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X 8*4 Scene.
A CHILD DYINQ IN ITS MOTHER a AlllttS
WHILE IilS FATHER IS BEING THI¬
RD TOW MURDER
Reraoii* who wirt pre«*ut in the
*0»rt house lMt Thursday moruiug
just ft* the case of the State ts. James
Robinson and James Lucas, charged
with murder, was eallod, witnessed
one of the saddest scenes that ever oc-
curcd iu this county,. The morning
in question had been set for the trial
of the above-named prisoners—Jas.
Robinson being charged in the in¬
dictment with the murder of Moses
Lucas on the 9th of August last, and
Jas Lucas as the accomplice, Rob
inson’s wife had come to town to be
present at the trial. She brought her
four children alon</. the youngest of
whom was an infant. This little
thing had been quite ill for some
time, but the mother did not thin's it
was dangerously so. On the day sta
ted 'Mrs. Robinson was present in th®
courtroom, and at her side sat her
three little bare-foot children and her
pale faced, sad looking husband,
whilst in her arms, wrapped in a red
woolen shawl, she held close up to
her bosom the frail body of her infant
—its face as pale asehal-' and its eyes
‘set’ as if in death. The woman her¬
self. weighted down with sorrow and
distress—for her infant was dying in
her arms and her husband was about to
be tried for his life presented a sad,
sad spectacle to those who looked up
on her tear stained face, as she sat
nursing Her dying baby. The while
the Court was unaware of the scene
in his presence. The Judge turned
over the leaves of’ the calendar and
called the case of ‘The State against
James Roberson and Janies l^-as—
indictment, murder.’ The poor moth¬
er looked up agonizingly and heaved
the deepest sigh we ever heard, and
her little children, seated, at her side
sobbed audibly. It was a moment
of extreme sadness. Colonel Wylie,
flushed with emotion, arose and in
tones husky and faltering, stated
that he had a sad duty to perform—
to as the indulgence of the Court
for a while, as the the infant child of
one of the prisoners was thought to
be d ••'.ux in tits mother sarins the
cour. room. ■ The Judge leaned from
his chair and resting his fa e in his
hands, loo eri at the mother, Wc
hear 1 not a word, for we had turne d
our head an 1 walked off ; but the
prisoner-father, pale and wan, with
his little three year old girl in his arms
•and his three other children at his
-led . the the
•side way horn eourt-roou
,followed *>y the stricken wife with her
infant. They were accompanied by
'Depot? Sheriff Hunter. They re¬
turned to the jr.il, where the child
was given every attention but at nine
o’clock /hat night the flickering spark
-of the frail little life went out find
the baby passed front the harrowing
by which it had been sur¬
rounded that day.
The case had been called after the
recess that morning and the prisoner
having plead ‘not gulty’ to the ar¬
raignment, the empanneling of a jury
was begun- Mrs. Robinson left her
dying baby to the kind attention of otli
ers and was present in the courtroom
during the evening. After adjourn¬
ment she returned to her infant and
gave it every attention possible, but
'k no avail.
Upon the opening of the court the
next morning Mrs Robinson and
her children went to their places—
the mother had left the dead body of
her infant in keeping of friends at the
jail - another and strong proof of
woman’s devotion in the Ik nr of dig-
tress. The bereaved woman sat as
near to her husband as possible'
morning, her face swollen with
tt r ’ t ‘^and her stricken heart heaving
-fee deepest sighs. At the hour of ad¬
journment for dinner the recess was
prolonged and the father and mother,
followed by a few sympathising
friends, accompanied the dead body
of their baby to the village cemetery
and saw it laid away, safe from the
sorrows and troubles incident to a
life here. Our heart never went out
iSNlgeper sympathy than to this wc-
fully afflicted mother and wife, and we
(
certainly hope that God will pity her
in her sorrow and that the world will
treat her most kindly .—Lancaster Re-
' view.
IFhen he is twenty-one the boy is
* said to have outgrown the switch, but
that's just the age when a girl begins
to need one.
TOCCOA NEWS
By Edw SCHAEFER- i
VOL. VIII.
Accidentally Innocent.
