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REV. RENNET SMEDES A. M.
A BALTIMORE BELLE'S ADVENTURE AND ES
CAPE IN NEW YORK CITY.
New York, Sept. 23. When Mr. T. Fred
eric Jamieson went to his club for breakfast
yesterday the porter handed him a telegram.
"When d'eome?" asked the clubman, tear
ing it open listlessly and glaring with grim
disapproval at the reflection of his pallid face
in the glass.
"About 9 o'clock this mawin sir."
air. jamieson yawned and followed with
his heavy eyes the jaunty figure of a shop
girl rs she tripped along the opposite Bide of
the street. She turned the corner with a
final and saucy, switch of her skirts. The
clubman sighed. Then he glanced at I he tel
egram, started, fixed his glass in his eye and
read eagerly:
Baltimore, Md.
Leave this morning on early train. Arrive
in New Yerk abont 11 a. m. Must return!
same evening. Shopping, you know. Shall
I see y u. Gertbude M.
Jamieson looked hurriedly around. It was
nearly 11 o'clock. A dainty brougham with
two men on the box stood at the door.
"Wbose'a that?" asked the clubman, point
ing to it.
"Mr. D. F. Corkeran Thomson's, sir."
"Where ze?"
"In the breakfaV room, sir."
Mr. Jamieson hurried down the corridor,
and dashing into the breakfast room, strode
over to a morose man who was regarding a
potato which he had impaled on his fork with
a look oi ueen seated aversion.
"wiiadz up?"
"Cork," said Mr. Jamieson, with his cus
tomary brevity, "len me y'r brougham fVn
hour?"
"'Course," said the pride of the Coaching
Club, scowling heavily at the potato and put
ting it firmly from him. "Whadz up?"
"Girl, devlish, dashing sort. Coming on
'leveu train."
"Good," said the father of five children,
cordially, as his face beamed, "and, I say,
there's a lot of flowers in the reading-room.
Takcum along. I bought them for Miss Jig
ger's er cor coronation no, contempla
tion "
"No," corrected Mr. Jamieson, thought
fully, "y'mean consternation."
"Ao, I don t 1 mean ah oi , yes, confirmation."
Jamieson stalked out, secured the big bou
M. regarded him with a flashed face and
rather frightened eves over the top of her fan.
"There's not a man in Maryland who
would have dared to do that," she said ner
voush. "No?" said her companion amiably as he
continued to decorate the little shoe. " What
a lot of muffa they must be. Did I do it
well?"
"Like a wicked actor."
"I ve always wanted to be a bold, bad
actor."
"xou probably would be," she said sweet
ly "a very bad one."
Her escort grinned and placed the" shoe
beside him on a stand bedecked and garland- ply. 'Take me home."
cu aiuiUHi oui oi eigni. ueitmae ai. looicea
tested, fearfully, 'the time's changed, sir.
JFeM never got her here in time if we'd
known-r" '
Jamieson Hang him aside, and running
after the girl bade her a hasty adieu a3 the
tram bore her away smiling brightly and
blowing kisses back at her entertainer.
The clubman strode moodily back to his
carriage. The old driver was alone on the
box.
"Where's that hound?" grow led the master,
yanking the door open violently.
xj i an anoi, on, boiu luc uincj, OJitiy,
afraid.''
heard the first I knew of the matter. It
seems that about 7 o'clock on the morning I
left Round Lake so suddenly, Peter Carter
had rushed to the rearest neighbors and in- plete that I aas at once released. Peter Car
his eyes. 'Lord have mercy upou me!' 'Kill
mel' 'Hang me!' were his cries.
"ine conies8ion thus given was to com
,
formed them that the old couple had been
murdered, their bodies carried off, and the
house robbed. lie had slept with a friend,
he said, a mile away. Jean had left and the
old people were alone. Their beds were
covered with blood and the house all turned
'Whom did be VusDect? Whv me Ben
Maxlin who had befen there the night before
e was
"He had reason to be," was the savage re- and threatening him."
"I was looked for. My
ter was carried to the jail in the irons I bad
worn fiom it. He died of terror and rcmorso
before being brought to trial. The third bag,
buried at the fence, was dug up before the
legal authorities. In it was all the fine, heavy
silver plate.
