A HOMICIDAL LUNATIC.

Cromwell Argus, Volume XXXVIII, Issue 2046, 24 June 1907, Page 7

A HOMICIDAL LUNATIC.

There were five of us hunting and fishing in the Queensland bush (says a traveller), when one rainy day a stranger appeared. He said he was a tramp barber ; and as none of us had been shaved for a fortnight, we gave him half a day’s work. About four hours after he had left us a band of six men rode up, and the leader inquired if we had seen a talil, roughly-dressed man pass that way. We told him of the barber, and he looked from man to man and exclaimed : ' "Good graceous, but you are all freshly shaved !’’ "Yes, we gave the barber a "And he shaved every one of you ?’ "He did, and did it well.’’ "Boys, do you hear that ?’’ shouted the man, as he turned to his companions. "What of it?’’ asked one of the party. "Why, ho wont mad yesterday, and kill led a man in a barber’s shop over at Unadilla ; and we’re after him to put him in the asylum.” They rode away at a’ gallop, and next morning returned to our camp with the man, who had been captured after a hard fight, and was tied on his horse. He seemed to remember us when he was given a drink of water ; and as he handed the cup back, he quietly remarked : "I say, gentlemen, please excuse me. I meant to finish off the last man I shaved, but I got thinking of something else, and it slipped my mind.”