No lawyer likes going to court with
a thoroughly had case, yet how can
he help it sometimes 1
I should have more patience with
the question,‘Do you ever think it
right to defend a man whom you be¬
lieve to be guilty ? were it less fre¬
quently put by people who spend six
days in the week seeking to get the
upper hand of their neighbors, and
the seventh trying to circumvent their
Maker. To the honest inquirer I
commend the answer Dr. Johnson
once made to Boswell: ‘Sir, the
lawyer is not the judge.
Was it my place when George Gil¬
bert’s little careworn wife cable with
tears glistening in her eyes to beseech
me to do what I could for her impris¬
oned husband, virtually to turn my
back and leave her tired, troubled
heart to break or not as it might? I
was neither a priest nor a Levite to
find a ready excuse for passing by on
the other side. Yet what could I do?
George Gilbert had been sent on a
collecting tour and had gambjed
away money received for his ernploy-
ers. It was a plain case ot embezzle¬
ment, and the penalty was a term of
years in the State prison.
‘I am sure he never meant to be
dishonest ’ pleaded the loyal little
woman ; ‘he was tempted by a crafty
and designing man, but instead of
running away, as others would have
done, he came back and confessed
his fault, offering to let his whole sal¬
ary go toward making up the lost
money till every cent was paid. Mr.
Meek, the junior partner, was willing
to be merciful, but Mr. Mangle, the
head of the house, who had just
tun ed then after a year’s abs^isCc;
insisted-that the law should takedte
course.’ j
1 gave her what poor consolation
I could, for lawyers, like doctors, must
keep their patients’ courage up
times.
‘In the first place, I’ll sec Messrs,
Mangle & Meek, T said, Mr. Mangle
may be brought to hear reason, after
all—if he can only be made to see
his interest in it.’
Tli* pale, despondent face cheered
up a little- My words seemed to
have inspired a sort of undefined hope
that I was far from feeling.
Mr. Mangle received me with sto¬
ny politeness.
‘Young man,’ his manner said,
‘don’t waste time in appeals to senti¬
ment ; you won’t, if you’ll only look
at me.’
I took the hint and came at once
to business, repeated Gilbert’s offer
and put it as strongly as possible
that more was to be gained by le¬
niency than harshness—all of which
Mr. Mangle listened to with a con¬
scientious scowl.
‘I cannot be a party to a compoun¬
ding a felony,’ he answerd,
with a solemn intonation.
‘Nor have I asked you to,’ I re¬
plied, not a little nettled. ‘I have
merely mentioned a plan of paying
bach your own, leaving it to your gen¬
erosity to press or not to press this
prosecution.’
‘Oil, it is all the same,’ was the
contemptuous rejoinder—‘any body
but a lawyer with his head full of
quibs and quiblcts could sec that
Besides there is some-tiling rather
cool to retain your friend in onr em¬
ploy under pretence of working out
the money he has stolen, with the op¬
portunity of filching twice as much in
the meantime.’
I felt my temper rising, and m„
caring to imperil my client’s interest
by an outright quarrel, I took a hasty
leave.
Had I been in the prisoner’s place
on the morning fixed for the trial I
could hardly have ascended the court
house steps with more reluctance than
1 did. And when 1 entered the court
room and found Gilbert and his wife
already there,{and noted the hopeful
look with which the latter greeted my
Devoted to News, Politics. Agrii aturg and General Progress-
coming, I sickened at the thought of
the bitter disappointment coming.
‘The people vs. Gilbert,’ called
out the judge, after disposing of some
formal matters.
A jury was immediately impanelled
and the case'opened by the district
attorney.
Mr. Meek was the first witnees.
The nervous, hesitating manner in
which he gave his evidence would
have greatly damaged the effect if it
had not evidently arisen from a dis¬
position to do the prisoner as little
hurt as possible. But no softening
could break the terrible force of facts
he was compelled to relate.
In the partner's absence he had
employed George Gilbert as clerk;
had found him competent and trust¬
worthy ; had senthimona trip to
make collections ; after receiving n
considerable sum, he was induced by
a respectable looking gentleman,
with whom he had casually fallen
to join a social game of cards : at first
they played for amusement , then for
money, and after losing all his own,
in the hope of retrieving his loss,
with the fatal infatuation of that
dreadful vice whose end is destruc¬
tion, he had hazarded and lost the
last dollar he had in trust for his
employers.
