Mrs.
A. J. Stillwell, of Hannibal, Mo., was awakened a few nights ago
by hearing her husband say:
"Fannie,
is that you? Fannie, is that you?"
Startled
by her husband's strange question, Mrs. Stillwell partly arose,
and just at that moment saw a man standing with his back to her,
and at or near the foot of Mr. Stillwell's bed. A moment later she
heard a whirring sound, as of something thrown violently through
the air, followed by the noise of some one running down the
stairway. She then ran to Mr. Stillwell's bed and found that he
had been murdered.
Mrs.
League, who lives just across the street, says that a little after
2 A.M. some one rang her door bell twice, and upon looking out of
the window, she saw Mrs. Stillwell in her night dress and
barefooted. "Oh" she exclaimed, " tell Will to come
over to the house quick; some one has murdered Mr.
Stillwell."
Mr.
William League, accompanied by a young man in his employ, ran
across the street and found Mr. Stilllwell in a half kneeling
position. The body was almost immersed in blood, Across the left
ear and left side of the head, there was a horrible gash, deep
enough to penetrate the brain, and which had evidently been
inflicted by some sharp instrument. |