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I VOL. XVIII.
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Our Story Corner
SUNSHINE.
A TALE OF LOVE AND WAR.
By Montgomery U. Folsom
For the Constitution.
On tho topmost crest of a hill whoio bale la
bounded by fertile valleys and sparkling
(treams, standi a lordly oak, whoso sheltering
xrma.aro scarred and broken by the tempest of
many winters. Hoary with ago, this grand
old monarch of the forest bear. In its ragged
bosom the accrete of a hundred gcnoratli
* “^(taASVjJylHmea the land long-irtW
heel of tbo Spaniard wno ftwowtstf tho fortunes
of Do Soto’s mailed legions had pressed tho vir-
gin sod,
Here the battle scarred chieftain summoned
h!a wisomen nnd warriors to council, his
throne tho most-covered bank at tho foot of tho
great oak, his canopy its sheltering arms,
through the interlacing of which
bright stars peored curiously, and
tho maiden moon shot a silver arrow through
tho long dim allies of tho woodland hard by,
Could you but dJurct tho stern heart of that
old oak you might find tho tally marks of tho
bold joung warrior who boastfully marked the
number or enemies he hul slain by chipping
on the rough berk of tho council tree.
Oh! tho sights and rcenes that that old tree
bas witnessed! Scenes of joy and se mes of
angubb! The ecatacii s of love and tho h >rrnrs
of war. The twilight of barbarism and tho
Sunburst of civilization. How passing s .rangp
that inanimate though living creatures should
bold iu their policies and silent bosoms the
loreiaud the mystery of ages, whilo to miii,the
most intelligent, tbo t&lo of ’
but a legend and a tradition.
But to my story. The rails of glistening
Btcel bear heavily on tho turf that now on
Irclee the old oak, and it is duo to tho
agency of that embodiment of modorn pro*
gms, the railway engb e, that I had the pleas*
lire of an hour under tho quiet shade of that
great oak which has so out lived all its com*
peers, that It gluaaa name totbo country about
It ‘‘Bound Oak,” it is known on railway
guides and postal maps throughout tho lcDgth
and breadth of tbo Continent.
From the west of this ridge, gazing south*
ward, you ean see the outlines of tho hill
wfiero ancient 8unshine stood, a cottago in tho
wildcrnM* a shining light at the gato of the
sea that opens on the haven of overl&sting rest.
It is of Sunshine that my story is most con*
corned, and the rocky faced farmer of forty.
Who rat beside me at Round Oak tbat duy,shall
Roll tbo story here as he told it to me.
“Long before' I was bora,” said
be, “the hardy pioneers, more bonoitty
and fervenUr pious than their posterity, came
together and decided to build a church. It
was soon decided to build it on tho slops of
that hill, which was accessible to the entire
neighborhood,and they went into tho woods
and began fesblonlnz tho timbers with thoir
toil-worn hands, and by and by the work was
done.
"The name Wts'singnlarly appropriate, for
never was tbereaspot where the sunlight fell in
Biller splendor than that green slope a* I kuo w
It years ago.
“I was bom and bred in this community, ani
I wore my first pair of diminutive breeches on
a big daj when I toddled along by tho side of
my good old mother on my way to ‘big mootin’
at Sunshine.”
"My father was known as ‘Thorne, tho over
seer.’ Yee, he was only an overseer. He had
been a schoolmaster, but finding tho position
of ovciseerona*big plantation moro remuner
ative than tbat of autocrat of tbo schoolroom,
lie abandoned tha school and exchanged the
ilickr xy for the cowhide.
‘‘Mr. Moreland,a very aristocratic old planter
with the usual accompaniment of aquiline
noee and clean-shaven double chin, was the
great man of my childhood days, and a portion
of that awe and veneration clung to me when,
In the dawn ofay manhood, I begin to realize
that I loved bladaughtcr, Frances Moreland—
as Poe beautiftally puts it—
With a love that is more than love,
far more than tbo old affectionate regard I had
Jborae for my dear little playmate.
‘‘I can forgive the old man for.his bitter
ihatred of myself when I remember that she
was the only child he had, the one little ewe
lamb that he had nursed so tenderly from a
jfrfgile infancy to a blooming womanhood.
"The old bourn used to stand oat yonder,
you can are the old codar
l that grew near the piazza yet There is
*1 of earth to mark **"
he bad steadily grown crustier and more
childish.
*‘Ah 1 mo. Sweet was our wooing, for she
used to dress herself neet and trim, and walk
down tho shaded Une and there at tho turn
of the road where tho great hawthorn troo
still stands, I would join her. Then, as tho
sun sunk low in tho heavens, the ovorseer’s
son and tho planter’s daughter whispered their
vows of undying affection.
*‘Wo used to walk togothor to and from dear
old Sunshine, bat I always jolnod her at tho
hawthorne tree, nnd at tho hawthorno tree we
parted. None but the old servants knew, and
negro servants always took a delight In aiding
and abetting the wayward designs of lovor»,
particularly when on© oftheso lovers happened
to ho the petted daughter of the house.
