Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 8, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 19 August 1882 — Page 6

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

DEATH.

BY JAMES H. HOADLEY.

Death is not ceasing Ever to be. Death is not sleeping

Eternally.

To die Is beginning Ileal I to be, Frwd from all winning

Immortally.

Tin passing from darkness Into the light: Jut putting o(f weakness,

Putting on might. —t Independent.

A Til ill.

Time to me tni« truth hath taught, 71k* truth that'* worth revealing More ofleud from what of thought

Than from any want of feeiing.—LEx.^

A Hauled Mealer.

Susan Coolidge, In Harper's Bazar. After days of fog, a perfect morning had dawned at last for Bar Harbor. As the light first faintly stirred, then quivered into fullness in the east, earth and sky and

sea

shone with that magical

brilliance which, in coaat regions, follows an eclipse of mist. The islands in the bay raised their clear forms out of the intense blue water. Beyond, the tiouldsborough Hills shimmered in soft outlines. Close at hand, like a boat built and decked by fairies, lay a yacht, arrived since the night before, her slender masts and spars hung with strings of manv-colore* 1 fluttering liags, outlined against the deep green of the Bar Island dill'. Even the prosaic village, with its thickly windowed barracks and uncompromising white-painted hotels, took a certain charm from the charmed light, and the air, mingling the perfume ot the sen with that of numberless wild roses, seemed to breath from paradise.

Robert Arnold stood in the doorway of Rodick'a Hotol, taking in the scene. Nothing but fog hail been visible the night before, and all was new and inter* osting. His eves dwelt with delight on tho plumy islands, tho illuminated vacht, the exquisite blues and ocean greens, and noted with amazement and curiosity the singularities of Bar Harbor architecture. Fresh from a long courso of study in Swiss seminaries and Gerinan mining schools, America to him •was le*s tho land of his birth than a problem to be investigated.

America and Americans. He had been at home too short a time to feel familiar •with either, and his shy, studious habits and lack of familiarity with socioty were a barrier to easy acquaintance. Ho lingered now, watching with a veiled inter-

Wit

the crowd descending to breakfast. I'M pas and mammas, with their broods of lively, noisy children college students, "brown with tan and muscular •with oar practice girls innumerable, in nil styles' of blonde and brnuette, but all pretty, as it seemed to him, niarvelously pretny, and wonderfully well-dressed, with ease of maimer and aplomb such as no other girLs of his limited experience had ever possessed. There was a dilli«nilty in this universal prettiness. Like a leein a wilderness of tlowers, his eyes hovered over tho broad field of beauty, Bated by possibility, and puzzled where to alight, whilogay good-mornings were exchanged, and an incresing clutter from thedining-ruom beyond showed that tho morning tnoal was well undor way.

A rattling sound attracted his attention. and looking out, lie beheld a most OMtoui'-dmig carriage drawing up at the ibor of the hotol. It was simply a broad Y?ri*Hc pUiik, swung Ietween four wheels, tilted with a couple of seat*, and drawn ny a rough, small horso—u"buck1 wtrd," in shoit, familiar enough to

New Ivigliu 1 eyes, but a moat remit table vehiclo to those of Robert Arnold, who had never before w?mi anything like it in any quarter of the glote.

Its omtpant, besides the boy who drove It,

WHS

a young lady in a careless

wrap or shawl, and a hat tied on "anyhow" over a thick knot of auburnchestnut hair, who descended without a word, and Moated past him without a glance, but whose lace and air prodinvd a sudden excitement in the breast of our voting metallurgist.

Who was that?" he demanded of the hotel clerk, a true son of the soil, availing himself of a brief leisure, hail come out to snutV the morning gale. "That?—who? Oh. kr\ She's one of them hauled ntealers." "One of—what did yon say?'' "Mealers—hauled inealers." "What under heaven i« a hauled meal«»r?" demanded Hubert, completely mystified.

The clerk surveyed him with a contempt but slightly tinged with pity.' "Whv, where were you brought up?" he said! "Hain't you'never heard before *f a moaler? Mealers sleep out, and come in for meals. When they're hauled in luckloards like that one, they're hauled mwUers. See? Guess you ain't oue of «»uroot»ntrv people." "Yes, I am. I was born one, at least but iiV tirtcen years since I've been in the I'niteJ States, and 1 never came to Moutu Oewrt before, and never heard of a mealcr. Ik) you know this lady's name?" "Well, bnt it's kind of slipped my memory for the moment. Mustv— Mustard JJusgrove. That's it—Miss Musgrove. She's stay in' over to one of them small cottages on the bank, and she's made an arrangement with Ira liiggins' folks to bo hauled down to her itttsilx."

