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Show WIS I DERED ? The Strange Mystery that Enshrouds the Death of Dick Johnson in the City Jail. THE COEONER'S JURY AT WORK. A Chapter of Purple Abrasions Leads to the Suspicion that Foul Play was Done. ROn Sunday morning last when the turnkey went to arouse his guests at the city jail for their morning hash one of them failed to answer. Ho entered not be known through any post mortem. mor-tem. "Hut how did the abrasions land on his body?" demands The Avenging Brother. and the jury turns its attention to chapter of discolorations upon the left side of the purpled trunk. Violence had caused them no matter whether accidental or otherwise. They looked as if they might have been inflicted with some blunt instrument instru-ment but upon this there was no definite testimony. The jury then took a recess re-cess until 3 o'clock this afternoon and are now in session. The case is indeed a mysterious one. The marks upon the body reveal more than an ordinary assault and Mr. Johnson John-son will not abandon his investigation until the whole affair has been ventilated. aud shook the sleeper but no answer came. He shook him again and thou bending over him discovered that he was dead. This was Richard M. Johnson John-son who had been arrosted on the Friday evening preoeding by Officer Seigfus and placed within the walled enrirors of the city jail on a charge of drnnkennees. The lifeless body was sent to the undertaking parlors par-lors of Joseph E. Taylor on East First South and by him turned over to the sexton. It was , . A Dreary Funeral that followed. There was no minister to strew the grave with words of com- - fovt, T1"T" wtra nn ff'nrL,i tfl hp'; it with their grief. There was neither friend or relative to command the (looting spirit to the court of last resort re-sort but alone, in a loneliness that was ghastly alone, the sexton lowered the pine tenement with its silent inhabitant inhabi-tant into a grave in the Potter's field. It was not uutil Edmund Johnson, a bro ther of decedent, picked up a copy of The Times that he learned of the death of his kinsman. He was astounded. No message had been conveyed to him and hastening to the city jail he was informed that the body had been turned over to the gravedigger. To this ruler of the slumbering oity the surviving brother appealed, and was informed of what had taken place. He was indignant, in-dignant, ' TJnutterably Indignant, that the obsequies should have taken place without his presence and ordered that the remains be exhumed. At 11 o'clock yesterday morning they were again lyitg on the slab at the undertakers and Mr. Johnson visited the place. He again met the sexton. "Is that the body of Dick Johnson?" demanded the brother. "I dunuo" replied the grave digger. "Don't you know the name of the man?" "No sir." "Do yon know how ho met his death?" "Natural, I suppose." "Did you notice that Cot Aeroat the Groin?" "I did not." "Did they dress him up for a docent burial when he was turned over to you?" "It was not my duty to enquire into the coffin." "You see how he was put to sleep don't you?" and the brother drawing his handkerchief swept off a tear as he surveyed the form. It was clad in an under shirt and a pair of socks. That was all of the shroud. There was nothing to indicate who he was or how death had been caused. lleginning at a point to the left of the grain was a ghastly cut that extended almost across tho abdomen and downward to the top of the pelvis. It was stitched with plain thread. The evidences ot Proreaalonal Skill were lacking. It looked as if an ama-tuor ama-tuor hand had done it and the brother's suspicion was aroused. He went to the city jail again in an effort to learn something more definite. There were no secrets there for him. His brother had been found dead. That was the brief legend. It was made known, however, that be had been incarcerated in-carcerated in the main court with the thug, the drunkard aud the garroter. Tho night before they had resorted to bloody carnival. Several men bad been laid out, and Mr. Johnson's conclusion was that The Oat Aeroaa the Grolu had been inflicted in the melee. With this beliof he demanded of Coroner llarris that an inquest be madn and to this the gentleman proceeded this morning. There was nothing sensational sensa-tional about It. It was revealed that some industrious surgeon in the interest in-terest of science had gone to work with a scalpel. He wanted to unlock some abdominal secret, and with that in view went into the country. What he learned will only be revealed to his clientage. Wko the surgeon was will |