All went well nntil Allan JolTroys camo
down from tho north to spend tho wiutor. At
a ball—a grand affair of somo sort—in Clinton,
this jtuvg gentleman met Frances Morel a ad,
and became ii.fatuatcd with her winsomo ways
and tituple beauty.
Instead of applying himself directly to tho
girl, he adroitly managed to got tho good will
of the old man. and ho was soon a favored vis
itor r.t tho boon stead.
How I hated that proud, white f«ca with tho
silken beard and tho cruel, haughty eyes! He
was every inch a gentleman, aud as ho redo
beside Frankie down tho road tjwanl Sun
shine. I thought that ho lookod oven moro fa
tally baudsomo iu the reflected light of her
6uuny presence. She did not lovo him, I
doubt if bbo liked him, bnt her father s will
was law, and sho bowed to it with an obedi
ence teat was faithful and truo.
Ono evening in curly spring wo mot bo
ncath tho buddfug boughs of the old hawthorn
tie© for tho last timo. It was then that 1 told
her how much I loved hor, and poured out tho
pent-up emotions of my soul in her artless ear.
And when I had ceased speaking a ray of sun
light fell on her brown hair, aud glorifiod hor
blushing faco where tho dawn of a now life
met and mingled with tho last beami of a dy
ing day.
It was just then that t heard a light stop at
my back, and turning caught tho baleful
glanco of tbo9o cruel ©yes, and with douched
teeth I muttered “Jt ffroya!”
It is useless to relate tho angry words that
followed. That whito fncod aristocrat—how
my soul rebelled when he said in his cutting
way:
“Yovr overseer's son scorns to carry with
him a gnat deal of presumption, Miss Moro
land. Hoes your father know of this?”
That was tho end of it. tiho was sont away
to a distant city to 6chool, and I was left to
mope about tho farm and dx ni best I could.
The old man Moreland ravod and throatonod
my father with dismissal uuloss I was repri
manded, and he, poor man, mado a virtue of
necessity, and 1 received tho reprimand that
so wounded his scnco of justico and right iu
having to deliver.
my rain In tha outlvo bUiinOS3 of life.
When the wild tempest of war cam* rolling
down upon these peaceful vales aud sun*
created hills I was an eager voluntoor. My
war rccoxd was that of many thousands. I
answered to the rpll call as Carroll Thorne,
private, for many months. But when the dark
days of the summer of sixty-four east thoir
shadows over tho mid-country, I was one of
General IveJHon’a men, nnd with him I marchod
eagerly forward in pursuit of Sconoman, the
nrkltts cavalry leader, whoso trail was so
breadiy marked with tho sai jko of burulug
houses nod wreck and devastation that it was
re t hard to follow.
Oil tho night boforo tbo most decisive battlo
I was v ith a company of scouts, aud our lino
oxteuded near tbo Marolund mansion, where
tho happy days of my childhood had boon
spent.
Hiddcu in a tanrlod plum
orchard, near tho end of tholauo, I was
watching a email bedy of tbo cuouiy as I lay
with gun iu hand ready for actiou. Tho stars
were thining aa brightly
‘As when.
That night when the love yet unspoken]
Leaped up to his Ups, and when low murmured
ibut a mound of earth to mark tho site of
each tall chimney, and all tho old fashioned
lowers--the chrysanthemums that those good
women called winter pinks—the blush roses,
nnd all the old-time surroundings, have dis-
fd, eave that old cedar, and there U a
scar on its trunk that was made by a
ball. They lived there all alone, the
and hie daughter, with the black
or companions. The old man was
Tciy ezcluMre, and since hit wife had died
Wnc pledged to be ever unbroken.’
llut my heart was heavy. I had been so
long away that I flattered mysolf I hid up
rooted the lovo that was so hopeless. There,
outlined against the sky, was tho old hawthorn
trio where wo had mot in happier days, and
beyond tho great houso loomed up in snllon
exclusiveness, too nrond to cast its shadow-
strong those of its humbler neighbors.
Suddenly I was conscious of tho approa<
voices. Then wo caroo up tho road like s
ows. conversing in low topes, aud I could juit
catch tbo sentence: T tell you,
tbo old Tt-b’s got a btnhcl
money, sn’ it’s a safe thing. But if wo wait
till tomorrow, and undertake to do it openly,
pome of ns may got shot, and everybody ’ll
know what we’ro up to.’
‘Nevertheless’—as that volco fell on my ear
Again I clenched my teeth and muttered Jell-
rcys’ bated namo. It was he. I strained my
cars to catch tho balanco of tho scntonco—wo
will attack tho place under some pretext, and
you help yourself to tho plunder. I only ask
as my part tho guardianship of tho girl. Sho
turned up her aristocratic southern nose at mo
at Greenbrier. I’ll sec Its ho repeats tho ex
periment now.’
Ob, how my heart beat! I thought they must
have have heard it thumping.|They passed on
and beratne a part of tbo ailent night. It was
eo easy to have shot him thore, bat no, I would
givo him a chance, oponly aud fairly. I recoil
ed at tho idea of crushing oven a serpent on
that consecrated ground.