Bv a happy chance, as Robert considered it. he found himself, when be ntrolled in to a belated breakfast, seated opposite the "hauled mealer."

She seemed to have no party with her, but a prettv girl in a blue bitting suit had pulled*a chair close to hers, and was chattering awav in girl fashion, while Mis* MusgroveTtrifled with her toast and la turn idly stirred a cup of ambiguous cowe.

With every glance he ^•wturfii, H«l«rt found her face more and more interwting. Not beautiful exactly, not girlish exactly,but fair with youth and the full fairness of woiuanlKKHl. Then* was Aft *r»-h •oftness in the mouth, a sweet «ra ity in the beautifully-set dark Cr*w cvw. Tbe chestnn*. hair rippled like the hair of a Greek bust. The very t»m of the elbow and curve of the slender wrist were full of diameter and rracc. Her morning dress of creamv woollen stuff, with onlv a knot of yeflow lace under the collar, was simple) emmgh. No ornament, no o«ntr*»t but suite*! her, and that is all that any (Irtma can do for any woman. To the rr»4 *he added the charm of a delightful voUi». low, ci«Hsr. and expressive. and when site laughed it waa more delight-j fol *till.

But you will corue,*' be beard the git! my, coaxinfrfy.

W

"I'm not sure. I have something to do this morning." "Oh, don't ao it. Let it go for this one day. We want you so much." "Not aa a chaperon, surely. Yoar sister is going with you." "No, not as a chaperon, vve want you for vourself. Do come, Lila.'' "So that's her name—and a pretty one, too. Liliaceje, tbe lily genius ahe is rather like a golden lily," meditated Master Robert, while apparently deep in his breakfast. "Well. Sue, I'll consider the matter, and send word over by eleven o'clock," said tbe flute voice opposite. "You bad thing! I'm dreadfully suspicious that means you won't go," pouted the other. "No it only means that I am not sure."' The two rose and went out together. Robert heard the rattle of the buckboard as it dashed down the street, and thought, "At dinner she will be hero again."

But neither at dinner, tea, nor breakfast did the fair vision appearand when the buckboard drovo up, it brought only a little maid who delivered a message, and presently drove away with a tray of breakfast. It was not till dinner of the second day that he had a glimpse of the lady who had occupied his thoughts during a considerable portion of the interval. She wore black now, which suited her as well as white. She looked pale, and Robert heard something of a headache, but her smiie was undimmed, and her voice was as sweet as ever.

A fortnight passed, and the situation remained unchanged. Shy by nature and stiff by habit, Robert made no advances to the closer acquaintance of his fair neighbor at table. A bow when she entered tho room, another bow when she left it—that was all yet gradually there grew over him a sense of intimate relation with her. He knew her dresses, her attitudes he guessed at her moods, and followed the slight and mobile changes of her charming face. Miss Musgrove neither detected nor suspected this close observation on tbe part of her silent ris-a-vix. She saw only a gentle-man-like, taciturn young man, absorbed in his breakfast or his dinner. "Rather an uncommon face," she said to herself, "not quite American," and then she forgot liim. She usually brought a book or newspaper to tbe table, and busied herself with it when no one was sitting with her but this was not often, for she had a large following of young girls, who were, forever running across the room to discuss plans or whisper important secrets. Several of these girls were pretty, and more than oue bit of clever by-play was aimed across Miss Musgrove at the insensible Robert, but he never found this out. The "hauled mealer" was the lirst woman whom he had over looked at closely, and he did not seem able to see any face but hers. Motherless, sisterless, brought up in an almost conventual atmosphere of study, he had seen but shadows in a glass so far now the shadows wero taking substance, and like I'hilammon, tho youthful monk of the Laura he was filled with zeal and bewildermont. llow many things there were that ho had not even suspected! Was it possible that the world was full of women like this woman, so sweet, so noble, so entrancing in all their looks and ways. And then be told himself that this could not bo. There was but one she was unique, incomparable, not merely a specimen of a type. How ninny youthful lovors have thought aud will think tho same as the tide of life Mows on.

