The Stabber Died Under an Alias at the County Hospital

Ten years ago two men stood together in the woods on the shore of Lake Washington, near Madison Street. One of them called the other's attention to a little bird up in a tree, and as the unsuspecting man looked up his comrade stabbed him in the throat. It was an ugly, cruel wound, but after long suffering the man recovered, and his murderer was sent to the penitentiary for a term of years.

Ten years rolled past, and one day the victim of the knife wound was drowned in the bay. Since then he has been forgotten, and even his name is a dead letter to people well versed in criminal history.

Yesterday afternoon, in room No. 9 at the county hospital, a tall, emaciated man lay with set eyes and slowly heaving chest. Death was close at hand, and his father, mother, sister or brother, wherever they may be, knew naught of what was happening. At exactly 8:50 o'clock he drew his last breath.

The man was Adolph [surname illegible], alias George Rolsom, and it was he who stabbed his comrade at Lake Washington ten years ago. He had been at the county hospital about ten days, but paralysis had such a hold on him that recovery was impossible. He never talked of his past. Had it not been that a keeper knew him of old, he would have gone to his grave as George Rolsom. It was alleged by some that he did the stabbing simply to get his comrade's money, but as in all such cases there is an unwritten history, one that only [illegible] of its nature alone can be given to the public through a newspaper.