R. T. Van Horn & Co., Publishers.*

February 3, 1870.

     The weather is very changeable.  Business is still brisk.

     Policeman Kelso has a sore throat, and was not on duty yesterday.

     Mr. T. W. Felter is minus a valuable horse stolen from him the night before last.

     Matters before Recorder Sutton were dull yesterday.  The justices had nary a case.

     Yesterday afternoon Dr. Joseph Wood extracted a calculus from the bladder of a man who had been suffering from it for nine years.  The operation is one of great difficulty, and was performed in a very skillful manner.  The patient is in a fair way of recovery.

     The funeral of a promising young man named Harry Boult occurred yesterday afternoon and was largely attended.  Harry had been a pupil in Spalding's Commercial College, and the principal, teachers, and nearly all of his fellow pupils, who knew and loved him, followed his remains to their final resting place.  His body has been committed to earth but his memory will live long and be held dear by those who knew and loved him.

     We have been informed that a frightful murder has occurred in Ray County, not far form the border of Clay County . It appears that two men, neighbors, whose names we have been unable to learn, had a quarrel about a piece of land which one had rented of the other.  In the course of the dispute that followed, one of the men drew a knife and stabbed the other one upon the right arm, inflecting a terrible gash which laid the bone bare.  This murderous assault was followed by a stab in the abdomen.  The murderer then cut his victim's throat.  He then laid the  murdered man upon a porch and coolly wiped his bloody knife upon the coat of his victim.  He then went to a store and began to trade, and when the citizens began to gather he mounted his horse and succeeded in making his escape.  These facts were narrated, we are informed, to Mr. Rice of the Mechanics bank.  We endeavored to find the gentleman, but we were unable to succeed.  We give the facts for what they are worth, only remarking that if true, they display an amount of fiendish atrocity on the part of the murderous scoundrel that is scarcely human.