Accident did our shy hero a good turn at last, OH accident sometimes will. Walking by himself one afternoon along tho wild shore beyond Saul's CI ill', he came upon the lady of his thoughts at a moment of evident difficulty. Her little dog had slipped and fallen to the bottom of a rather high shelving dill', the tide was making in fast, and she was evidently hesitating whether or not to climb down to his assistance—a question complicated by the doubt, as to whether, once down, she would be able to climb up again. Robert grasped tliesituation promptly, and proffered help, which was gladly accepted. To his experienced powers the el iff presented no diSliculties, and in tive minutes the rescued terrier was in his mistress' arms, aud the sweet voice which Robert knew so well as uttering cordial thanks.

Tho dog had lamed himself in his fall, and limped and whined when set down. Another opportunity. "May I not carry him home for you?*' Robert asked. "You are quite too good. I fear yon will find him troublesome." "Oh not at all. I like dogs." So the two walked on over the clill's, with sea vistas on one hand, aud mountain glimpses on the other, and before they reached the little brown cottage in the field, Robert shyness had Med under the spell of his eordial ease and tact, and he found himself talking liuently and with pleasure as he had never talked to a ladv before in all his life. "What a beautiful view!" be said, gazing seaward from the door of the cottage. "1 think so. It is my favorite of all tho many beautiful views at Bar Harbor. You must come and see it often Mr. Arnold. My little piazzA is quite at vour service any afternoon if you want a quiet place in which to study orsmoke, and can not Mud one to your taste at llodick's. I never use it myself, except in the morning but I hopeyou will occasionally come there also to see me. Thank you so much for your kindness to Tatters." "Whatiwfrank, charming creature!" thought Robert, as he made his way across the stnble fields toward the hotel. "How few girls are capable of such unaffected ainceritv, without any hesitations or ati'icre* Dear me, if they onlv knew what an attraction it is!" Which reflection might have led to a doubt as to whether Mr. Arnold's experience of the fex at Bar Harbor had or hail not been blessed to his perceptive faculties. "Saw yon walkin' with Miss Musgrove, and carrying her dawg," remarket! the clerk with a grin, as he came in. "Didn't know yoa at first. Thought niavbe 'twas him come back." liim?—who? Robert was too proud to ask, but the pronoun rankled in his mind.

Not for long, however. As time went on, and acqalntance progressed with his charmcr, and no "him" appeared to mar the harmonious flow of events, the circumstance passed from his memory. He went often to tbe little brown cottage in the stubble field, spending solitary afternoons there with a cigar and a minora logical treatise, and now and then a morning tete~a~Me with Its fair mist row*. Sunset usually brought a rush of idler* to the piarta, and their appearance was his signal for flight, ijuite at his ease now with Miss Musgrove, he waa shy and difficult of aceeas t» ever to all others. He Invariably reconnoiterat the premises from a point of observation in tbe fields, and tbe flutter of alien petticoats on the porch wooki suffice to send him back again to tbe hotel.

Mis* Musgrove wbo treated him with the frankness of an older sister, rallied him occasionally en this peculiarity.

"Ican't help it." he would say "it is my bringing up.' "But vou are not shy with me." "No•,but that is different. You are so—whatshall

I call it?—so simpatica.

You understand—you put me at ease." "So would these other ladies pretty soon if you gave them a chance."

But Robert only shook his head. So, lapped in a foolish paradise, unwilliug or unable to analyze the deepening spell which held hiiu, Robert Arnold drifted through July, through August, and into the heart of that golden September which is only the dwellers of the North lauds, and suddenly, like a frost in ripe roses came the blight of hope. Miss Musgrove went suddenly away for a couple of days—to Portland, her maid said. People were quitting the island in shoals by that time, and the hotels were nearly empty, and the loneliness of those two days was in part accounted for by the empty tables and the closed rooms. But when the third morning came,and Robert, with a sense of reviving life, stood ready to help his friend from the buckboard, the appalling apparation of a gentleman sitting at ber side presented itself—a broadshouldered, handsome, brown naval officer, with an evident air of proprietorship about him, which was as unpleasant aa it was unaccountable. "Who is that Robert demanded of the clerk, who had come out, as usual, at the sound of the wheels. "That? why that's him." "Her brother?" "No she hain't got no brother as ever I heard. ThaCs him, I tell you—Miss Musgrove's husband. He's a lootenant or somethin', and his ship's been cruising down to tho Isthmus." "You said she was Miss Musgrove. "Wa'al, so she is."