Mr. Meek’s voice faltered as he
closed his narrative. He was about
to volunteer something to the prison¬
er's good character, when a disap¬
proving glance from Mr. Mangle
brought him to a halt.
Just then the prisoner chanced to
turn his head, and catching a glimpse
of the senior partner, who M j» t
entered, and was standing among
crowd, ho started ,*ckly. then
pered hurriedly in m j car. *
•Turn Abide your i<- ’ > whispere
ed-bwteiC. And the ca-e for the pros-
ecution being closed the justice in-
quired :
‘Have you any witness for the
defense?’
‘I will call Hezekiah Mangle,' I
replied.
A buzz of surprise greeted the an¬
nouncement, in the midst of which
Mr. Mangle stepped forward and was
sworn.
‘You have been absent for the past
year, Mr, Mangle ?’ I began.
‘I have.’
‘Traveling in foreign parts?’
‘Yes, sir.’
‘The prisoner was employed by
your partner in your absence, and
was arrested about the time of your
return ?’
‘Such was the case.’
‘Have you ever seen him?’
‘Not to my knowledge.'
•Or met him in your travels ?’
‘If he will turn his head this way I
can tell better.’
At my bidding Gilbert turned and
faced the witness.
The effect was electrical, Mr.
Mangle turned red and pale by turns.
‘One other question, Mr. Mangle
I resumed. ‘Do you recognize in
this prisoner a young man from whom
you won a thousand dollars at ‘poker’
while On your travels ?’ and* I named
the time and place at which the young
man had met with the misfortune.
Cowardice performed the office of
conscience, and the truth came out.
The firm’s money, which George Gil¬
bert had lost, had been won by the
senior partner; and the court instruc¬
ted the jury that, as the sum in ques¬
tion had actually been delivered to
one of the joint owners, who was
bound to account to his associate, the
prisoner could not be convicted.
‘God bless you Mr. Barker !’ falter¬
ed the happy little wife. ‘I knew you
woirid bring us out all right.’
It was evident the truthful wo¬
man's nature gave me all the credit
of the result in whose achievement
my share had been next to nothing.
The lesson was not lost on George
Gilbert. His first false step was the
last, and the richest fee / ever re¬
ceived was the heartfelt gratitude
his noble, faithful wife.
NOVEMBER 6, 1880.
A Valher Who Melted,
The of .'JTevening a citizen of De¬
troit beckoned to his 12 year old son
to iollov ibn to the woodshed, and
when had arrived there he be-
gan: ^
‘Now. < oifng man, you have been
fighting again! How many times
have I f >Id you that it is disgraceful
to fight f
‘Oh, 1' her, this wasn’t about mar¬
bles or , aing of the kind,’ replied
the boy.
t telp it. As a Christiaii
man cbildr itjf?my ‘V<> fear duty the to Lord. bring Take up my
off
your coat !’
‘He ud I was the son of a wire¬
puller.’
‘\\ lu ! what’s that ?’
‘Awfit rid yon was an offlee-hun-
ter
‘W1 vhat loafer dared make
. fl
,nafb *‘ ,,t *
didn’t say anything. Then he called
you'a hireling.’
‘Called me i .Hireling! Why, I’d
like to get my hands on him ?’ puffed
the old gent.
‘Yes, and he said you was a politi¬
cal Hck-spi le !’
'"■“LggA 6 gracious! but wouldn't];
like to have the training of that boy
for about five minutes !’ wheezed the
old manias he hopped around
‘I put up with that,’ continued the
boy. ‘.-up then lie said you laid your
pipes foi office and got left by a large
joritd, ! couldn’t stand that
h “ m d ^ “Y r * bc n .‘ ^ e!s cnco ”
' p ,ras 1 ' 1*
b,lt 1 CooM ” 1 s *“ 1 11
you abused by one of the
* f opposition!’
‘MyNv ?.’ said t-ba_ father*^
for ’ If a dollar with one hand
and wiped his eyes with the other,
•you m.v go out aud buy you two
pounds of candy. The Bible says it
is wrong to fight, but the Bible must
make allowance for political cam-
paigns and the vile slanders of the
other jfariy. I only brought you out
here to talk to you, and now you can
put on your coat and run along ’—
Detroit Free Press.
