England)

CHILD OUTRAGED AND MURDERED. Witton, a little place near Blackburn, has been the scene of a foul crime. A little girl, aged 9 years, daughter of a farmer named Barnes, was found on Tuesday afternoon near her home, and there are indications that she was first outraged and then murdered. The deceased was the third daughter of the family, and was in the habit of taking cows to and from the pasturage at West View Farm, Witten Park, every day. The entrance to the pasture 0-e is in a very lonely lane, where previous attempts at outrage have been reported. The child seems to have taken the cows through the gates, and then to have been seized by her assailant and carried into the corner of the gateway furthest from the read. A red handkerchief was stuffed so tightly into her throat that the police had great difficulty in getting it out. There were evidences of a struggle, and several marks of hobnail hoots. The girl must have been partly conscious when her assailant left her, for she seems to have crawled from behind the gate into the middle of the road, where she was found by a Mrs. Hurdle. The assailant appears to have gone off towards Preston. The police give the following description of a man who was seen in the vicinity at about 1 o'clock: "About 40 to 50 years of age, 51t. Sin. or sft. 6in. in height; dressed in fustian trousers and vest, black coat, hillycock hat, and spotted white muffler." This description is confirmed by a labourer named Watson, who passed through the lane a few minutes before the crime was committed. A correspondent who has visited the scene of the foul crime says: "The child evidently struggled courageously, and the murderer beat her with kis fists and a stick in a ferocious manner about the head and body until she became temporarily unconscious, and afterwards left her for dead. Life was not extinct, however, for the little victim, re. gaining consciousness, crawled from behind the gateway into the middle of the road, where her remaining strength gave way, and sue sank and died. The entrance to the park is off an unfrequented lane, but the nearest hou-e is not more than 50 yards from the actual spot where the outrage and murder was accomplished. The gagging, however, was so prompt and effectual that the unhappy little victim could not have given utterance to a single scream,:otherwise her cries ' must have been heard, and help afforded." New evidence was obtained by the Blackburn • police late in the evening. A lad named Riding, the son of General Fielden's gamekeeper, states that as he was running down the lane he came upon the murderer carrying his victim through the park wicket-gate. He was so terrified at the sight that he ran back to another park entrance, where he gave the alarm. Another youth named Riley, living in the house overlooking the lane, saw a man running away, looking over his shoulder as he went, and he remarked to his father, who was dining at the time, that he looked like a man who , had committed a crime.
Brighouse & Rastrick Gazette. — 1892-11-12 (Brighouse, West Yorkshire, England)

THE ALLEGED FRENCH ANARCHIST. At Bow-street Police Court, on Friday, before Sir John Bridge, Pierre Francois was brought up on remand for extradition on the charge of being an accessory before the fact in a murder committed in connection with the explosion at the Café Wry, Paris. The accused is alleged to be an accomplice of liavaohol, the Anarchist who was recently executel. M. Tailleter again appeared to prosecute on behalf of the French Embassy, and M. Cannot defended.—Prosecuting counsel said he must again ask for a further remand, which wculd be the last so far as the French Government were concerned. It was his intention to bring some witnesses from Paris. He expected two more depositions, which would arrive before next Friday, when the case could be fully gone into.—M. Cannot said he considered that the depositions which had already come bore on the face of them facts which shewed that the evidence was taken in June and July last. None had been taken since, and he thought the French Government had been very lax in not sending depositions before. He thought it was due to the prisorer and the public to comment rather strongly upon the fact that the papers were in the possession of the French Government at the time the %%arrant was issued, and yet they had not been sent until quite recently. It was really punishing a man before he had been found guilty, and he was sure be was not going too far when he said Sir John would not allow such a course to be adopted in an English case.—Sir John Bridge remarked that the evidence of two witnesses had been taken by interrogatories and not by deposition. Such evidence as that could not be accepted in this country, and therefore it was necessary, that the witnesses should he called. He thought that no time could be said to have been wasted, and no blame could be cast on the French Government. He then remanded the Prisoner for a weir.  RAILWAY ACC/DENT AT LUDGATE HILL Early on Saturday morning an awkward accident occurred on the London, Chatham, and Dover Railway just outside Ludgate-hill Station. A goods train had passed through the station on the up local line, and was proceeding on to the iron bridge which spans the river when two of the trucks,laden wili coal, left the metals, and one of them was very much damaged. The train was not travelling at any great speed at the time, so that there was no difficulty in pulling up sharply. The result of the accident was that both the line on which the goods train was travelling, and the adjacent pair of rails of the main line were blocked. A breakdown garg and a travelling crane were immediately tel igraphed for, but, notwithstanding all efforts, the line was not cleared until late in the day, and great delay was occasioned to large numbers of people who travel to the City by the London, Chatham, and Dover Railway. The accident was rendered more difficult to deal with from the fact that it occurred just on the bridge which carrits the line over the underground railway.
Brighouse & Rastrick Gazette. — 1892-04-09 (Brighouse, West Yorkshire, England)

