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Show AT HIS VICTIM'S DEATHSED. BL'NTLU'S VlsiT TO THE DYING ARM I 6TKONG "I LL ISE GOOD CA Ol' mn." The story of the murder of John Armstrong cf i Y.i'adi'h'hin, referrt-ii to in the telecmphic d:sp-.vt -ties a i w days aco. ib ii mrribie one throughout, through-out, e:-aecial!y rvoiiine in the coid-bini'dui coid-bini'dui w -,y in wh'-uii Itie r:cu i:'cr-chai:t, i:'cr-chai:t, B-i j-.iuiti Uuuttr, went abuiit the I.-:: "f. til' ot the mauw'-o o'.w,: him $7,l'0J and ou v.Ivse Uie he h.ni io-urrtt:oe pi-icies to the air.nuui oi 520.CCO. His hiring 'he iUitfr.iU-woikman, iUitfr.iU-woikman, Tom Gr;ii;iim, to etrikt-down etrikt-down the ui-aupt-ct:iig victim whom he hiiu fc!f had lurtd ii:10 the alley where the dved done: his rrir racked cd irt to throw tu-picioun an innocent man; his cool dtvlaranon U Graham thathohad "tinir,htd" Arm strong, show an almost incredible calluuiners. But the most shoekiu chiipttr ol thii atory is thus told by Philadelphia Time;: Shortly alter 5 o'clock ou the morning morn-ing after John Armstrong had been bruughl home, young Armstrong calh-d at Hunter's rciideuce, told him what had occurred, and asked him to come up to Armstrong's hcuse. Hunter promised to do so, and young Armstrong U-ff. Hunter did not reach Armstrong's until about 9 o'clock, when he arrived with a man none of the Armstrong lamily kuew. "Ibis," said Hunter, "is Mr. Lpp. (ibe ni;m by whom he afierward tried to prove an alibi.) He'd the man I was out with last night." "Yea," said the stranger; "I could swear to it fifty times." Meiers of the Arm-fatrong Arm-fatrong faaiiiy who heaid these re-mark3 re-mark3 could not understand why they were made. Hunter then anxiously anx-iously inq'i'ned whether Armstrong had regained couaciousne-'a and was answered in the negative, Huuter then went up e'.airs alone acd entered the room whero the dying mau lay unconscious, with bandage around his wounded bend, A wound upon the back of the head was un-bandaged, un-bandaged, but upon it was napkin. There was no appearanee of hluod on the bAiidgs, napkin cr pillow. There was a third person iu the room a Judy friend ot the lamily with wh;;in Hunter was aiqjaintt-d. "Oh." e.-iid tho lady, "if the murderer could only see his work I" "Do you think it would hurt me to seo his wounds?" asked Hunter. At though uot noticing this question, tbe ludy continued: "Oh, his poor mother 1" "Do you think that his mother has any meauo?" was Hunter's next qiieaiiiiii, which so aurpriaed and dis gusttd Iho lady that lor a time she could not answer. At length she merely aaid; "I don't know anything about her means, sir." Hunter then appeared (o weep,, and he put his hand into his pocket as if for a handkerchief, hand-kerchief, but he could not find one. Addressing the lady in a half care-lees care-lees ft ay, Hunter said: "If you'd like to go down stairs I'll take good care of him." The lady went down, re I and then returned lo the room, when clots of blood ou tho pillow, band I siges, and face caused her to exclaim, ' "Ob, he's bleeding again." She found that the napkin bad been re-' re-' movtd and a towel put iu ita place. Raising the towel she found tho head under it covered with blood. Hunter, appearing greatly agitated, arose from bin seat and said: "I gucBS I had better go for tho doctor." The lady told him that it wao not nocea-aary nocea-aary to do eo, whereupon he said: "Well, I must go to my place of business anyhow," and he made Lm departure at once. Young Sir. Armstrong Arm-strong aays that pressing tho head would have caused the blood to flow as ildid. None of the bandages wore removed. They were tightly fastened. Iu tho afternoon the family were surprised by Epp'a coming around and anxiously inquiring about the condition of Armstrong. |