An Elopement.
A WEALTHY SOCIETY WOMAN, OF NEW
YOltK CITY, RUNS AWAY WITH
A ELDING SCHOOL
TEACHER.
FoT.-aquie time past the .aristocrat¬
ic neighborhood of Central Park has
been agog with excitement over
the elopement of a well-
known society woman with a riding
master attached to the Fifth Avenue
Riding Academy, No. 9 East Fifty-
eight street. The !ady in question is
Mrs. Jennie Ward, grand-daughter of
the late Admiral Degrasse, once
Commander of the French naval for¬
ces. Her friends say that she is
dashing in appearance, of medium
height, with bewitching eyes and jet
hlacA hair. It is presumed that she
is worth in her own right about $100-
000
The man with whom she eloped is
Frederick Keighley, who for nine
months prior to the 25th of August
taught the art of equestrianism in the
Fifth Avenue Riding Academy. He
is about 35 years of age, just one
year the senior of Mrs. Ward, meas¬
ures six feet in his stocking, and car¬
ries the map of England on his face,
He is described as being a perfect
Chesterfield in his manner and eon-
versation. For his services as riding
master, he was paid the munificent
salary of $65 per month, i; e lady
was a pupil ji equestrianism of
Keighleys, and he was observed to
pay more attention to her than to
any other of his female
scholars. 1 he guilty pair have sailed
for Knglaud, an 1 Ward Las begun
procce lings for a divorce.
-{ TERMS—
NO. 17
He Couldn't Cornu in,
A few days ago & gaunt, shabby,
genteel-looking tramp undertook to
saunter carelessly into the private
grounds of the Galveston Garten Vo-
rien when the man at the gate put in
his Veto sayilig:
‘You can’t come in here.’
‘Yes, 1 can ; just you step to one
side and watch me sail in. I could
get through a gate only half that
wide You don’t take me for David
Davis, do you ?’
‘You aint a member and'you can’t
in-'
‘Now my friend, 1 said the tramp,
persuasively, ‘you are an American
citizen, and so am I. I know you
are proud of our common country
and its historic associations to some
entent, ain’t you T
The man at the gate owned up
that he was guilty tor'So me extent, al-
though he was bothered about discov¬
ering t'hejrelevaney of the remark.
‘Suppose,’ said the tramp, ‘that I
wa3 to tell you as an American pa¬
triot that 1 am descended from the
great American patriot, Gen.
Benedict Arnold, wouldn’t you bog
me to come in for a little while, any¬
how, and sit down with you and talk
about Hancock and Garfield ?’
The janitor said he had read some¬
thing of Benedict Arnold; that he
mas a man every American should
teach his children to honor and re-
speet, but if Ben. himself were to try
to get into the garden, he (the janitor)
woul have to ask'for his ticket-
•But suppose I fold you I was a
member of the Sam Bass gang of stage
robbers—I see you look like a mili¬
tary man—wouldn’t you, out of re¬
gard for my military career, let me
ini”
He shoots Ids head.
‘ v ” ,t suppose that, besides, I was
* o1i e ,m I was a member of the
sixteenth Legislature, and moreover,
if 1WCT0 to register an oath to set up
^ ie ,10er ^ or ,,s wouldn’t you
come out here and push mein any-
bow ? Don’t you want me to come in
and tell you all about how the camp
fires are blazing in Indiana?'
The janitor said it would be all
right if the tramp was a member.
‘But you let Gen. Grant in here
when he was in Galveston, and ma le
him eat two plates of chowder and
a lot of oysters, and he wasn t a
member ?’
■Yes, but that was before he was
defeated at Chicago for the Presi¬
dency ’
•Well, I have not been defeated at
Chcago either, for that matter, and
I'll agree to stay twice as long, and
do without the chowder and the mu¬
sic.’
‘Can’t help it; you ean't come in,’
‘That’s all right. I don’t want to
come in. I am expecting my private
yacht here in tv few days, and was
strolling about seeing the sights.
I saw you at the gate, and knowing
the associttion would discharge you
if you let me pass without inviting
me in, I though I would give you a
chance to save yourself. I only want
you to understand if you are thrown
out of employment, and obliged to be¬
come a tramp, that I did what I
could to save you. Do you know
what parallel of latitude Galveston is
in?’