And then it flashed upon Robert that in the Island vernacular married woman and girls alike were "miss," with the difference of a letter in orthography, but lioditt'orenceat all in pronunciation. He saw it all now. Such a stupid, such a ridi culous mistake as it was! But the consequences were no less hard to 1 ear.

He went to his roon:, and sat down to think it over. The more he reviewed the moro unnecessary his sufferings seemed to him, and the more distinctly his own fault. Beginning with a wrong impression, he had never givpn himself a chance to correct it. He had shrunk with a foolish shyness from people, when half an hour of their company would have revealed the truth. One question, the most trilling accident, would have revealed it but he had never asked the question, and always prevented the accident. The girls called hor Lila he had avoided using any name, with the instinct of a lover, when he spoke to her, and had said "you," while of her he never spoke except to himself. So he bad gone on and on, plunging deeper aud deeper into a vain affection, and what a full he hail been! The only comfort was that she had not been in the least to blame, and that she neod never know his mistake and the pain it-caused him.

A little note reached the brown cottage that afternoon. "DEAR MRS. MrsorovE—I am leaviog Bar Harbor so suddenly that I have no opportunity to make my farewells to you. A chance has offered for a mineralogical tour in the provinces, when this note reaches you I shall be on my way to tho great M5nan. Please accept my most coidinl thanks for your many kindnesses to me, and with my congratulations on Lieutenant Mugs rove's safe return, believe me.

Yours faithfully, ROBKKT ARNOI.D,"

MI-S. Musgrove, sitting on ^cr piazza with her sailor beside her, read ihis farewell billet smilingly. "He was really a nice boy," she said, "shy and stiff', you know, but of good stuff". You would have liked liim, Ned."

So, with an unconscious heart on shore, and a sad and sore Ane at sea, ended tho brief and tragic romance of th^ "Hauled Mealer."

BARS I'M'S THICK OF LEGERDEMAIN AT SEA. Louisville Courier-Journal.

On the recent voyage of the City of Rome to Liverpool", P. T. Barnum was a passonger. At a concert given on the ship ho was the presiding genius he opened tho evening with numerous anecdotes of his earlier days. Among others he told how he once bought a magnificent coach dog, for which he paid $50 vaid be was beautifully marked,but unfortunate he was caught in a heavy shuw the day after lie bought him, when, presto, ho was changed into an ordinary cur, the spots having been ingeniously pointed upon him. He went to tho man from whom he had purchased him. Ho acknowledged tho sale, but said his clerk had forgotten to send the umbrella which always went with tbe dog, as he could not stand tho rain. Ho closed the entertainment bv giving specimens of legerdemain. ills greatest trick, he said, had never beou equaled iii this country or any other. So 1 will give it. He broke a sioda cracker into three pieces, asked some one iu the audience to mark them, so tbev could bo readily Identified. Then he asked for three bats, aud placed a piece under each bat. Then once more asking the gentlemen if they were 8u re they would recoguizo the pieces agaiii, he deliberately ate, each piece. "Now, ladies and gentlemen, the most wonderful part of the feat appears. I will place all throe of these piece* of cracker under one hat, if you will choose which hat it shall bo." The hat was immediately chosen. Mr. Barnam instantly placed it on bis head, and said "The three pieces of cracker are all under the hat." No one couid gainsay it, so he closed mid shouts of laughter.

THE following is going the rounds of the press as a true story of procuring a baby under difficulties:

Henry W. Ijohmeyer, a Philadelphia

{oving

jrovision dealer, has a young, pretty and wife. He was exceedingly desirous of offspring, and at the end of two years «»f married life Mrs. Lobmeyer plotte«f to gratify him bv pretending to give birth to a l**by. in this deception she was aided by a friend Mrs. Rosenberg. They procured an infant from the alms-house, and tbe husband believed that he was a father. The secret was kept for three months and was tinallv divulged when the almshouse authorities, discovering that there was no record as what had become of tbe child, ordered *n investigation. Ixhtncver has forgiven his wife, and will adopt tbe little one. In investigating this case, the officials found that Mrs. Niblo bad played a precisely similar trick on her husband.

THAT brain workers use np many times tbe amount of nerve force thai hand worker* do has been demon-' ited by tbe elaborate experiments of re wood physiologist. Brain women, teachers merchant*, clerks and allof*

TERBE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL

A Lawyer's Story.

