Wanganui Sensation

Horowhenua Chronicle, 22 August 1916, Page 3

Wanganui Sensation

SOI, IT lOX Oh' A MY,ST ICR V. Wild-eyed and dishov«llcd, a man his way into Wanganu; police" station oil Friday afternoon, gasped "I'm Htabbul," and deposited iiimsell in a state of semi-collapse into a chair. •Sh.wly the visitor unfolded his story, lie had come into the town and after what he described a.s a lew drinks, he Hot as far as the .Masonic Hotel. Whether his thirst was assuaged at this .geographical point lie did not remember, but he went and sat down on the river hank near the Dublin .street iridge. Jt was here tliat his advenuivs commenced. lie said that: a man a .short, tliiek--et .sort ot' man, ol decidedly foreign tppearance, with a black moustache ind an accent which suggest •. ! : She place of his nativity wr.» either le inany or Austria came oi> tli.icene. They talked of the war, and heir views wore diametrically opposed, the conversation became somewhat icateil. This was the prelude of apiroaehing tragedy. "Then ho stabbed no with a knife." said the narrator. The police annul that- the man was deeding from a clean cut. deep wound, ind as ho had evidently loKt a good deal >1' blood lie was hastily dispatched to he district hospital. The affair seemed to be shrouded in ii\sterv. The man's wound indicated hat the would-be assassin had not ; nghf a pai ticulariy vulnerable pari if the victimV anatomy. The foreignookin.tr maai with the black moustneh. iroved elusive, although tin" police were nnnediate'y on the qui v ice, and posstilv many an innocent citize'i who had i;e niisfortune to answer in some way ' o the description given vame under heir p'oreing gaze. \nd it was deidedly annoying that a salubrious and net'iresque residential area should be he scene of a crime. On Saturday morning Chief Dotec:ve Siddellfl visited the ho-pital. and he victim gave a more detailed and ensational account of his adventure. t. was a nurse who solved the nrvstery. ►n probing" the man's wound she exracted a fairly large pie'-e of glass, 'he mail had heen unfortunate. If nd sat down on a broken bottle. - hronicle.