Greenfield Evening Republican, Greenfield, Hancock County, 31 January 1895 — Page 4

'IF!'

If you worn sitting talking to ine there, Thcrc—in that chair If I were wait-In nf: your dear face—your face,

So passim fair,

Holding your liaiids 111 mine, my joy would ba A perfect tiling And my plad heart within my breast would

Thrill and lilt and King,

As some sad bird who thinks her nestlings Cone, flut ters and cries, Then finds them 'neath a hiding place of

Leaves, and sorrow dies

The while her clear song rises to the sky In iM.'st-aKuvs! —All tlio Year Round.

CHA llMED BY A WALTZ

Ho w:is the most interesting murderor 1 over met. Before the crime he was a private in my company and squad, and 9ven the captain thought him an excellent trooper. During his confinement in thepostguardliou.se, which lasted over a month, his actions were those of acute mania, so that the officer of the guard did not enter his cell, and the cook's police fed liini by means of a chute from above, about the base of which the food had now accumulated, for he would go for days at a time without eating.

Ho was restless as a hyena and paced his cell with a monotony of movement almost hypnotic to one watching him through the iron bars of his cage. When sergeant of the guard, I would lie on my bunk and look through the small iron latticed window in the center of the door that opened into the prison room and see him in his cell, where tho view of his legs and feet was cut off by tho lintel of the window.

All through tho sultry night the sentry on No. 1 could hear the sharp click of his steps on the concrete floor of his cell, beating regular accompaniment to the accented notes of a Mexican waltz. Before trial Davis, our surgeon, was ordered to examine tho prisoner's sanity, and I went with him. Ho was still pacing his cell and slowly humming "Sabre las Olas.

It was during this very waltz, played by the Mexican orchestra the night of the "baile, that ho had brutally butchered Corporal Jenkins with a bowio knife, so it. struck me as appropriate that this same air should now be a monomania in his madness and control his brain. As he paced his cell he was beating time to the swing of the waltz with a pencil by way of baton. Davis asked the officer of the guard to have the prisoner brought into tho general prison room, but tho latter replied that the man was raving mad, and that it was folly to think of letting him from liis cell or of sending men to enter it Davis then asked for tho key, quietly unlocked the cage and opened it. As he did so the prisoner wheeled in his promenade and sprang toward him. Davis stepped quickly aside and struck him a half blow behind the ear which felled him. Then we carried him into the general prison room, where Davis made examination, during which the prisoner wrenched for freedom with a nervous, weakening strength, as, assisted by a ile of the guard, I held him pinioned to the floor "The man seems insane, said Davis, speaking quietly to tho officcr of the guard. "Does any one know the exact hour and minuto at which the stabbing of Corporal Jenkins occurred?" "It was exactly 11 o'clock," replied the officer of the guard. "Sergeant Morrow stated in examination before the colonel that taps was sounding at tho post .lust as he entered tho danoeroom, and that at that moment tho stabbing occurred. "Were they playing 'Sabre las Olas' at the time'-'" Davis asked. I replied that Sergeant Morrow had told mo they were. 1 had mentioned to Morrow that Henderson raved constantly in this tune. "Ah, then," said Davis, speaking in a low tone to tho officer of tho guard, "then I understand his case. This is a very peculiar form of monomania. Tho waltz, the dominant sound during the act of murder, will rule his waking hours day and night, for it was then tho madness struck in and photographed it on tho brain. In this form of insanity the brain acts like the sensitive plate of a phonograph to receive tho ruling sound of the moment and will repeat it incessantly until the brain wears itself out. If the madness be complete, there will be but one break. That will occur at exactly 11 o'clock, when the prisoner will cease humming the waltz and reenact the tragedy. After a few moments the impression of the murder will pass away, when he will again resume the waltz."

I was impressed by the clear statement Davis made on what seemed tome a most difficult case. Lieutenant officer of the guard, was also struck by it, for he asked if he should send the prisoner into the hospital. "No," replied Davis. "Keep him confined in his cell and without being observed watch him closely about 11 o'clock for the completing symptoms. You can report to me at sick call in the morning. Then he replaced Henderson in his cell, who at once took up his musical pTomenada

I was detailed that night to watch him and did so from my bunk in the guardroom. I had cautioned tho trumpoter of tho guard to warn me quietly when ho loft the guardhouse to blow "taps." All through the evening I witnessed the samo monotonous movement and listened to tho samo monotonous waltz, chanted slowly as always before. At intervals I would rouso myself and stop outside the squadroom and stand in tho cool sally port to assure myself that I was awake and my vision unimpaired, so drowsy would I becomo under tho effort of strained attention. I must finally have fallon asleep, for tho trumpeter touched me on the shoulder and startled mo. I did not see him enter, but could have sworn I was still •lowing Henderson's movements in the eage.