"I never would convict a man on circumstantial evidence if I were a juror— never! never!"

The speaker was a distinguished criminal lawyer of nearly forty 3-ear's active

Eeyond

ractice, nod whose fame extended far the limits of his own State. We had been discussing a recent cause celebre in which, upou purely circumstantial evidence, a man had boen convicted of an atrocious murder, although many of those most familiar with the circumstances of tbe case entertained the gravest doubts about the justice of bis conviction, and bad been swung off' into eternity protesting bis absolute innocence with his latest breath, and calling upon God to send his soul to perdition if he was not telling the truth.

As most- of our party were lawyers, the con vernation, naturally enough, drifted into a discussion of the dangers arising from convicting accused persons, whose own mouths were closed, upou purely circumstantial evidence, in the absense of any direct and positive proof of guilt, and case after case was cited in which, after conviction aud execution, tbe entire innocence of tho supposed culprits had been clearly demonstrated. Most of the laymen present agreed with the distinguished lawyer, whose very positive expression of.opinion has been quoted, while the majority of lawyers contended, with that earnestness for which lawyers are noted when advocating their own side of any question, that justice could never miscarry when careful judges guard against the possibility of uusafe verdicts by refusing to permit a conviction except when every link in the chain of circumstantial evidence has been established beyond doubt, aud the whole chain been made so perfect and complete as to leave no room for any consistent hypothesis of innocence. "The lirst murder case I ever tried," said one of them, "was stranger than fiction, as you will admit, and is quite as remarkable as any of the cases you have referred to where innocent men have been wrongfully convicted upon circunistancial evidence. It ought to have been reported as an example of the unreliability of tho direct and positive testimony of eye witnesses who tell what they believe to be the truth." lie then related the main points of what was certainly a most remarkable and dramatic trial, and which consti tutesa fair offset to some of the memorable cases to be found in every work on circumstantial evidence. The narrative produced so strong an impression upon my mind, that subsequently, with his consent, 1 put it into tho following shape, having first carefully compared it with his notes of testimony taken upon the trial of the case. It can be relied upon as absolutely correct, with the exception that I have used fictitious names, for reasons which will readily be appreciated, when it is known that most of the actors in the drama are still living.

One winter evening about 3 o'clock, in the early days of the war, in the quiet little town of while patrolling the streets to pick up stragglers from the camp 011 the outskirts of the town, Corporal Julius Fry was shot aud killed by one of three men of bad character, who were in company and upon terms of open enmity with tho soldiers. The men were arrested, committed to prison, and biought to trial at tho next term of the court. Two of them were gamblers and desperadoes, and supposed to have more than once stained their hands with human blood. Tho third, whom I shall call Short, though bearing an unenviable reputation, was regarded as one unlikely to slay a fellow man except under compulsion of circumstances. On account of the character of the men, and the trouble tliey had already brought upon the quiet, lawabiding citizens, the sentiment of the whole community was strongly against them.

I11 order to clearly understand the force of the testimony given upon tho trial and the subsequent result, it is important to bear in mind the physical peculiarities, dress and general appearance of each of the three prisoners.

Short was a small maw of not more than tive feet, six inches in height, slender, weighing scarcely 130 pounds, with bright, fiery red bair and side whiskers, and at the time of the murder, wore a white felt hat, and an old light blue army overcoat.

Rvan was fully six feet in height, of robust frame, with black bair and mustache, dressed in dark clothes aud wore a black Derby hat. (irev was a heavy, broad-sliouldered man of medium height, weighing fnH.v 200 pounds, with a lull black beard reaching nearly to his waist. But as the evidence subsequently showed that he had not fired the first shot, it is unnecessary to describe his appearance more minutely.

Certaiuly it is 1

colored

some

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all tbe work they will, pror I. -dI U-- ose that great nerve invigorant, tbt Liebig Malt Exlnstst,

difficult to imagine two

men more unlike than Short and Ryan, or less liable to be mistaken for each other even by strangers, much less by their acquaintances. There is no i»ossibility here for a case of mistaken identity.