TILE INQUEST AT MELBOURNE.  The adjourned inquest on the body of Emily Mather, who was known as Mrs. Williams, was opened on Tuesday morning at the City Court, Me! bourne,which was crowded to suffocation. By order of the coroner the prisoner Williams, alias Deeming, was brought into court, and was assigned a seat in front of the dock. The evidence previously taken was read over. It included the testimony of the medical man who made the post-mortem examination, and testified to the woman having died from violence, her skull having been battered in and her throat cut. The owner of the house at Windsor where the murder was committed was then called. He described how the prisoner, whom he identified in court, and whom he had known under the name of Drouin, took his house on the 16th of December, 1891, for a short term. Then he went on to narrate how, on the 3rd of March, when he was shewing a lady over the empty house, he noticed a horrible odour; how, on looking over the premises thoroughly, lie observed that the hearthstone in one room seemed slightly higher than its proper level, and how he had the stone lifted. Amid intense excitement the witness spoke of the ghastly discovery of the doubled-up body of the deceased, and stated that he at once sent for the police. The sergeant of police, who had been called in by the previous witness, gave confirmatory evidence, stating that the body was encased in cement and lying in a shallow hole beneath the hearthstone. Evidence of identification was then given, several witnesses deposing to their having recognised the remains as those of Mrs. Williams, and also swearing that the prisoner in the court was Williams, the husband of the deceased. Mr. Hirschfeldt, who went to Perth to identify the prisoner there, and who came back to Melbourne in the Ballaarat, narrated a conversation which he had had with him on board that vessel. In the course of this conversation the prisoner manifested extreme curiosity to know how the body looked when it was found, and made some remarks which were of a more or less incriminating character. 'Throughout the proceedings the prisoner maintained an indifferent air, and laughed aloud more than once  Shortly atter the Court had resumed the hearing. Miss Kate Rounsefell, the young woman who became engaged to be married to the prisoner after 04 murder of Emily Mather, entered the court, an? was at once identified by a witness named Firth as a lady whom he had seen in the company of the prisoner at Sydney about the middle of January. On the occasion of that meeting the prisoner told 11Ir. Firth that his wife Emily, who, it has teen conclusively proved, was dead at the time, was alive and well, and staying at Sydney. Very important evidence as tending to connect Williams in the most direct manner with the murder was given by an ironmonger named Woods and his wife, who sold to the prisoner on December 17th a spade, a trowel, and a barrel of cement.  A number of other witnesses were examined, and the inquest was adjourned.
Brighouse & Rastrick Gazette. — 1887-05-07 (Brighouse, West Yorkshire, England)

STORY OF A BRAVE POLICEMAN.  At the Barnet petty sessions, on Monday, John Jesse Cox, aged 23, was charged on remand with being concerned with another man not in custody, in attempting to burglariously break and enter Woodside Grange, Woodside Park, North Finchley, the residence of Dr. Tune, and further with attempting to murder Police-sergeant James Barker, by striking him on the head and back with a jemmy.—Sergeant Barker, who was now able to be present, deposed that about half-an-hour after midnight he was on duty at Woodside Park, North Fir.chley, and when he arrived opposite the residence of Dr. Turle he saw a light spring up at the south side of the house, some 250 yards away from him. Thinking it strange he watched the place, and saw a second light. He then went to the gate of the lodge, which he found open about eight inches. He entered the gate, and placed his back against the pillar,when he saw a third light. Feeling sure that there was something wrong, he proceeded cautiously across the lawn, and when within 20 feet of the house his feet became entangled with something that threw him down. He sprang to his feet, and then heard two men running. He blew his whistle and gave chase. At a bridge over the railway he overtook one of the men—the one who has not been arrested—and closing with him they both fell to the ground. During the struggle the other uran dealt him two- blows on the. head with some heavy instrument. At the same moment the man he was struggling with turned the witness over on his back and ran on to the railway. He rose and followed him and again overtook him. The man turned round and said, " I will kill you." The witness struck him with his truncheon, then closed with him, and both fell, the witness again uppermost. The man cried out, "Mark his head, Joe" (or it might have been "Jesse "), and in the same breath he cried, " I will give in." At that moment the witness received another blow on the head and another on the back, which caused him to release his hold of the man, and he remembered nothing more till he was found. He had no recollection of a train going over him, but one must have done so because when he recovered his senses he found that his right foot had been cut off. He identified the prisoner as the man who had struck him, though he would not swear positively to him; and he described the appearance of the other man. Dr. Tune and a doctor from the hospital where Barker was attended having given evidence, the prisoner was committed for trial.  The Conway magistrates have committed for trial settle assizes Mr. Abraham H. Stott, architect, of Manchester and Oldham, on a charge of attempting to set fire to his house near Conway. Some hours after the defendant left the house, a servant found in three rooms lighted candles which, had they burned to the end,would have ignited inflammable materials heaped around them. It WWI stated that the house was insured for £lO.
Brighouse & Rastrick Gazette. — 1887-10-29 (Brighouse, West Yorkshire, England)

