An old man, whose name may never be known, died in the county jail here last night. His past history is a blank.
he was fairly well dressed and about seventy-five years old.
Early yesterday morning he was found sound asleep on a grass plot near the Big Four depot. When awakened he was so exhausted that he could not give an account of himself, but save a name sounding like Van Bibber. One side of his face, was nearly entirely, eaten away with cancer.
He was taken to the jail and locked up. This morning he was found dead, but with no marks of violence. He was buried this afternoon in potters-field. There was no paper nor trinket by which to Identify him. His manner was refined.
Source: Indiana State Journal June 17 1898
An old man, whose name may never be known, died in the county jail here last night. His past history is a blank.
he was fairly well dressed and about seventy-five years old.
Early yesterday morning he was found sound asleep on a grass plot near the Big Four depot. When awakened he was so exhausted that he could not give an account of himself, but save a name sounding like Van Bibber. One side of his face, was nearly entirely, eaten away with cancer.
He was taken to the jail and locked up. This morning he was found dead, but with no marks of violence. He was buried this afternoon in potters-field. There was no paper nor trinket by which to Identify him. His manner was refined.
Source: Indiana State Journal June 17 1898
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