The Finger of Providence
A short, loud report, and immediately following this came a tearful cry as if some one had received a death-blow. It came from a small frame tenement in Plum Street (no Monroe), and when those who were attracted by the cries entered, a terrible scene presented itself to their horrified gaze.
A rough looking man of thirty-two lay on a floor in a rear apartment, on the second floor, in the agonies of death. One arm was literally torn from his body, and the other horribly mutilated. One side of his face was torn away, and his breast seemed torn to shreds. Several females stood by gazing on the human wreck with wonder-stricken faces, wringing their hands and uttering dismal groans, which, with the dying man’s fearful shrieks made the scene a very pandemonium.
When the women were questioned as to what had caused this terrible scene, they could only shake their heads in stupefied silence; they appeared to be no wiser than those who interrogated them.… Read More