I crept out of tho orchard and
started in search of my comrades. To my
surprise I found every post deserted. I was
tho only man left. Where was tho command?
Tbat was a question that it took me all night
to solve.
But at the dawn of day I was informol of
their whereabouts by a rattling d he Largo of
musketry' far away to tho right, near Han*
shine. Cautiously I picked my way, rav very
heart atlame with anxiety and conflicting
emotions. I had lctrued by the frag*
ment of conversation. that Frances Moreland
—my own Frankie—had not loved tho fellow,
ard every time I mentioned that hated namo
1 added a curse by way of emphasis. Ho was
goir g to rob and perhaps murder that defense-
Jisaold man, and then~ob, horrid thought!
Htd ho not uttered a tinier threat? I know
him too well by that cold white face
of Ha to hope for mercy.
When I reached the coanini It
as failing back and trying to execute a coun
ter movement, bat the scouts and guards were
at fault. They wire not familiar with tho
country, and the fight wai a sort of ‘fox and
gcoee’ game ia which the players showed equal
skill.
Hurriedly I informed tho officer in command
of the -couta of tho contemplated rebury, and
with a dozen men I was soon marching at a
double quick toward the Moreland plant ition.
Wo reached the littlo stream that tlowed
through the skirt of woodland, and htlted.
The sun was by this tune declining in the
western heavens, and we were feint and
athirst. Eagerly the men bent dowa to driak
of the dear, cool water; bat I drank not. I had
not tasted ford tbat day, and as the weary
boon dragged on I felt 1 should die of impv
Just as we started to
cautiously forward wo
etarlted by the discharge of a single gun, fob
lowed by a volley and shriek of a woman,
faint and afar, borno on the wings of tho sul
try air. Wo waited to hear no moro.
‘To tho rescue!’ I cried, aud away they
went, charging out of tho woods and up to
the house, and it was on fire!
Ere we got in reach of them tho band
ruffians were dying in fall retreat. I cannot
describe the pitiful scene that presented itself
whin I reached tho yard. There beneath that
old cedar tree the old man was lying at full
length, an old fashioned ride grasped in his
rigid right hand, and tho life blood ebbing from
half a dozen cruel wounds in his body. Bond
ing ovor him, and supporting his groy hood
was his dat
seemed too . . _ w
‘‘I want to forgivel”—tho pallid lips
were murmuring low, and aho bent still lower
to catch tlio last faint whispor—‘Carrol”
I heard tho namo for I was by her side,
his head fall buck. ‘Tell him,’ but tho last
words rattled in his throat, aud tlio proud old
inun was gono.
Tenderly, wo carried him into a negro cabin,
nnd we bad just composed his stiffening form
when tho walls of tho old houiottoad foil in
with a crash, aud at the same timo wu Hoard
the tramp of cavalry.
tho confederate troops, attracted by
the burning building, and with a glitter
her bln© eyrs I have never seen bofi
'ore, and
hii expression of determination oil hor pulo
faco, Fiancee Moreland went out to welcome
than. With littlo apparent emotion sho told
tho story. Hho hud shown no fcoliug, oxospt a
mere acknowledgement, when she recognized
mo.
“ They took us by surprise,’ sho s rid calmly,
almost indifferently. ‘Thoy know our coudi-
tion perfectly, Thoy tried to enter tho houso,
and my father barred tho way. Thoy laughod
at him, and advanced, when he raised tho gun
to bis dim aud almost sightless eyes and flrod.
Their leader was struck, and onrAgid thoy
find and killed him.’ Novcr a tremor in that
icy voico, which seemed congoalod with an
guish. ‘Lucky for mo that ho shot tho loader,
for 1 knew by tho evil look in hi3 whito faco
that robbery was not tho only object. It took
them bnt a fow minutes to plitndor tho houso,
nnd then, out of wanton fiendishness, thoy sot
it on flro. They saw there men cotniug and
fled, currying with them thoir wounded loads
That lender Is Allan Jeffreys. If you noed
guido I will conduct you, for I know ovory
nook ana cranny oftbeso hills and valloys, aud
my father shall bo avenged!’
"Oh, tbo was queenly then,In bor auger aud
grfof! Sho was queenlier still whoa mounted
cn a fiery horse she redo off at tho head of
tho column like tho goddess of war. By many
windings and turnings sho brought us, and I,
feeling do senso of fittiguo, thirst nor hunger,
kept close to hor and lived over again tho
^•Vur tliargovraMerri flo when, after march! ng
several hours la tho gray of tha moraine, wo
reached tho vantage ground, and camo down
like a thunderbolt. From tbo foot of this very
oak. Round otk, whoro tho throo roads moot,
to the spring at Wayside, beyond Sunshine, tho
battlo ebbed and llowod.
‘You know tho scquolftfor tho battlo of Snn<
sbiuo is a part of hhtory. Stoneman surren
dered, with tho oxesption of a regiment of
Kontuckians who flea in a body and fiaally
escaped.