Short and Ryan were tried together with their consent—Grey having asked for and obtained a sfparate trial—and each was defended by a separate coun-

After the preliminary proof relating to the post mortem examination, the cause of death and the identification of the body of the deceased as the person named in the indictment, the Commonwealth called as Its first witness a woman, Mary Brown. She bore a bad reputation for chastity, but nobody questioned her integrity or purpose to tell, reluctantly, it is true, tbe whole truth. The prisoners were all ber friends, and were constant visitors to the drinking saloon of which she was the proprietress. She was a woman of powerful physique, almost masculine frame, great force of character and more than ordinary Intelligence. from her testimony it appeared that a

woman with whom she bad

dispute had hit her on the head with a stone and ran, and the three prisoners coming up at tbe moment started with her up the street in pursuit of the fugitive. Although tbo night was dark there was snow on tbe ground and a gas lamp near by gave sufficient light to enable one to recognize a person with ease some feet away. After running about a hundred yards the pursuers came to tbe corner of an alley and stopped under tbe gas lamp, being challenged by the deceased, wbo was in uniform, in company with one of his squad. She swore that when tbe corpora! called "halt," Short, whom she had known intimately for years, replied with an oath, and while standing at ber side, so that their elbows were touching, both being immediately under tbe gas light, be pulled out a pistol and pointed it at tbe deceased, wbo was four or five feet from him, and Bred, and then ran down tbo alley, tbe deceased pursuing bim. She be ir or five more shots fired, and iim~~u~i «ly the deceased returned. wounded, and Short disappeared. While the hwere being flr*1 *be saw both Ry and «rey star ig

as the corner some ftflet away from her, and after that they separated aud she went home. It was also proved tbRt this alley was bounded on- either side by high fences difficult to climb, and led down to a stream of water about fifty feet wide and throe or four feet deep. No traces of footsteps were found In the snow, except those of one man leading down into this stream, and it is evident that the person who had fired hail not climbed either fence but had waded through the stream anil disappeared on the other side.

Tbe next wituess was the soldier who stood dose by the deceased when the first shot was fired, and who, not knowing either of the prisoners, described the person who had fired and ran down the alley as the man with red hair and side whiskers dressed in alight blue army overcoat and white soft overcoat and white soft hat, and uiou being directed to look at the three prisoners, immediately i«'eutified Short as the nan whom'he had seen do tho shooting.

The testimony of theso witnesses was in no wise shaken by tho cross-exami-nation.

Tbeti the sworn anti-mortem statement of the deceased, taken by a magistrate, was read to the jury. He said that he had known Short personally for some time, but had never had any "difficulty with him. He fully identified him as the man who had fired the hrst shot, and then ran down the alley, firlug one shot after another until he tired tho last and fatal shot almost in the face of the deceased. He also 'fully described tbe clothing worn by Short as it had been described by the witness.

These wero all the witnesses to the occurrence, except the prisoners themselves, and of course they must not lo heard. The case against Snort seemed to be as conclusively made out as though a scoro ol witnesses had sworn they had seen hini do the shooting. Neither the judge, the jury, nor the spectators entertained tue slightest doubt of his guilt, and when the Commonwealth at this point closed its case, it seemed as though the fatal rope was already around his neck aud escape impossible.

Ryan heaved a sigh of relief which was audible throughout tbe whole court room, for lie was safe there was not one word of testimony against him or any circumstances tending to show any previous arrangement or concert of uction between him and Short.

After a whispered consultation between the counsel for the defense, one of them rose and moved the court to direct the jury to forthwith return a verdict of "not guilty" RS to Ryan, in order that he might be called as a" witness for the other prisoner. This was resisted by tho district attorney, and, after lengthy anil elaborate arguments, the court decided that it was bound to grant the motion, and accordingly Ryan was declared "not guilty," and the verdict recorded.

Then came a scene as dramatic to those present as anything ever witnessed on '.he stage. Without any opening speech by Short's counsel, Ryan, in obedience to a nod from his attorney, stepped out of the prisoner's dock aud into the witness box, looked around tho court room, took up the Bible and was sworn to tell "the truth, the Whole truth aud nothing but the truth." Every head was bent forward, every ear was on the alert, eyery eyo fixed 011 tho witness—something startling was expected. Would ho attempt to show that Short had done the shooting in self-defense? That seemed the only thing possible. But how could he be belioved in tbo face of the positive testimony of three witnesses two of them living and in the courtroom, oue of them dead—murdered!

Ryan stood for a moment looking down, and then slowly lifting his eyes to tho bench, in a silence which the falling of a featlier might liavo beou heard, he said: "May I ask the court a question?"

