The Butler Weekly Times Newspaper, December 23, 1885, Page 1

oL. VIT1. e Butler Week! SNR BEN PR EE | Feng THE TRUTH. Qsborn Confesses e of the Murders. a ; —_———e ploody Story as Told to Her by Stair. pail Reporter’s Interview With the Condemned Woman. +02 0+ —— Mfrs Mattie Mulkey, the sister of Osborn, Bi, wght, and accompanied by a reporter and several others went the jail at an early hour this morn- The meeting between the sisters Lsdeeply effecting, and those who up to witness it quietly slipped and lett them a!one. Mrs. y's visit was entirely unex— ded to the prisoner. The coming of her sister had ex- javery perceptible influence on «, She seemed to realize that she with one whom she could fully t,and the hesitency which has fore characterized her conver- fon entirely vanished. She told sster of the mistake into which bad been inveigled during the and expressed the greatest re- nthat she had not told the entire | ‘There is something else that I not told,” she said, *‘but I do know that 1 will ever tell it. I toldso many different stories order to keep it a secret that I am find it would not be believed now.”” Mis. Mulkey insisted upon her ing the whole truth, -no matter deeply 1t 1mplicated her. **You ttell the truth,’’ she said. ‘‘Let people know all that you know it Do not keep back anything.’’ for some time the prisoner hesi- dand asked time and again if wewas any hope for Stair, and anxiety indicated that fear prob- more than love,was the occasion her solicitude in regard to his on. “Stir killed those people,’’ she id, “and I know it.” The words out with a convulsive effort ich conveyed the idea to heraudi- that she was afraid to trust lf to think of the consequences the exposure. “[know it,” she continued, ‘*for told me all about it, and threaten- fokill me it I ever breathed a odof 1. I knew the Seawells dbeen killed when he came back the house, and he made me go out with him.’’ “Go back to the first and tell it l,” Mrs. Mulkey interrupted. “Weil, Stair mentioned the matter me about a week or ten days be- the killing. He said ne believed reached Neyada | was sick, Stair told :ne he had sent for me to come out there and sit up with him. I : I wondered why he would s me. I lat When I got there ; about it, and he told me 1« not sent tor 1 believe now that | Stair intended to kill him that night ' and adopted that course to get me him had me, out to the camp ot the Sewe!!s about dark, and returned home between ten and eleven o’clock. When he got back he said, ‘I have made the trade.’ And I asked him what trade. Then he told me that he had bought the teams trom the Sewells. I the | asked jhim what had become ot old man and Mack; and he said they Then IL told him he was not telling the truth, and that I believed killed the money He said were out at the camp. | he had Sewells, because he had no to buy the teams from him. He told me that I had to go out there with him to get menced crying. He got the hatchet and, grasping me by the arm, said he would chop my head open if I did not yo, and I agreed to go. “When we got to the camp the lantern -was_ still The covered wagon was loaded, but there were a few things tetton the ground. and Stair made me hold the lantern while he put them in the old wagon. Iimagined | could hear the dead men moan in the wagon, and before we started I crying aloud. Stair told me to hush, and swore that he would kill me if I did not. He got the hatchet again and I got down on my knees and begged him not to kill me. dburni burning. | commenced “It was after midmight when we, started to the Marmaton river. I wanted to tell some one about the murder, but we got off the road betore anyone was traveling. When we got into the timber it was still dark and I could not drive to do any good. Once when my wagon got screaming, and Stair lett his wagon ana came back to me. He cursed me and said that he would kill me if I made any more noise, ‘When we got down in the bot- tom and stopped the wagons, the blood commenced cripping from the bottom of the wagon bed, and once or twice Stair, with his foot, raked dust and leaves over the blood. I did not see Stair washing the hatch- BUTLER, MISSOURI WEDNESDAY DECEMBER 23, 1 foutthere. When he ta!ked about ; killing therm he never said mnything jabout me helping him it, but } wanted me to be present. “I could not bint any these | things ‘to othe he sald) have killed me. Wednesday evening S went that he had killed them, and I com- , the wagons, and I refused to do it. | tangled in the brush, I commenced | n Cimes, re NO. 4 BARGAINS 833 back in the wagon and struck him again. Stair said he killedone with the hatchet and one with smooth- ing iron, but did not tell me which {one he killed with the hatchet. I | had one smoothing iron atthe house, but don’t think Stair took that. { “I asked Stair how he could be so | cruel as to kill them; and he said it | was as easv as cutt off a chicken’s | head. a ‘The ‘bone spavii | to Stair; he wrote and I saw tt betoie | written on the bottom of it. | never saw it afterward.’’ When the woman had finished her | | Story, she said that Stair would kill i her for tel *recipt belonged at Fort Scott, lines the were but ’ ng it if he could get chance, and he mig aj it be able to get | e outside to kill “He came very near killing me soon atter we left Arkansas.’” **He j some one on tl her. | | she said. | and one me, ¢ to take a walk with We went into the woods and | he drew his revolver and told me bim, that be believed T was going to leave 1/ after | him and he intended to kill n ed him not to do it, and, pron i ising not to go away trom him, | he let me off.” | | “You recognized the white-handled | knife when it was exhibited in the} court room :"’ the reporter asked, } ‘Wes, that was Stair’s knite. He} |neyer told me about cutting their] throats.’” ‘“*] was honest in my testimony about the blood on my dress. I was } sick atter walking out to the Marma- ton bottom.”* Mrs. Mulkey is a pleasant little | | woman, and the long trip winch she | has made alone evidences the deep- | est interest in her unfortunate sister. She will remain her several weeks, | probably until after Stair’s execution. | She satisfied that the con- demned man could by his confession acquit Nannetta, and hopes that he | will do so before the date fixed for seems ‘the execution. Her troubles have {come close together. When she lett Inaiana her father was not ex pected to live and she thinks he has died since she heard from him. He- has been in ignorance ot his augh-— ter’s alleged crime and imprison—- ment. HVERYBODY COME Harmony. Now that the post-office hght at Butler has been terminated, it 1s to be hoped that all these little personal anamosities, which necessarily arise | in such contests,will be thrown aside | and that all parties, victors and van- | quished, alike, will go to work for ' the good of the party. Most of the | | local politicians of the county were | \ interested either upon one side or; i the other, and those who chanced to | be against Col. Wade 1n the contest re Tt Ma BTW ds eo Whisky, Brandy and Wine at Cost! jet. He made me stay at the wagons, | should read with pleasure the very #B* Would go out there and kill them fadtake their horses and wagons. Hthought he was joking, and told m that he wouldn’t have the heart dosuch a thing as that. After athe mentioned it to me severa! Pes and I told him he should not nh. He answered with an oath he would put me out of the way Tever hinted such a thing. P “The Saturday betore the killing Walked out to the Marmaton tom. He said that he wanted to at the timber, but when we g he told me that he wanted to Stora place to hide the bodies. edid not go down to the river. zh he talked so much about them, I did not belreve that Would do it. I could not bring Myself to believe that he was in es?- j He said that he would try and the Sewells to drive down to bottom with him Sunday, and Dit; that it he did 1 would tell on | got) } he got them down there he he had hit Mack, Stair looked up d lull them and hide their bodies and saw the old man: crawling out 3 d then come back after the other, of the wagon. The first blow had He said something about | not killed him and he had gotten the ing their boces into the river. | butcher knife and was coming out | night while old man Sewell | to help the boy. ry re fa ae Va ‘ ar: y ! and it Lhad not been afraid would | gentlemanly and conciliatory article | FOR i H 1 kk I Y DA YS ( YN LY have had but little, if any. chance to lin last week’s Democrat upon his | tell the men who were in the bottom. | appointment. So far as efficiency is | Mr. Sewell’s dog came to the wag- | concerned it mattered not to Butler | ons just as I testified in the trial,and | which of the two aspirants was suc— | cesstul. Both had the right was licking the blood. t » ask the ap-| **T was almost dead when we got et 1 € i } 2 nt atthe hands of a demo- | to the pottom and sat down by Ae ee CiR | : i crac administration, but only one; stump. Stair came to and told | me about the killing. He said he} went out to the camp to kill the While he was there Mack | took a quilt and laid down on the! z {the party as to give them a faint could receive it. Republicans have been looking on this post-office em-|} broylio with great satistaction—think- | ing that local matter would so disturb | ground and went to sleep; the old | | Yo TU SFBET WVYOoUR I ARE B | Are Free in 1885. men. | man was still sick and.was lying in }the wagon. Stair gave him a dose Boutin da call Gack fase | ot medicine, and when he laid down patton sendand ee | again Stair struck him. He putone! ag Sas See Ge a es hand on the old man’s breast before { Horie Ug Na eee wl be our } watchword and republicans had as the struck, and he looked up and|{ a | said ‘Don’t!’ Then Stair went over | : een hos }to where Mack was lying and hit} Rockulle Globe. ‘him on the head. He said the boy | : | moaned and shivered all over. After jsuch will not be the case. Each } | Jugs weil fact mght now.— LEWIS HOFFMAN? When Baby was sick, we gave her Castoria, ‘When she was a Child, she cried for Castoria, When she decame Miss, she clung to Castoria, ‘When she had Children, she gave them Castoria, ‘North Main Street, Butler. Mo. Stair pushed him