Ben Avon High School - Novaneb Yearbook (Pittsburgh, PA)

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10191055qu 0mm: UIIT. i1 He lives there-dn-a cabini-Joe said he doeseOh, Mother, why cant I see? All night and the next day, he raved, while the fever wasted his brain and'body. But the fathers suspicions were affirmed at the description of the poisoner. Early the next morning, with the sheriff and a posse, he made a thorough search of Seottts cabin, but found only two bottles, one empty, and the other containing about a. gill of brown liquid. These Phillips took home, tested with Dr. Rowlandts aid, and found that the liquid contained The sheriff and his men searched the forest trails about the cabin and in two hours found a dilapidated hat. Phillips arrived soon after, and on going: deeper into the woods, he heard a meaning and groaning. The source of these sounds was the form of a man, lying at the foot of a pine tree, twitching constantly. There was a great lump on the head, evidently caused by running blindly against the tree. He was found to be Scott, and the sheriff immediately handcuffed him. He was carried to the jail, Where he died tWo days later, suffering horribly, from the same poison he had given the Phillips children. t ,In a month little Jimmy was able to sit up; in two months he walked around his room, and his thin little body, and tired mind grew well and strong again. ' I t 1 . j Violator of the elghteenth amendment, and the murder suspect, was placed by t . . 'tblezf IU iUJU 1 LD Kathryn Anderson. GUYAU Mfufn CU DJJ'L 0.

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