"As all between her and Jthe wealth were
fone, Jean came in for a ifice little fortune,
t helped me buy an interest in tho first ship
quet, sent word for his own victoria to meet
him at rifty-ninth street and dived into the
carriage, after giving the footman the rather
itartling directions to "drive like mad, v an
nerstan t' Baltimore, 11 o'clock and mee
devlish handsome woman b'gad with fines
figger'n wcrld."
The passengers who streamed on the ferry
boats at Debrosses street looked longingly at
the snugly.clad figure of a girl of 19, who
tripped along through the crowd. It was
natural enough for them to stare at her
The blood had tinted her round cheek deli
cately, and her soft black eyes faiily danced
with excitement as she glanced around just
as the orougnan wninea up. xne ioot
man sprang to the ground, Jamieson dashed
out, GertudO'M. was swung into the carriage,
blusmng furiously and showing her pretty
white teeth. Jamieson dived in again, the
man jumped aluft and the broachan rat
tied awav before any one could quite tell
whether it had been there or not.
"Well," gasped the girl, as he held the
huge bouquet in one hand and the noble fist
of her companion in the other, "am I here?''
You New York men are such breathless
rushers."
"Ya as." said Jomieson. beaming on her
with the bovine look of an amiable but dis
sipated ccw. "Looking lovely' he mur
mured in a Hoarse voice aside. "Are jou
hungry?"
"Famished!"
"Ha! IFe'll eat."
The broughan rolled up Fifth Avenue
with the eirl talking excitedly. She bad a
thousand things to tell this man, whose repu-
ation as a slaver of feminine hearts is wide
and who listened to her with the blase, bu
agreeable air of a man of the world. He
did not speak a word, but glared at her with
a fixed intensity that could not possibly be
construed into anything else but admiration-
At Fifty-ninth street he awoke from nis
trance, threw open the door, handed Ger
trude M. into a beautiful little victoria that
was standing there and a moment later they
were rolling side by side through the lonely
drives of the Park, the bsst cronies in the
world. Thev stopped at Mount St. Vincent
ong enough to leave an elaborate order with
the waiter, and drove around again, wnen
they returned it was noon and the breakfast
was ready. The table was banked in flowers.
The park stretched out beneath them, and
. . . .i i
he sun shone brigntiy on tno grass ana ion-
m, i. i a :
age. I nere was a genne urevze nuirmg, uu
88 1116 laitimOre UtUUUUlU BHI uunu mm
he man who bad the reputation of being the
'aateat liver in New York, her cheeks glowed
redder than ever, and her eyes were so bright
hat the waiter forgot to serve his guests. lor
a time and simply stared at her.
"It is so deliehtful to get away irom an ar
my of prying eyes and a vigilant chaperone,"
said Gertrude M. happily, ' I now have but
one sorrow in the world."
"What's that?"
"It is in the far corner of my left boot,
she said with a pretty grimace.
think it would be proper for me
off?" . .
"Certainly Lot!" said Jr. Jamiesou sternly
as he dropped on one knee. "If there is any
slipping off of boots to be done here, I wil
do it."
"CERTAINLY NOT," SAID MB. JAMIESON.
She pushed back her chair in alarm; there
was a nutter oi sKirts, g&sp, ocr;ui, uu
Mr. Jamieson rose proudly with tne tiniest
ittlehoe in the world in his hand, sle
filled it with rosea sedately, while Gertrude
"Do you
to slip it
at the man appealingly with her beautiful
eyes.
"Do you think," she asked earnestly, "that
inat was a nice tning to do:
"I think," replied the imperturbable Jamie
son, "that it was by long odas the nicest thing
i ever did."
"But but I'm growing very unhappy."
"Yes, I know yon are."
"Do you know what about?"
ie es: xnen witn a coaxing smile, as
she clasped his sleeve timorously, "you won't
ue rude, will your
Jamieson seized her plump hand in his
brawny fist, looked her so hard in the eyes
that she shied affrightedly, and said in deep
and earnest tones:
"uertruae, mere is no request you can
make that I will not instantly comply with."
Upon this she sighed gently and beamed
upon him with a tranquil affection, while tho
waiter, an age J and shy looking functionary,
who evidently knew Jamieson well-retired
to a corner of the piazza and grinned and
giggled to himself hilariously.