“That n>orninf£I captured a prisoner. Tho
very man of all men whom I would hsvo pro-
death on bis cold, whito faco. It w<is Allan
J< iff * ys, and to my summons to surrender ho
simply replied: ‘I have dolivered my sword to
a superior officer, and I am spared tho humilia
tion of turrindcriag to an overseer’s son.’
‘Soho rememberedue. As ho finishodspoak-
...j ho closed his eyes and I could porcoivo the
ai-hcn pallor of death on his smooth, whito
brow. Suddenly ho opened his oyos, and with
a look of tenor be cried:
Lchvo mo! for God’s sake—’ and thou his
head fell forward and ho was dead. Turning,
I beheld the pulo features and glittoriug
of Frances Moreland. Sho had riddon i
tho field, and dismounting camo directly to
where tho proud-hearted captain was dying.
As our eyes met, I saw a chango pass ovor her
features, and sprang forward just in timo to
eavo her from falling. Sho had borno up
bravely until sho saw this man, tho murdoror
of her father, and her persecutor a corpso at
her feet, aud then her womanhood assorted
itself.
By tho help of a com rad o I carried her to tho
old church, nnd there I sat by hor and sooth-
rd her, whilo sho gave way to tho griof that
had hitherto nerved hor hoart to lead tho
army to victory.
“Tho victors and vanquished marchod on to
Macon, hut I obtained lcavo of absonco, and
there, in front of that old rough pulpit, wo
were married tbreo days after. Then I took
her to my mother’s houso and left her,
while I returned to my commtnd. When
Sherman came ho burnod tho
dear old chnrch and It was novor rebuilt, but
tho ground where it stood is holy ground to
many hearts besides our own. Wo livo in that
hcuEe up yonder now, and a pleasant homo it
is. We aro outgrowing tho romance of youth,
and eons and daughters aro coming up in our
places, nnd they are taught to hold in doop
veneration tho ground on which their grand
fathers Thorno and Moreland Ho buried, tho
holy road of Ancient Sunshine.”
The Planets In April.
Abridged from Providence Journal.
Jupiter is morning star until tho 21st, and
after that time evening star.
Venus Is evening star. Hhe is ro lovely an object
In the glowing western twilight that It seems
almost like an Injustice to give her the second
place on the Apiil record.
.^atain Is evening star.
Mercury 1* morning star throughout the month.
On the 17th this swift traveler among tlio stars
readies his greatest western elongation.
Mars i* evening sturiuutil the ‘Jftb, and then
beomes morning star.
Uranus is evening star.
Neptune is the evening star.
The April moon fulls on tho 8th 0 hour 3'j min
utes a. m. It is the (most Important moon of ail
the year, for it lx the first full moon after the ver
nal equinox, aud;deU*rmiues when Easter shall
fall. Faster Sunday in turn Is the pivot on which
hang all the movable feasts and fasts of the church
Cur satellite, even U she be a dead world, exer
cises in this way a powerful Influence on human
* flair:.
A Neighborly Hoy.
Prom the Detroit Free Press.
Ue was a bright, talkativo boy of eight or
rice, and he rang the door bell of a house on Brush
street the other day and asked to see tho lady of the
Lccte. He was admitted, and when she came into
the parlor be raid :
• I belong to the family who Jn«t moved In next
dcor.”
“Yes.”
• we want to be neighborly. Are you coming to
call on ma?"
-W hy—why, child, I don’t know.”
“You'd better come. Thao she ean come over to
ice you. :-he's a great woman to talk, and •be’ll
show yon the place where she had a felon on hot
h«r.d. You want to bo neighborly, don’t your’
“I—I suppew
“Well, then. I’ll borrow a hnnk of bntter, amt
yon come over and borrow *ur clothe*-bars, ami
we’ll »oon he trqualrtted. We ain’t a btt stark tip,
evr'n if we barege* a mantel ia the parlor. Weu,
goodbj;:
The Thirteenth Juror.
BY WALLACE I*. BEED.
For tho Constitution.
Tho trir.1 was ovor at last, and wo wore duly
locked np in tho jury room to mako up our
verdict.
For days and days tho case had dragged
along. Jt had takon a long timo to oxamino
tho numerous witnesses. Thou tho lawyors
had to be heard, aud finally his honor had de
livered a chargo of extraordinary longth and
proffmdity,
I felt relievod wlion I ontcrod tho juryroom
with my cloven companions. Surely wo could
come to % decision in a few minutes.
To my mind evorything was porfectly cloar.
Tho defendant, Max Stoinway, was guilty
murder. True, no human eyo had soon him
commit tho crime, but tho circumstantial ovl-
donco was dead against him.
I formed an nnfavoiablo opinion of Stoinway
frem the first. H© was a foreigner, a little past
middle age, strikingly handmmo, but with
sinister gleam in his cold gray eyos. Our plain
country people did not like Ills ways. Ho novor
mingled with hia neighbors, and thore was a
haughty, ropcllnnt air about him that olTundod
sUangara and all aiifto.
Wo rr.ibrr moated tho coming of this man
into our old-fashioned community, where ono
man wr •. regarded as tho equal of any other
mnti, aud where great stress was laid upon
neighborly virtues. But wo could not help
curedvos. We could not oven mako life pleas
ant for poor Mrs Stcinway, and wo foil sure
that the unfortunate lady needed tho sympa
thy and society of the outsido world.