I placed my faco against the latticed window, looking into his cage, which was still mechanically pacing. Then, 40 the first note of "taps" sounded, he qjbopped and reared as quickly as a stag

is startled when ho first hears a hostile shot that has struck wide and knows not whence it came. The waltz ceased, and in a moment I had all but seen the {•tabbing of Jenkins. Then, as always before, the waltz again.

In the morning I reported. It was clearly a case of acute madness, or no one who ever performed a tour of guard duty witii Henderson had ever seen madness, but to our astonishment and horror tho post surgeon thought otherwise and so officially reported.

The colonel was furious. He had mBpected the man. The man was mad. He called up Davis and informed him of these facts. Davis replied firmly, "The man is sane, colonel, and I so reported. "He's not sane," the commander retorted. "Why influence me to stir up a civil murder trial which disintegrates a command and disturbs discipline? He should be sent to an asylum.

Ten years ago Davis would have explained and at length why ho thought Henderson sane, but since these callow days he had once offered gratuitous information to a superior in command, so he said simply, "I'm not influencing you to anything, colonel, unless it is permitting you to do your duty by doing mine."

Davis spoke with the gentle firmness of one struggling to be respectful and showed the effect of severe staff training in duty untainted by the despotism of absolute command. The word "permitting" had been delicately chosen and passed below the colonel's guard. "That will do, doctor," said the colonel stiffly, his color rising, as Davis left tho office. Even after Arizona service has killed your respect for a man his opinions are still entitled to it, for they are the result of experiences that have cost the man. Yet my faith in Davis weakened. It takes more than five years' confidence in a human being to outweigh our own falliblo deductions even on subjects of which we are variously ignorant. The egotism of being rational is so pleasingly pleasant. Still the colonel sent Henderson to civil trial and bullied Davis in tho hopes that he would stop it.

The trial was held near the post, and many attended it. Before it proceeded to the arraignment the court summoned Davis for opinion. Again the samo reports he had made so confidently to the colonel. Every one was dissatisfied, and the court proceeded to trial. The colonel again called Davis up. "Davis," said he bluntly, "this has gone far enough. I was a witness in that man's trial today, and the man is mad, and tho court and every one knows it except you, who of all persons should know it. From the testimony tho jury must convict, which means the man shall be hung. I don't want a man of my regiment hung unless I'm convinced that he deserves it Now, stop your professional stubbornness and request some one in consultation before the verdict. Would you have a crazy man hung?" "The man's as sane as you are, colonel, and even granting he is not—which I don't—the class of insanity which he affects, if real, would be subsequent to the act, so he would be punishable whenever reason or a lucid interval reappeared. It would be only a little too kind to hang him now, that is all," replied tho surgeon.

So the trial concluded, and Henderson was sentenced to be hanged. On petition of the jury tho judge granted a stay of execution until medical experts could be summoned from San Francisco. Th ese, after consultation with Davis, I pronounced tho prisoner sane.

During the week before tho day set for his execution Henderson confessed his feigned insanity to mo while I was taking him some tobacco and said that ho felt kindly toward every one for his treatment in trial, except that post surgeon, who had played it on him that ho might hang. "If I only had my liberty long enough to kill Davis," ho said to me one day, "I'd die happy." He said that I had been good to him. I had fetched him some clean clothes and tobacco, and that he would reward me. Then he outlined how he had killed a Mexican miner near Las Cruces three years before, but that he had robbed him of but half his buried gold, and that he had intended to return for the balance and had never done so. Then he gave minute directions as to the place and exact locality and amount of the buried treasure "Henderson," I asked when he had finished, "are you still crazy, or are you only lying?" "Neither,"he said simply. "As I mount the scaffold I'll incline my head toward you, which is to affirm in the presence of eternity that I speak the truth."

After nay discharge I acually went from Deming up to Las Cruces and fol lowed the rascal's directions, but found no buried money, though old Perez had been murdered, as stated. Shortly afterward I met Dr. Davis and told him of my chase. He laughed pleasantly, and then I asked him, "Doctor, would you mind telling me how you could be so certain that Henderson was not really insane?" "Why, you should know that," ho Baid, with a slight twinklo. "You helped mo establish tho fact Do you recall that I gavo you a diagnosis of his case before his cell and had you placod on guard to observe tho completing symptoms?" "Yo% but he really Showed them." "So would you had you beon feigning insanity, as ho was doing, and overhoard mo and believed, as until now you evidently did boliovo, that I spoke the truth."

I now understand Henderson's extromo bittarnufls toward Davis, who had duped him into self conviction.—Philadelphia TiraoH.

Hurt Kin nraln.

"What has bocome of Chollio? haven't seen him for noarly a week." "Tho poor boy is laid up with brain rtrain. Ho undertook to devise a plan Whereby fox hunting could be carried on indoors."—Indianapolis Journal.

