A REALLY "NOVEL" INCIDENT.

Patea Mail, Volume II, Issue 171, 29 November 1876, Page 3

A REALLY "NOVEL" INCIDENT.

The adage that truth is stranger than fiction receives an emphatic confirmation, in a story received via Monde Video by the last mail. Corrienter, a thriving town on the banks of the Parana, near its junction with the Paraguay, has been the scene of a tragedy, thrilling enough to have satisfied the admirers of transpontine melodrama. At 10 o’clock on the evening of July 8, there was a peremptory knock at the door of a rich citizen. Hardly had he answered the summons', and started back at the sight of two men in masks, when he fell dead, transpierced by a poignard. Pushing into the house over his corpse, the assailants met his daughter, a pretty girl of fifteen, They seized her, tied her hand and foot, and threatened her with instant doom unless she told them where her father concealed his treasure. The poor girl gave up the secret, and the miscreants left her to go to the place indicated. As soon as she was alone she succeeded by powerful efforts in wrenching the bonds off her limbs, stole to the drawer where her father kept his fire arms, took a revolver, followed the •assassins and blew out the brains of botli. Jlnsbiu" into tlio street, slie sought the aid of the Magistrate ol the •district and the local Police Superintendent. Neither was at home, and the girl raised a huc-aud-cry among the neighbours, who came with her to the scene of bloodshed. They were filled with terror, and shrank from the sight. At last one bolder than the rest tore the masks off the countenances of the murderers and would-be robbers, when, io ! the climax of emotion Was reached—they were recognised as the Magistrate nnd the Police Officer who had been absent from home ! To worn out authors who vainly cudgel their brains for originality, to barren play-wrights madly searching for a plot with fresh situations, to people generally whose business it is to make neighbours’ flesh creep, and who feel they have exhausted their devices, Worse counsel could be given than—try the Argentine Confederation,