Mrs. Stein way whs palo and thin enough
when sho moved into tho gloomy old
which her hustand had purchased, but i
months parsed on she grow still palor aud thin
ner. Sbo never smiled, and it was easy to soo
that she stood iu deadly fear of her proud.stora
master.
Tho Stein ways continued to livo in thoir
solitary way. Tho villago was onlyatniio
from their place, but tboy did not visit it moro
than three or four times a year. Ofcourso
proplo talked abont them. Wo wondored who
they were, where thoy camo from, aud what
‘ i-y were doing among us. It leaked out thaf
dnwaV was a littlo cranky on various scion
tific subjects. He spent most of his time study
ing chemistry and olcctricity. When we hoard
this we gave him up. Scienoe and book lcnrn*
irg were rather below par in our bailiwick,
and we bad a wholesome dread of crank*.
The murder did not surprise pooplo. It
erned natural that something horrible should
seemed .
err nr at the fitelnway cottage*
Jeff GilmRr and Lfge Peake
caught the mur
derer in the very act, although, aa I satd be
fore, nobed;
twlilrlljjiiflJMiM thoy wsnmtainxallUl.
rummer 'nouao arrangement Tn. Stoinway’*
aid they board a woman’s cry for holn. Thoy
leaped over the fenco, and rushed to tho sp it,
but thoy were too late. Mrs. Stein way’s flood
tho ground, and horhus
his feet with a bloody dag-
gor in his ha«d!
This made a powerful impression on tho
trial. The servants sworo'that tho dagger be
longed to Stoinway, and iu fact it boro his
name on tho handle. They swore, too, that
the husband and wifo lived uuhappUy, and
that Bteinway had frcquoutly threatened hii
wife. Against all this there was nothin* but
tbo prisoner’s statement. Ho denied tho al
leged Hi treatmont of his wifo, but said that
sbo had shown symptoms of mental dcrango
ment for somo time, and ho had boon compell
ed to watch hor closely and restrain bor move
ment*. On tho evening of tbo tragedy, ho said
that ho htaid tho cry iu tho summerhouse,
llo lit w there, and to his horror found his
wife dead with a dagger plunged to tho hilt
iu hrr breast. It was whilo ho was drawing
the wo*pirn from tho wound that Gilmer and
Brake had < omu upon hia*.
Nucb, in substance, was tho story told in tho
romtroom, and this wan what wo twelvo mon
wore locked up to decido upon.
It was after dark when wo entered upon our
deliberations. Wo had no candloa aud thoy
wore not needed. Through two windows tho
moonlight strwmrd into the room, making Jt
i:r bright as day, except in the corners aud
mound tho edges.
“lie is guilty of murder,” spoke up ono of
tho jurorh in a brbk, aggitsslvo way. ‘‘There
can b© no doubt of It.”
'(YrtrtJnJy,” *aid another.
’Of courno,” I chimed in.
Why did wo leave the box at all'/” asked
tho man next to me. “Our minds wore made
up when we heard the evidcnco.”
This wu a tolling lick. Conntry jurora bat©
. j admit that tho speechos of tho lavryorn and
tho judge’s charge aid them in arriving at a
conclusion.
A general ©horns of volcos exproasod tho
it positive belief in the prisoner's guilt.
Well,” remarked tho foreman, ‘‘as It Is
unanimous, I'll Just knock on tho door and
have the court notified that wo havo agreed
upon our verdict. No fun In staying horo all
* jght, yon know.”
• You are too fast”’ said a juror !n on© of the
shadowed corners. “The ovidotice is very far
from convincing mo that Stoinway is gailty.
It only points that way, bnt it loaves a rc ison-
abb* doubt, and ft is our duty to discuss all the
stimony calmly and fairly.”
“I beg your jrnrdon,” replied the foreman
disappointedly, “I thought wo had heard from
everybody and that we were all of tho tamo
mind. We are ready to hear you.”
Again the voice from the shadow apoko out.
Lotus put away our prejudice,” said the
speaker.” “It must be admitted that deep
down In onr heart* wo have cherished an
unfriendly feeling toward this man. He Is a
foreigner. Ho is selfish and proud. Ho dis
likes us, and so wo dislike him. Now, that ho
is in trouble we fool disposed to believe t^cry-
thing that is against him, and nothing that ho
savs for hfmielf. It fit rntorel. but is it right?”
I took tho floor and protested against such re
flections upon our integrity and intelligence.
Several others followed mo on tho same lino.
IU! ha!” laughed the juror in tho shadow
root),but could not see the obstinate juror dis*
tivctly enough to make him out. Ilewasstsnd-
ding with two or three others. Ours was a
new county, formed out of four other coun
ties, and several of tho jurors wore strangers
to each other nnd to tho majority. This mau
who defended tho prisouor so stoutly was
evidently ono of tho strange jurors.
“Come,” said tho foreman, “wo’lltakoup
this matter point by point”
Then for three hours there was a battle of
tongues.