The venerable judge, evidently surprised at being interrogated, looked at him and said: "Certainly, sir." "I understand that I am acquitted,' said Ryan, pausing for a moment, and then continuing: "I want to know from the court whether anything I may say now can ever be used against me in any way?"

What did he mean? What need of that question Every oue looked at his neighbor inqufringly.

The Hushed face of the judge showed that he, at least, uiulerstwod what it meant—an attempt to swear his guilty companion out of the hangman's grasp. Then, in a tone of unmistakable indignation, came the answer: "I am sorry to say, sir, that nothing 3*011 may say now can be used against you that is, on a trial for murder. 'S on iave been acquitted."

Ryan's face grew pale and then red, and he said slowly anil distinctly "It was I who fired all the shots—not Short."

Most of the faces in tbo court-room wore looks of incredulity some of indignation at the hardened wickedness of the man who bad just been declared innocent, and who, by bis own statement, was guilty of murder, if be was not guilty of purjury.

But quietly and calmly, without a tremor, as cooly as though be was describing some trival occurrence he had witnessed, Ryan went oh, step by step, detailing all that had occurred, and when he had finished his story there was probably notaperson present who was fully convinced not only that Ryan bad told the simple truth, out also that he had fired the fatal shot in self-defense, or, at least, under such circumstances of danger that it would have led any jury to acquit him.

He detailed bow he had fired the first shot from a small singe-barreled pistol in the sir, without any purpose except togive bis challenger a s*re. and then ran down tbe alley,and upon beingclosely pursued by the deceased with saber drawn and ready to strike, he was compelled to pull out revolver and fire several sbots toward his pursuer, who was rapidly gaining on liim, to keep bim back, and that wheu be had but one shot left, be stumbled over a large stone aud fell on bin knees, and at this moment tbe deceased struck at bim with a saber, cutting bim slightly in tbe cheek, and being thus pressed, he aimed and fired the last shot which subsequently proved fatal. He further told how. upon recovering his feet, be ran, waded through the stream, and finding that be had lost bis hat when be fell, retraced bis steps, recrosHcd the stream, found tbe bat, aha then went to a hotel, where be was seen by several witnesses to dry bis wet clothing. His manner, his bearing, his story itself convinced bis bearers tbat be was telling tbe truth.

But so that nothing might be wanting if any doubt remained !n tbe minds ol the judge or tbe jury, witnesses of undoubted veracity were called, who corroborated him as to tbe condition of bis clothing and tbe cut on hte check within fifteen minutes after tbe occurrence. Betides It was shown that, although the man wbo bad fired wadod through the stream, Short's clothing was perfectly Ij-y.

It to unnecessary to say that Short was promptly acquitted and warmly congratulated on one of tbe narrowest

escapes ever made by any man in a coiroom. Nothing could havo- saved hi bad the court refused to direct the quittalof Ryan and allow him to testi'

The deceased corporal, the soldier a. Mary Brown were mistaken. That all there was about it.

So much for the occasional unreliab. ity of tho direct testimony of hones eyed witnesses.

And so much also for giving tho a ensed an opportunity to IM3 hoard on tli witness stand, the denial of which I tbe law is one of the relics of barbaris. which still disgraceit£administration some States at this late day.—l'hilade. pbia Times.

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1 he Keystouf of IIcmKIi. How can yon expect to feel well, even enjoy life, when you goal* »it wit a hacking"cough? The fool, in Lis wi dom, says there is no cure for it. but th wise man hies him to MolTatt A- Uulick' drugstore, and gets a bottle of lr. ligo low's Positive Cure, and at once gei well. A trial bottle costs nothing.

Joy. Joy to '1 he l^orbl. If yon meet a man who looks as if hfc had lost all his friends, had his houst burned down aud his business destroy ed, just make up your mind that either lias dvspepsia'or his lh-or is out iV order. The "best thing vou can do for such a woe-begoue individual is to advise him to go to Moffatt A' Gulick's drug store and get a bottle of Dr. Jones' Red Clover Tonic, which will euro bim, without fail. Also, an infallible.romedy f• pimples aud blotches on tho face. Only150 cents a bottle. I)

l!iool l'oinioiiiug aa alanuiiig Discovery. Half tho people are suffering anil many die from this fatal complaint. Diseases otthe kidneys and liver aie th principal causes. Ax a cure we can only recommend the German Hop Hitters.— Journal of Health. 2m.

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