LIARS OF MANY KINDS

REV. MADISON C. PETERS HAS BUT ONE TERM FOR FALSEHOOD.

The Farmer Is a Liar When the Top Layer of a Barrel of Apples Is Better Than Those Beneath—Commercial, Mechanical,

Social ami Various Perverters of the Truth.

I hate and abhor lying.—Psalm cxix, MXi There is no sin against which the Bible protests more earnestly or more frequently than lying. If falsehood alsvays defeated itself, there would be no temptation to lie, but the fact is that lies often pay better than tho truth. Liars often get rich, while the man of truth hardly makes a living. Some people call lie* fictions, fabrications, subterfuges, evasions, stories, inventions, fables, deceptions, misrepresentations. call them lies. Among the many lies current let me mention a few:

First.—Agricultural lies. I used to think that nearly all farmers were honest. When tho top of a farmer's barrel of apples is an indication of what may be found all the way down to the bottom, when all bushel measures are the same size, and when all the milk is honest, you may look out for the millennium.

Second.—Commercial lies. Custom, however ancient and however widely recognized, can never justify a lie. Sixteen ounces for a pound, 36 inches for a yard and all goods as represented is what wo seldom get. I have heard men who boldly maintained that they could not afford to tell tlio truth that to tell the truth about their goods and about their business would be the highroad to ruin. During the Moody meetings in Boston a lady said to a storekeeper, "Is tlfis real English lace?" "It was previous to tho tabernacle moetings, but it isn't now. It is simply imitation. I believe that upright and down square dealing is the best policy in the long run. He who is honest for policy's sake is not honest

Third.—I notice mechanical lies. "Things are not what they seem," says tho poet. No I should not think they were. "Almost nothing that man makes now is what it seems. The genuineness of a man's conversion was recently well attested in a prayer moeting by his testimony that he knew that he was a Christian, "for now," he said, "I always paint the tops of the doors, and also by a houseservant who testified that she "now swept under the mats." One day when the subject under consideration in a prayer meeting was, "Tho Praotioal Effect of Religion In Daily Life, a man got up and said, "I can't say much about it, but I know that since I was converted I put better work into my shoes than I did before."

Fourth.—I notice lies social. There is a good deal of insincerity in society. Women greet each other with a kiss, with the nose turned upward at the same time. Women aro "out" when they are asleep or too lazy to dress. If you accustom your servants to lio foryou, don't be surprised if thoy lio on their own account. People talk about their silverware to everybody except the assessor On a small income they try to make people believe they aro rich— gaudy parlors and meager kitchens, smiles abroad, tears at home, an eternal war with want on the one hand and proud ambition on tho other.

Fifth.—Lies ecclesiastical. What jealousies among churches! How many lies aro told for running down other churches 1 Pity 'tis, but 'tis true, it is hard to get one church to tell the truth about another, especially if it happens to bo a prosperous church. The field is so large, and there is room for all. Tell tho truth, tell it to yourself, tell it about others, tell it to God. Herodotus tells us in tho first book of his history that from the ago of 5 years to tiiat of 20 tho ancient Persians instructed their children only in the three things—viz, to manage a horse, to shoot dexterously with a bow and to speak the truth, which show of how much importance they thought it to fix this virtuous habit on tho minds of youth. Every ono can enter into the delightful emotion with which Petrarch must have received the gratifying tribute when on his appearance as a witness and approaching the tribunal to take the accustomed oath he was informed that, such was the confidence of the court in his veracity, he would not be required to take any oath, his word was sufficient.

Parental Indulgence.

Absalom's father, David, spared the rod and spoiled the boy. How many such wrecks as Absalom lie stranded on the beach of timel They are shattered on the same rock—parental indulgenca Oh, parents, will you not forestall these unavailing lamentations, those moans of blasted hopes and broken hearts, that are darkening and burdening tho earth? Tell your children exactly what to do and then make them do it. "Correct thy son, and he shall give thee rest." "Chasten thy son while there is hope. Judicious, steadfast authority exalts tho parent and makes his love inestimable.

False Measures.

There is a great deal of stealing nowadays by short weights and measures. This sin is lamentably common. The sealer of weights and measures showed that in ono year, in ono of our large cities, noarly 7,000 weights and measures wore found incorrect. When all the measures get to bo the same size, you may look out for the millennium. Give some of our merchants the right to sell the Atlantic ocean by the quart, and they would cheat you in tho measurement.

Iiove la Not All.

Love is not all. It is quite possible to love one wholly unworthy of you. It does not follow that because two are uncomfortable apart thoy will bo happy together.-

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A False Charity.

Many people so divide the sermon out among the congregation that they keep none for themselves.

MADISON C. PETERS.

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