The janitor hunted around for a
board, aud the tramp sauntered off
toward th* gulf of Mexico.
A Chapter on Bald Heads.
A bald headed man is refined and
he always shows his s’ nil sure,
It has never been decided what caus-
es bald heads ; but most people think it
is lan d rough,
A good novel for ball heads to
read—‘The Lost Heir.’
What does a bald headed man say
to his comb ? Wo meet to part no
more,
Motto for a, ball head—Bare and
furb are.
However high a position a bald
headed man holds, he will never
comb-dowu in the w rid 1 .
The bald headed man never dyes.
A J vice* to bald header*—Join tiu-
Indians, wh* are only successful
hair-raisers.
What does every Laid headed rac it
put on his head ? His hat.
You never saw a bald headed twsu
with a low fore-head.
Shakespeare says : There is a di-
vinity that shapes our ends.
Bald men are the coldest headed
men in the world.
Some bald men have heirs,— Boston
Transcript.
Seme Leading ■
A young man who ’ookel as if he
had a heap of things on his mind, but
who struggled hard to anpear out¬
wardly calm, put a five dollar bill on
the desk of a Detroi: lawyer, recent
ly, and said:
‘I want to ask a few leading ques¬
tions ?’
‘Go ahead,’wag the reply, as the
money was quickly thrust out of
sight.
‘If I am engaged to a girl mhJ
back "on her, what can she do ?'
‘Sue you for breath of promise rj ‘
‘But if she goes back on me, what
can I do?'
‘Hunt up another.’
‘Urn! Suppose I have prese ’
her with a two-dollar fan, a pair of
bracelets, a'parasol and a ring.*
'Then she’s so much ahead,*
‘If I believe that her infatuation
for another is but a passing whim,
and I flourish a revolver and talk of
of suicide, what then ?’
‘Her father will probably pick you
up and drop you into the first mui-
puddle.’
‘Um ! Suppose Jhal presented her
mother with a twenty shilli g Um¬
brella ?’
•Then she’ll keep dry.’
‘And her brother with tn accor-
deon ?’
‘Then he’ll worry the neighbor*-’
‘Suppose, sir, I had for the sake of
making myself solid with the old
man, presented him with sixteen
dollars worth of watch d®g ?’
‘He’ll set him upon you if you
have any trouble.’
‘Uni! Have I no .-dre ¬
‘Yes, sir; go and » . t ho prairie
ranger who has stolenNi way your
girl’s affections.’
‘I’ll do it.’
‘Glad to hear it. I’ll defend your
ease for twenty dollars,’
‘Um I’
‘Um!*
‘Come to think of it, ha's a bigger
man than I am.*
‘Then let him lick yon, and 111
make it cost him $50.’
‘Um! I’ll think of it.'
‘Um ! Office hours from 8 a. in. to
6 p. m.
And the voting man troubled with
inward agitation took himself oat.—
Detroit Free Press.
The Cast of a Boy.
It will be a good thing for all boys,
and girls, too, to get some idea—in
real figures —of what their parents
do for them. The Rev. F. B. Fisk
gives a leeture on the cost of a boy.
He computes that at the agj of 16 a
good boy receiving the advantages of
city life will cost, counting com¬
pound interest on the amount invest¬
ed. not less than $5,000.
At 21 he will not cost any more
unless he goes to college, when be,
will cost nearly twice as much. A
bad boy costs about $10,000 at 21,
provided lie does not go to college,
If he does go. he costs as much more.
Mr. Fisk thinks that girls are near¬
ly as expensive as boys. The com¬
putation, however, comprises on¬
ly to pecuniary costs of raising a boy
The value of the mother’s tears and!
the father’s gray hairs arc beyond the
reach of figures to express. The
money side is by far the lesser of the
two.
A farmer’s wife, in speaking of the
smartness, aptness aud intelligence of
her son, a lad six years old, to a lady-
acquaintance, said : ‘He can read flu¬
ently iu any part of the Bible, repeat,
the whole catechism, an 1 weed onions
as well as his father.’ ‘Yes mother.'
added the young hopeful,‘and yester¬
day I licked Ned liawson, throwed
the cat into the well, an i stole o’. I
’’in‘k ev’s gimlet.’