The juror who had first spoken for tho
prisoner met ovory quostlon with a ready an
swer. As ho spoko we gradually relapsed Into
ti'.etico. Iu simple but cloqnent word! ho
drew a picture of tho sensitivo, studious for
eigner who had sought seclusion In order to
carefully watch over his unfortunate wife. He
t-kowed us how reasonable it was to sapposft
that the poor woman in ono of her demented
paroxysms had wandered ont of the house and
had stabbed hersolf to tho heart, giving a do*
►pairing agonized cry aa sho realized what sho
ln.d dono. What haa boon the attitude of tho
jury towards tho grief-stricken husband whoso
Ufo was at stake? Only tho worst had boon
believed of him. No explanation that would
havo been urgod in behalf of ouo of onrnoigh*
hors and friends had been suggested in his
favor.
One by ono wo yielded tothsmagnotlc jnror,
and wondered in a shamo-faced way at our
willingness a short timo boforo to beliovo in
tlio defendant's guilt.
It was midnight when wo reached a verdict of
not guilty. Fortunately, as It was the last night
r.f the tcrip, tho court had romainod In session
bearing motions, and was ready to receivo onr
verdict.
Just as wo started to (Ho out of tho jnry
room, old John Jcukius seized mo by the arm
and whispered:
‘Thar’s thirteen jurors here!”
"Nonsense,” I ropliod.
‘But it’s tho truth. Twelve of us camo In
and wero locked up, and now thar's thirteen.”
“Hurii!” I said. I was nettled at the old
fool's talk, nnd wantod to get through with
tho bUbiiiC8S.
Tbo verdict surprised tho judge and the bar,
hut Bteinway seemed to havo anticipated It.
ITo shook bonds all around, and I could not
Mp noticing his sinister smile and wicked
eyes.
‘ Wo have made a great mhtako,”I mat
tered to mysolf, and a Iook©t tho other jurors
showed that they wore or* the samo way of
thinking.
As the discharged jurors went to the rear
of the courthouse for their horses, for wo were
all impatient to get homo, John Jonkins camd
to me again.
“You shut me np so, and I got so bothered
that wo didn’t report that thirteenth juror.”
“Only twelve went Into tho courtroom,” I
lapped. v
“That’s so, bnt thar wu thirteen In the jury
room.” A
‘•I’ll settle this,”- I said. “Here aro the
| wtlre hit* We'll mo »h»ttli«y Ju.ow»bo'it
I told thorn of Jenkins’s discovery, and all
laughed heartily.
‘‘Who mado ns that good talk for fltetn-
wajV” asked Jenkins, “Who Jsd off In the
burines*? Hid you?” and ho touched ono of
the party
A negative reply wu glvon, and one after
another we all atatrd that wo had no hand or
wrt in the work of defending Hteln way in tho
nry room. Wo bad boon converted by the
Juror iu tho shadow.
“Then, that roan who is not here among the
twelve,” said old Jenkins, “was the thirteenth
A HAUNTED HOUSE.
“Patty Cannon’*” Crlmsa-A Black Eyed ScohaatrcM
Who Lured Men to Deetb-Tlie Home Where
Ber Fool Deeds Were Done—ABcaaooe
of One Hundred Yean Ago,
ul”
o looked at each other utterly dumb*
fonnded.
•Jty George!” shouted a rough farmer, "old
man Jenkins is right. Tho man that did the
talking in the Jury room ain’t here!”
An awed silence followed. It wu not a
ilcasaut mystery to think of at midnight,
low could it l»o explained?
It never was explained. Wo all knew that
somo deviltry was at work among us that
night, but wo never got to tho bottom of it.
•steinway’s disappearance immediately after
tlio trial did not make the matter any plainer
to us, but wo wore glad to got rid of him.
IlKDItANK AT STKIUUTT**.
‘Don’t deccivoyonrsolves. Imagine ono of us—
w*rr foreman, for Instance—In tbo prisoner's
place, and you would acquit him at once.”
It was a center shot, and it demoralized us.
-Well, yw,” I anawrered; “bocause if he told
tbat he had found his wifo dead, and had
drawn the dagger from hor body, and explained
tho alleged ill-treatment, a story supported
cnly by the testimony of ignorant negro sor*
vantt, by saving tbat ho bad to restrain her oa
Recount of her mental condition, I should* be
lieve him. became I havo always known him
ho truthful and kind hearted.”
flood!” exclaimed tho man who was arguing
with ns. “Well, my friend, nothing whatever
known of the character of this ram Kteln-
way. You are to preaomo that he ii a goo l
itizen, truthful, humane and all that sort of
thing. You must believe three things until
the contrary appe»rs. You have no right to
think that limply because be shots himself op
with hhi scientific books, and shows no interest
in yon, that he is bad at heart, and capable of
murdoing hie wife.” . . _
r “H»Df It: Who Js that fellow, anyhow?”
asked my neighbor, In an Irritated tone.
looked into the shadowed part of the
From M) Exchange,
Many year* ago when tho state of Goorgia
wss In IU infancy, one of tho circuit Judge* was
Belt Brown. He was a msn of ability and integ
rity, but like a guod many lUatlngulshod persons ol
the dsy be loved a social kIhsn, and whenever the
mt mlcrs of the bar would turu In and help, bo
sometimes drank to oxcces. on ono occasion while
trawling on eltcuil, be reached tho villago of Day-
on, In Dooly county, where the court was to ho
•pened the next day, and look quarters with rela*
Ivcsofliis wifo, tbat lady accompanying him.