JOHN MORLEY'S ANSWER TO  LORD HARTING TON.  Mr. John Morley addressed a crowded meeting at Halifax on Tuesday night. The right. hon. gentleman replied, with much detail, to the speech of Lord Hartington at Nottingham on Monday night. The Liberals had been charged with being indifferent to the maintenance of law and order in Ireland,but he (Mr. Morley) and other members of his party had denounced crime and condemned secret societies and murder clubs. They had also implored the Irish people to be patient and to persevere in their open combination and constitutional agitation. Did the Liberal Unionists wish to make the Opposition and the Liberal party responsible for every act which the Executive in their wisdommight think fit to put forth? Did they really wish them to become part and parcel, either negatively or positively, of every prosecution? If that was what Lord Hartington meant,he Would tell him plainly that the Gladstonian party repudiated tfiat obligation. Coercionist Liberals and Coercionist Toties must be told that they would have to bear the full responsibility of the wretched course on which they had chosen to embark. Gladstonian Liberals wished to get from Ireland not an obedience of slaves butt he allegiance of free citizen. It, was a mockery arid not stateinnanship merely to aim at driving discontent beneath the surface, to aim at gettingasmooth outside while theold sullen, estranged, revengeful Ireland lies below. That was not the aim of the party to which he belonged. Gladstonian Liberals had been charged with being hostile to the police and to the agents of the law, and with not chewing a proper amount of support to the police and agents of the law in Ireland. He (Mr. Morley) said that he should always speak with great consideration of the Irish Constabulary. He had never said that under whatever form of government Ireland would not need the constable, but it must be a constable backed by national opinion and armed NVitil the sword of impartial justice. The question of restoring social older in Ireland had not advanced one inch since the present Government came into power, but, on the contrary, had gone back., It was evident from the speech which Lord Hartington made on the previous night, that lie had not got one single idea in his head how Ireland was to be better governe I. or how the state of Ireland was to be improved. Wte n the present Government came into power, they talked about their scheme of local government for Ireland and about their Land Pnrchase Bill, and their great scheme of public works. Now, they said nothing at all on those subjects—they had nothing in their armoury except coercion, and that had failed them, and they knew it. The pro ceedingi of the Liberal Unionists on the previous day, and the speeches n.ade by the Members of that patty. afford unmistakable indications that they knew that they had no cure for the evils from which Ireland we-. suffering. In conciteio i Mr. Morley expressed his confidence in the ultimate triumph of Mr. Gladstonea p:an of Home Rule for Irel:uid.
Brighouse & Rastrick Gazette. — 1887-09-24 (Brighouse, West Yorkshire, England)

