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81 1 OL. VTll. i HITLER, MISSOURI. WEDNESDAY DECEMBER 23. 1885 NO. I Sic Stttkf SEEING THE TRUTH, j I Osborn Confesses a j I. . . l, o UnritarG y Blood Story as Told to Her by atair. XeBorter'f Interview With I tjc Condemned Woman. ifnUattie Mulkey, the sister of linattta Osborn, reached Nevada night, and accompaiucu uy ,1 reporter and several otliers went Jje jail at an early hour this morn- The meeting: oeiween mc "sij jdeeply effecting, and those who atop to witness it quietlv slipped and lett them a'.one. Mrs. j to the prisoner. Tie coming of her sister had ex- sdavery perceptihle influence on ;, She seemed to realize that she with one whom she could fully and the hesitency which has ttofore characterized her conver- rjoo entirely vamsucu. .u. sister of the mistake into which i t 1 . tn.A?vl1 .Inrinar tti &and expressed the greatest i e .ihatshe had not told the entire If "There is something else that I tit not told, she said, "but I do it know that L will ever tell it. I ivttold so many different stories iorder to keep it a secret that I am hid it would not be believed now." Mis. Mulkey insisted upon her li'ioethe whole truth, -no matter 1 J few deeply it implicated her. "You Harttell the truth," she said. "Let St people know all that you know i r . I 1 1. .. It ut not Keep ut aujriiiiiig - For some time the prisoner hesi- atd and asked tune and again if jjattwasany hope for Stair, and n. ... : .!... I U f .. - vmK. r'? more than love, was the occasion her solicitude in regard to his ituition. "Stair killed those people," she H "and I know it." The words liime out witn a convulsive ettort o conveyea ine iuea to nerauui- m that she was afraid to trust xrielf to think of the consequences itbe exposure. "I know it," she continued, "for told me all about it, and threaten ed) kill me it I ever breathed a 'ordof it. I knew the Seawells wibeen killed when he came back 'J the house, and he made me go out herewith him." "Go back to the hrst and tell it 4" Mrs. Mulkey interrupted. "Weil, Suir mentioned the matter i9me about a week or ten days be- kfethe killing. He said he believed would o out there and kill them ad take their horses and wagons, liboughthe was joking, and told that he wouldn't have the heart sdosucha thing as that. After t he mentioned it to me several es and I told him he should not kit; that it he did 1 would tell on He answered with an oath ithe would put me out ot the way ever hinted such a thing. "The Saturday before the killing walked out to the M armaton om. He said that he wanted to t the timber, but when we got &rehe told me that he wanted to tor a place to hide the bodies. "C did note down to the river. ktlgh he taike.l so much about ninsfthcm T AX A K-T.,. il,, , M l VI IIVW UV. i i V V- uiui ould do it. I could not bring "Tff to believe that he was m ear -He said that he would try and the Sewells to drive down to bottom with hun Sundav, and hen he got them down there he kill them and hide their bodies d then oome back after the other gon. He said something about wing their bod,es into the river. "One night while old man Sewell was sick, Stair told :ne that he had sent for me to come out there and sit up with him. I went out, though I wondered why he would send tor me. When I got there I asked him about it, and he told me ie had not sent lor me. I believe now that Stair intended to kill hun that night and adopted that course to get me out there. When lie talked about killing them he never said anything about me helping him .!., ;r, but wanted mt to be present. "I could not hint r;i ' these things ;to others; he wn-.i. have killed me. Wednesday evening Stair went out to the camp ot the SewrM 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 from the JSewells. I asked him what had become ot the old man and Mack; and he said they were out at the camp. Then 1 told him he was not telling the truth, and that I believed he had killed the Sevvells, because lie had no money to buy the teams from him. He said that he had killed them, and I com menced crying. He told me that I had to go out there with him to get the wagons, and I refused to do it. He got the hatchet and, grasping me bv the arm, said he would chop mv head open if I did not go, and I agreed to go. "When we got to the camp the lantern .was still burning. The covered wagon was loaded, but there were a few things lett on the ground, and Stair made me hold the lantern while he put them in the old wagon. I imagined 