A fur supper Judge llrown strolled over to the only
tavern In tbo placo, kept by ono Hterrltt, where ho
met a number ol his legal friends. A convivial
meeting had pasted; drinks froquontly wont
und, and *omowbcre about midnight tho honor*
do Pela was in a date or ulml quito the reverse
that Implied by tho raw, “Sober as a Judge.”
When bo war leaving for homo ono or tbs young
lawyers, In u spirit of rnlxcblef, slyly psssod somo
rpoonk fron the ttimblors into the Judge’s pocket.
(ui drcMlng himself next morning, the eccentric
official, putting his hand into his pocket, was
greatly perplexed In dikcoverlng tbreo or four sil
ver spoons.
My God, Polly,” *ald ho to his wife, “Jnst look
look here! I bo!love I’ve stolen some of Btsrrltt’s
rpeons!”
“Let’s rco them,” said his wifo. “Yes, sure
enough, hero's the veritable initial*' Pray, how
did you happen to have them in your pocket?”
J think I must have boon drunk when I came
home- wasn’t I?” inquired the Jndge.
Yc»,” replied the devoted Polly. “You know
yourpild^iablt when you get among those lawyers!”
“Certainly, 1 ran understand easily enough how
all ramc about. That fellow Bterritt keeps the
meanest whisky In the stato, but I novcr supposed
thst to drink It would mako a man stoat.”
The spoons wero duly returned to the landlord,
and the judge went aud openedo curt thinking no
more of the matter.
He vers 1 days ©lapsed, and the buslnes* of tho
court was drawing to a ©lore, when ono morning a
roi j li looking customer waa arraigned before his
1-ororfor larceny. He plead gnllty, but said In
millsntlrn thst he was drunk at the timo he com-
minted the offense.
“What In the nature of the ©barge against that
rr.sr.?” inquired Judge llrown.
■‘. tc alltig money from the till at Sterritt’s tav
ern." replied the clerk.
"Yes, your honor, I wassojoily drank that things
Dot id like they were dancing double shuflles, and
v. 11 n I went out doors the ground kept owning up
ar.d Mltlrgmcon the head.”
•Hint will «o.” repiled tho Judge. “But tell
m«-. did you get all the liquor you drankaiBier*
‘ l.vf ry drepof It your honor.”
“And to vhu got tipsy on hfci whisky and stole
hi* money’.
''That's it exactly; didn't know what I wss
Turning to the prosecuting attorney, the worthy
The moei-grown coof speaks of age and de
cay, and as tho winds sigh and moan around
its dilapidated gables they seem to whisper of
robberies and murders and every deed of dark-
nc«>. It makes ono shudder tn goa upon It
andaahe hurries by thmogqm over him an
Imsistable Impulse to M||RMk and reassure
himself that he is not followed by tho spirit of
evil which seems to brood over all
Its environment*. He fancies
sn he speeds along that ho hears the shrieks of
those who have perished within its lonely
walls, and fears all the while that somo dire
and>wfhl form may stalk forth from its hiding-
place andllay its dread hand upon him ere ho
can hurry away from this play ground of un
quiet spirits. This honso, now moro than a
century old, Is pointed ont as having boon the
dwelling placo of a cruel and bloodthirsty wo
man, known as
•ATTY CAN
rom Canada, i
homo there, togothor with ncr mother and
sisters, but with those we havo no concern.
1’osectscd of rather a coarse Rtylo of beauty,
with brilliant black eyes, hair as blaok aa
the raven’s wing, and checks liko red rosea
In Juno, but with harsh and masettiino voice
aud tinfeminine manner, sho played tho role
of a princess, thinking no doubt that by this
means she would bring to hor foot somo gal
lant knight, whoso groat wealth might
minister to her consuming desire to dress ox-
tTavsgantiv, and lead a life of easo and luxury.
Her cupidity in this respect was not gratiflod,
however, for, failing to realize tbo droam of
bir Imagination, sho finally married a very
common-pbu-o admirer, and thus became
tho notorious “ Patty Cannon ” of this story.
This marriago having failed to give hor the
wealth she coveted, she fell upon another
dan—a cruel and romorioleas cno—to aohiova
-ho objoefc of bor dealree, and many are tha
storics-Rtill told in that locality of her snarsa
and machinations to entrap into her power tho
ignorant and unsuspecting blacks from far and
ucar, that she might make merchandise of
them and live In luxury upon the price of their
liberty. ,
Those of her cantivcs that could notba
profitably disposed or were
BOASTED A LIVO,
and thore who stood in tho way of hor plans
were rut hi or sly murdered.
other valuables and bary their bodies iu
tho vaults of the cellar underlying her
dwelling,
Uniuspfcling travelers asking sholtor for
tho night, unconscious of danger, were mur
dered in their beds, and oven tno blood-stain#
and©
, I think, demanding the
. mi. AiwHyi
lemenc. of Ui.
