The Chilton-Dean House- Clue #6
After stealing from Montgomery’s best
These robbers tried to avoid arrest
To this house they ran away
Their ghosts might be there to this day.
Answer: Chilton-Dean House
Getting off of the
automobile and exchanging a glance, the duo gives each other a high five for
the work they’ve done in the past few days. “The morning air is so crispy and
fresh!” Peter commented and he takes a deep breath, “We are one step closer to
finding the truth of Marcus and Kirk Sebastian!”
Matthew smiles proudly and replies, “Yep! But who do you
think the ‘tall man’ that the old man mentioned was?” Peter suddenly stops in
his tracks and shoots a glance at Matthew.
“Umm, could that have been one of our parents?” Matthew
suggested.
“I think not,” Peter contradicted, “None of them are very
tall, but I do know who is! Mr. Anderson!”
“Nah, how could that be? He is just an old, cranky
History teacher!” Matthew replied. I bet
it’s Mr. Anderson! Peter thought to himself, still confident in his idea.
Matthew walks over
to the white, wooden fence and slowly leans against it. “Kirk and Marcus both
wrote about this house and what had created its interesting History,” Matthew
remembered, “To begin, let’s mention the house’s full history timeline.”
“The house is built on 709 College Street and
was owned by Reverend Thomas Chilton, a ghost writer of David Crockett’s
autobiography,” Matthew began, “He possessed this property until the 1854 when he departed. Later,
in the 1880s, a man by the name of David Dean bought the house and raised a
picket fence around it using Heart pine cut at his mill.”
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“What’s
a ghost writer?” Peter raised his eyebrows, “Do they write horror stories?”
Matthew
looked down at his feet then sighed, and replied with a friendly grin, “Silly,
of course not! They write under another person’s name!”
“Oh!
Okay, please continue with your history,” urged Peter.
Matthew
looked up and left with his eyes as if recalling a matter; then, revived his
story. “The next item I would like to mention is the story of Bob Oliver. On December
28, 1868, a shoot out occurred in Montgomery with the Jesse James Gang while a
member of this gang, Bob Oliver, stole a fine horse from the Cartwrights. The
burglar escaped to the Chilton-Dean House with the theft victims on his tail,”
Matthew continued, “His mother was staying in the Chilton-Dean House when he
was chased to the property. The Cartwrights promised not to shoot him if he
came out of house. However, when Bob Oliver appeared out of the house, the
Cartwrights stabbed him with a Bowie knife.”
Jaws
open with disbelief, Peter places his hand over his mouth instinctively. “That’s
both smart and rude!”
Matthew
nodded but then continues speaking, “Subsequently, Bob Oliver perished under
the bed in the house.”
“What
happened to the other gang members?” Peter recalled, “What happed to Bob
Oliver?”
“Oh!
I forgot!” Matthew snapped his fingers, “After the chaos, the several Jesse
James Gang members were all dead. However, the locals did not wish for the
criminals to be buried in their cemetery! The gang members still had to be
buried, so the New Montgomery Cemetery in order to accommodate them. These dead
who founded the cemetery are buried in an unknown location within’ the burial
ground.”
Peter’s
eyes brighten, “What about the journal? Did you learn anything about its
origins?”
Matthew’s
face turned gray, “We forgot! Wait, but maybe it’s at the next house!”
“I
guess so,” Peter sighed.