SALTING UN IN."  Some years ago a gentleman, mounted on a horse, set out in order to cross the Dartmoor. Though the thaw had commenced, yet it had not melted the snow-heaps, and our traveller got on but slowly, and towards evening it froze again. The shades of evening came on, with vapour and mist. To reach Tavistook that night he knew would be impossible, as a fresh snowstorm began to fall, To stay out all night would be certain death. It was, therefore, with no small satisfaction that he saw at a distance a cottage partially covered with snow, and was not long before he reached it. He dismounted,and the door was answered by on old woman. He entered, and saw a sturdy peasant, the woman's son, who eat smoking his pipe besides a peat fire. The stranger's wants were soon made known; an old outhouse accommodated his horse, and the son gave up his bed, adding that he would sleep in the old settle by the chimney corner. After supper he was shown to his room, where there was a large oak chest, very old and curious—so much so as to cause him to remark upon it to the old woman, who had lighted him upstairs, and he could not help observing something shy and odd about her manner. After she had gone he felt inclined to peep into the chest, but he forbore, and went to bed. He felt cold and miserable, and could not sleep. The old chest haunted him; a hollow sound, as if behind his bed's head suddenly startled him, and as he raised himself in his bed the first thing he saw was the chest. There it lay in the silvery silence of the moonlight; his fears gave action to the inanimate thing, and at length he fancied the lid of the chest began to move. Starting from his bed, he grasped the lid and raised it up. Imagine his feelings of horror when he beheld a human corpse, stiff and cold. One thought during the rest of the night possessed him—that he was in the house of murderers I There was no escape. He thanked God when morning came. On coming downstairs he found the old woman and her son preparing breakfast. They hoped "his honour" had passed a good night, and bade him eat his breakfast, consisting of broiled bacon, the son chiming in "that mother was reckoned a good un at salting un in." He enjoyed his breakfast, and reeoved his fright, and just as the old woman was broiling him another rasher he summoned up courage to disclose the secret of the oak chest, and ask for an explanation. "Bless your heart, your honour, it's nothing at all," said the young man, "it's only fayther I" "Father I Your father l" cried the traveller, " what do you mean I" " Why, you see, your honour, the snow being so thick, and the roads AO cledgey like, when old fay ther died two weeks agone we couldn't carry no to Tavistock to bury un, so mother put on in the old box and salted on in." The traveller's breakfast was spoiled. He got up from tbe table, paid for his lodging, saddled his horse, and has never been known to touch a rasher of bacon since, as it always recalled the feelings of disgust connected with the adventure of "salting un in l"  }
Brighouse Gazette and Local Railway Guide. — 1898-12-31 (Brighouse, West Yorkshire, England)

EPPS'S  GRATEFUL-COMFORTING.  COCOA  1 toy tall M- -- ----- I smoking a cigarette. -. _ ,  THE WYNDHOLM TRAGEDY .  It was horrible ! It was surely a 11411thsr, ! Presently she would wake up and sigh with relief, finding that all had been a hideous dream, an impossible phantom of the brain. Alice Deerfield looked around her with a stupid.% and then covered her pale face with her hands. Alas it was true. No nightmare could b terribly as the reality. Here she Was, accused of the murder of her autit, her only relative, and the woman who had Nlwltered her since the death of her parents, which had occurred when Alice was only ten years old. Miss Cleo Dexter and sweet Al el Deerfield, with her soft, brown eyes and tlestnut hair, had never got along well : but it was worse since Cyril Ainsley had fallen in love with Alice and asked her to be his  wife. Now, there was an old family feud between the Deerfields and the Aiusleys, and Alice's aunt had been furious when she knew that her neice loved, and had promised to be the wife of one of the members of the detested family. She little knew the passionate, uncontrollable iJ e that was hidden in Cleu Dexter's heart—love for  held oame oat ot prison a heroine, and the homes of the hour. ()aside the walls her lover—Cyril Aineley  )(Asa... prison —was waiting for her with a carriage. "My little love, how you must have suffered," he said, looking at her pale face as they drove rapidly homeward. _ _  She shivered, and clung to him, while he soothed her with loving words and caresses. " The worst pain that I endured was when I thought that you had deserted me, believing me guilty." " I suspected that Cleo knew more than she eared to acknowledge, and I had to apparently condemn you, and make love to her to throw her off her guard. Now it shall be the business of my life to make you happy and cut from you all shadows." He kept his word. There is no happier woman in the world than Mrs. Ainsley, though she ca* ELSTON forget "The Wyndhohn Tragedy."  Nell : Mr. Sophtsope said I was a perfect picture Belle: Yee; he asked me where you bought your colour. " I seem to be getting pretty close to the home plate," chuckled the burglar, softly opening a drawer in the sideboard. Mr. Keep Cash: Did you write that man who advertinee to show people how to make desserts without milk and have them richer Mrs. Cash: Yes, and sent him the dollar. "What did he reply?" " Dia cr.,. Tr. "  Cyril Ainsley. Cleo swore that she, not Alice, should be Cyril•l wife, and also swore that she would make old woman Deerfield, as she called her benefactress, kale her all the property, instead of half, as the will read. Things reached a climax at last. One night there had been angry words betwees Alice and her aunt, and Cleo had desceu(led quietly , from her room and listened through the half-opened lour of the library A