.in* a
nrille pro.. Thai liquor of BterrUt'l, I ha., mm)
to know. I, meat, eitou.h to make ft mftt do auT-
tuo. dirty. I',ot drunk on It myaelf th. oilier
ol.ht fttid Htolft all M'.pooai. If HterrUt will Mil
.orb ftfcoaiin.M. .turftm ou,bt Dot to b«r. th.
prntMdlnn et .hi, matt. Yon imy releu* tbo
ptltoBCf, Hr, Sheriff,
upon (bo floor* of tbo building .till lioir wit*
non of bor crime,.
Tbo hou.o ,1111 ,t*ud, u it wft, built, pftrtly
In Ifoiylftnd and Partly In IMairaro, and
there aro about tlio varlou, apartment, to
thl, day m,ny trace, of ita former occupant,
thonpli recently It ba, nndorgono alterations
and par ltd into oilier hand,.
The exact crowing placo of tlio atroam which
•ho forded in going on hor expedition, I, (till
remembered and pointed out to all cutioux In.
quints.
But bow, for n> long, wu thl,
qUSSR or I.AIIKNXKH
ensblod to continno ber reign of terror? Wss
there no svonglng Neinoals to palsy bor onmn-
[ mined band at
ong dolaied?
1 he foie tic n Is essy. To tbo Ignorant sbo
wss not a woman endowed with tha ordinary
human attribute,; ,bu waa a spirit of evil,
whom mo.omcot, were uncontrolled by any
limitation! of tlma ordlatanco. Tbo more In*
lielleYed boro to be In lcaguo with a
thugs, who .xocuted bor fiendish de
cree, end shared tbo ipoll, of bor bloody wor-
fare. Tbo band of Justico bnew not whoro to
■trlho, till, emboldened by lifelong ,ncceM0S,
Hie took no pain, to ooncoal bor rlllalnloa, but
rolled solely upon tbo chan coo of eocape wblo
the peculiar location of bor dwelling afforded
When proccM for her arreet wu Itaned In
ono etata ebo sought refuge in tho other, thus
laneglng for a timo to thwart all efforts to
ipturo nor. But tbo end drew nasr. Tbo
whole community wu bent upon bor doatroo-
tlon, sod tbera wu no longer a aingie chauco
of eicapc. Hhe wu at lut bunted down end
placet in oloeo confinement to await trial for
tbo mony outrage! which bad gono so long
unpiinUncd. Uereiho did not long remain.
To her
niATii nv iisb owir hand
wao far more to bo deaired than a trial certain
to mult In conviction. Fearing that Justloe
might ono day overtake hor Is ber career of
guilt, it wu ber habit to carry about hor por*
son a vial containing polaon. From this aha
took the fatal draught which endol ber
wretched existence.
But evan thia wu not aofllclent to dissipate
the fean of many dwellen In tbat secluded
neighborhood. In ell inch places, a century
ago, gheatst wltcbu and hobgoblins wero
dreaded realities. It wss vain to porsnadn
B ' folks tbat “Fatty’’ wu no morse
wu stIU oils taut, and this set of
tlon wu only ous of hsr old trieks
to bailie tbs sffoite of these who sought to
bold bor in chains. Her power to do sril wss
in no way lsaesncd, and ber reappearance
about bar old haunts wu something to be daily
looked tor. Thu for long yean bor name re
mained a spell of power end of might, and
mother, well understood that a hint or Fatty's
retnrn would strike terror Into tho hearts of
children, and In a twinkling bring tha moat
refractory urchin to hie eonoes.
MABINB DISASTERS.
Post Towmceo, B. I., April 7.—Tho hark
Eldorado, Captain Humphreys, coal lad an,
from this port to Ban Francisco, foundered off
Cope Flattery on April 1st, lost, daring s hsavy
gob. Tho schooner Fenny Dotard, which hu
jut arrived, named two of her scams a; also
tha bodfas of two others, which she brought
hen. The schooner found the mon luhed to
the roof of the after house. Captain Humph-
rays wu killed by a heavy soa wuhing him
agalut the hotuu jnst before tho bark want
down. All hande on board tha bark, except
the two sal lore, who were saved by tho Fanny
Dotard, wero no donbt lost.
The schooner Champion, belonging to tho
Neah Bay Indiana, hu boon wrecked out of
Net tont. end one of tho crow wu drowned.
Bt. Jobks, N. F., April 7.—Tho barkentina
Baton, (Tom thte port for Barbados, struck aa
Icabarg off Capo ilooylo recently, a ad sank half
an hour later. The dlsuter occurred at mid
day. In tha collision the Teasel's bow wsv
smashed In and aha lUad rapidly. Ti,e crow
of eight mon, including tho captain, took to a
large boot, which capalswl, aod the nntr.
Howard sad two sailors were diewnod,
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