To our horror, the very neighbor whom we had for decades thought of as the best natured and hardest working and, we always thought, the most contented of all our neighbors has turned out to be a murderer. The man, a foreman in a zinc foundry in Vorchdorf, who left home every morning at six o’clock and returned from Vorchdorf every evening at six o’clock to spend the evening with his wife and two children and of whom even the fire department, to which, in the nature of things, he has belonged since he was ten, spoke only in terms of the highest praise, as did the parish priest, who had often inveigled him into doing repairs in the church, free of charge of course, murdered a so-called mesmerist who lived near Vorchdorf and was widely known and liked, because, when he broke into the room of her house on the main road in which he supposed he would find the money that the mesmerist and lay healer had collected from her clientele over time and stashed away, she surprised him in the act. Our neighbor told the police that he had wanted to supplement his income because the zinc foundry paid him too little.

Silo

SILO

At the end of the war some German soldiers were living in a disused cement silo near Steinbach am Ziehberg. Before the Americans arrived, they withdrew from the silo and bolted and barred the silo from the outside. When, a few days ago, the owner of the silo opened the entrance to the silo, which had totally rusted out, with a heavy stonebreaker’s hammer, intending to demolish the old silo that had been in disuse for so long and to use the land to build an establishment for breeding and fattening pigs, he made a grisly discovery. Just inside the entrance to the silo were two totally decayed human bodies still wearing German uniform trousers and so-called army shirts. The farmer ascertained that they must have been comrades of the German soldiers who were living in the silo at the end of the war and who disappeared overnight. The authorities immediately tried to inform the relatives of the two men who had died in the silo. Even after thirty-two years, the papers of the two men who were found in the silo were so well preserved that there was not the slightest difficulty in deciphering them. One man was a lieutenant, the other a private first-class. Both were from Nackenheim on the Rhine. The question now is whether their former comrades, who are possibly still alive, should be traced or not. People are asking themselves whether the two were intentionally or unintentionally left behind in the firmly bolted and barred silo. In any case, a crime cannot be ruled out, in their opinion.

Famous

FAMOUS