1 could hear the dead men moan in the wagon, and before we started I commenced 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. "It was after midnight 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 tangled in the brush, I commenced screaming, and Stair left 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 dripping 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 et. He made me stay at the wagons, and it I had not been afraid would have had but little, if any. chance to tell the men who were in the bottom. Mr. SewelPs dog came to the wag ons just as I testified in the trial, and was licking the blood. "I was almost dead when we got to the nottom and sat down by a stump. Stair came to me and told me about the killing. He said he went out to the camp to kill the men. While he was there Mack took a quilt and laid down on the ground and went to sleep ; the old man was still sick and .was lying in the wagon. Stair gave him a dose ot medicine, and when he laid down again Stair struck him. He put one hand on the old man's breast before he struck, and he looked up and said 'Don't!' Then Stair went over to where Mack was lying and hit him on the head. He said the boy moaned and shivered all over. After he had hit Mack, Stair looked up i and saw the old man crawling out of the wagon. The first blow had not killed him and he had gotten the butcher knife and was coming out to help the boy. Stair pushed him back in the wagon and struck him again. Stair said he killed one with the hatchet and one with a smooth ing iron, but did not tell me which ; one he killed with the hatchet. I 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 catting off a chicken's head. 'The 'bone spavin' rccipt belonged to Stair; he wrote it at hoit Scott, ' and I saw it betoie the lines were j written on the bottoai of it, but S never saw it afterward." When the woman had finished her story, she said that Stair would kill her for telling it if he could get a chance, and he might be able to get some one on the outride to kill her. "He came very near killing me soon alter we lett Arkansas." she said. "He grew jealous of ine, and one night asked me to take a walk with him. We went into the woods and he drew his revolver and told me that he believed 1 was going to leave him, and he intended to kill me. I bei'ged him not to do it, and, after promisint not to go away Irom him, he let me off." "You recognized the white-handled knife when it was exhibited in the court room?" the reporter asked. "Yes, that was Stair's knite. lie never told me about cutting their throats." "1 was honest in my testimony about the blood on my dress. I was sick alter walking out to the Marma ton bottom." Mrs. Mulkey is a pleasant little woman, and the long trip which he 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 seems satisfied that the con demned man could by his confession acquit Nannetta, and hopes that he will do so before the date fixed for the execution. Her troubles have come close together. When she lett Indiana 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 daugh ter's alleged crime and imprisonment. Harmony. Now that the post-office tight at Butler has been terminated, it is 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 the other, and those who chanced to be against Col. Wade in the contest should read with pleasure the very gentlemanly and conciliatory article in last week's Democrat upon his appointment. So lar as efficiency is concerned it mattered not to Butler which of the two aspirants was suc cessful. Both had the right to ask the ap pointment at the hands of a demo cratic administration, but only one could receive it. Republicans have been looking on this post-office em broyho with great satislaction think ing that local matter would so disturb the party as to give them a faint show in the next campaign, but such will not be the case. Each faction should and will work just as hard for the success of the democratic party as ever. Harmony will be our watchword snd republicans had as well note this face right now. Rockvilie Globe. 3-fl BARGAINS H-A-nH-fl-TH See Them XS,. m una Mi Side spare, Butler EVERYBODY OOME HO. -"OCT TCfl" IT warn ink Wine ai Ml FOR THIRTY DAYS ONLY lo YOU Hear Siioiiiing! YOUWET YOIJR LIFE. Jugs Are Free in 1885 Wlea Bbj wu sick, we ber Caetatte, When she ni k Chad, sh cried far Csstori, When she became Mis, ska dune to Castoria, When (be had Children, ebe garet&em Caetori. North Main Street, Butler. Mo. EMS T if, I t f-