Columbia Democrat And Bloomsburg General Advertiser

The Easton Express says, on Saturday evening the 24th ult., a bold and desperate attempt was made by two scoundrels to rob Mr. Joseph Unangst, an old and respectable farmer residing in Bethlehem township, about seven miles from Easton. For some reason, suspicion it appears at once rested on two young men, who of late had resided in Bethlehem South, and accordingly one of the party, a man named Michael Hurley, was arrested on Monday morning by constable Transue and brought before Esquire Borhek, of Bethlehem for an investigation of the case. In the meantime a messenger had been sent for Mr. Unangst, who soon made his appearance at the Squire's office, and at the first glance at the prisoner recognized him as one of the men concerned in the robbery.

The following statement of Mr. Unangst gives all particulars in the case, much better than we can portray them:

"On Saturday evening, at about eight o'clock, or perhaps a little later, while I and the rest of my family were seated in the room around the stove, the door suddenly opened and two men came in. Each had a revolver or two in their hands. One presented his toward me, and the other towards my son John, and at once demanded my money. I told him I had none, which he would not believe. He then asked me for the key of my desk, which I gave him, when he unlocked it and ransacked every drawer, throwing the papers out, and finding only between three and four dollars in silver and a few pennies. They then demanded my safe key, which I gave them, and they unlocked it also, and examined it very closely without finding any money. I told them, after asking me for my gold, that I always deposited my money in the Easton Bank. They then also asked for my bank book, and after looking over it threw it on the floor. In the meantime my son was trying to leave the room, when one of the men shot at him, the ball entering the hip, where it still remains. After discovering that they could not find any, this man, (the prisoner,) pointed a pistol at my head and threatened to shoot me if I did not give them money. I knocked the pistol away, when it went off, and the bullet struck the wall in the rear of me. This happened up in my room. At this time the candle was knocked over, and we were in the dark, and before they had time to light it again I opened the window and jumped out of the second story into the garden (a venturesome jump for a man of sixty-three years of age,) and went to a neighbor and gave the alarm. While I was gone they threatened one of the females, my daughter, and she gave them her pocket-book containing about $15 in bills, and before assistance arrived they got into a sleigh and drove off towards Bethlehem. Four shots were fired in my house, and this is the very man (pointing again at the prisoner) who held the pistol at my face, and shot over my head."