NOT EXACTLY MURDER.

Thames Star, Volume XVI, Issue 5079, 25 April 1885, Page 3

NOT EXACTLY MURDER.

"Murder?" „ , , . . . This cry in a well known hotel in Detroit the other afternoon, proceeding from a room on tbo third floor, caught the ears of several chambermaids and created instant consternation. . "Oh! Heavens!" . , It was the voice"of a man who shrieked the words from room No. 48, and the chambermaids at once sent a messenger to the office with the news that murder was being committed. „, "Don't kill me by inches! • / These words alarmed others besides the chambermaids, and the group of three or four presently grew to a dozen. Who occupied the room ? One of the chambermaids recollected seeing a beetlebrowed man of general practical lock, accompanied by a closely Yeiledwoman, enter No. 40. Was he killing her. „;,. „ " Oh! oh ! you are killing me. It was the voice of a man. The xeiled woman had got him in her power and seemed to be submitting him to some sort of torture. Several of the crowd knocked at the door at once, and one of the^ chambermaids demanded in a falsetto voice that it had to be opened at once. There was a, ha! ha Iha ! from the veiled woman, and the voice of the man cried out— f "What, do you mock at my misery ? A clerk came from the cttice and demanded admittance in the name of the law, the Continental CoDgresß, and several other things, and after some little delay the door was opened and a woman stood in the opening and aßked what was wanted. . , "What's goiDg on in there—wnos being hurt?" . ... She laughed her ha! ha! ha! again, and it was echoed by the roice of a man behind her, ■- f ' ' "What's all this about?" shouted the clerlr. , „ ' , lT •«Why,Bir" she demurely replied, " I was only pulling & porous plaster off my hasband'a back 1"