Mr. Jamieson sent a telegram quietly a
moment later, and after that the breakfast
proceeded happily. If anybody is curious
about it, it may as well be admitted here that
the clubman s finesse and knowledge of hu
man nature enabled him to lace the little
boot on the foot after the breakfast despite a
a furious run of protestations and several in
cipient and decidedly pretty fits of indigna
tion. They leaced back in tneir victoria
at am later and were whirled up to the Polo
Grounds, where there was some ball going
on. lint liertruae m. aid not care ior bail,
so thev went up the road as far as the river,
chatting incessantly. It may have been the
champagne, or perhaps it was only the novel
ty of the escapade that caused the girl to sit
erect and talk with delightful animation and
good nature. The carriage whirled westward
and out to the end of the long pier on the
North River. Evidently the telegram had
been received, for a gig was waiting at the
CUU ui Lilt? ici, auu iui. vauiiDouug ticauij
built yacht lay 100 yards off shore. - Gertrude
demurred. It was 4 o clock then,, and she
must positively return to Baltimore on the 6
o clock tram. And besides, there was no
chaperone. Even as she protested she de
scended the steps, and a moment later was
on the deck of the yacht as the carriage rolled
out of sight shoreward.
"You'll put me on the 6 o'clock train,
won't you? fonest, now?" she asked, placing
her hand on her eecort s sleeve again
rF U nn;.l ntnloVIm Kill- t U '
7.30's tb crack train lovely train, most de
vastatingly amusing train; in fact, Bob Gar
rett's train, y' know.''
"Bat papa is to meet me on the arrival of
theS.1"
"Wire 'um."
The yacht ran np the iudson with the
water rippling musically back from her sharp
nose and the prettiest cirl in Baltimore at
the wheel, while the skipper and the owner
leaned against the rail and stared at her. The
vacht was presently brought about and sent
j a w w
swiftlv back to town,- while Gertrude M
looked over the many curious odds and ends
picked up on foreign. voyages with which the
saloon was decorated.
"That's a snortin' fine girl with Jamie
son," said Mr. D. F. Cor.keran Thomson to a
British nobleman who was dining with him
when the vachtman sailed into Delmonico'd
with Gertrade M. on his arm at b o clock.
"Aye," said the Earl, putting up his glass,
"Good color."
"Rawther!"
"Who is she, and whah's she from?"
i
i
WE D LIKE TO KXO IF.
So long as locust clubs are trumps
And laws so easy of evasion,
And ev'ry pompous "peeler" humps
Himself at slightest provocation
To fresco tender skulls with bumps
And abattoirical abrasions,
Regarding citizens as "chumps"
Then what's the use of moral suasion ?
We'd like to know.
So long as girls prefer to beaux
A puffy, panting, pink-eyed poodle,
And man is judged by -cost of clothes
And justice is outweighed by boodle,
While bribery more rampant grows
Who wouldn't rather be a noodle
And live among the Esquimaux
Than in the land of Yankee doodle?
We'd like to know.
Judge.
drunk, quarreling with the old man, cursing 1 1 commar.ded and has fixed me so snug that
I never fear the future. It ou 11 come up to
haste in leaving my house on Sunday night and have a glass
and reiusai to tell why, my every action, con- of grog you II meet Jean, my wife,'
vmced an or my guilt. 1 was traced to JNew
York, to the ship in which I sailed, but in
those dajs there was no telegraphing ahead
to 8 top me. There was a Ben Martin also in
the crew, but he died of tremens on the sec
ond day out. This found its way into the
papers, and the people interested concluded
that Martin was a mistake for Marlin, and
that I was srone
"Well, I was in a pretty bad fix. But I
sends for a lawyer and gives him five hun
dred out of my pile. He was a mighty white
chap, even if he wa3 a lawyer. I d been over
hauling my memory and I gave him some
points. He went to work, on 'em with a will.
"The day of trial came, and it was a big
day in that town. Peter Carter swore dead
against me, how I cursed and threatened the
JUSTICE' XOT LAW.
FARTHER WIIO KILLED THE THIXP OP 1113
CIJIED IS ACQUITTED BY AN KNOLISII
JURY.
Staid old England, that has so of ten rabed
its hands in horror at tho methods of justico
pursued in America, has itself sometime
broken the cold forms of law and given true
justice a chance. Some thirty years ago the
case of - George Uammond came to trial at
tho Old Bailey in London, before Lord Chief
Justice Tindal. Tho prisoner, who was a
portrait painter, was brought to the bar to
old man, how I had a big stick in my hand, answer to the charge of wilful murder which
THE PRECIOUS SPY-GLASS.
"That's just the best glass that ever sailor
man clapped to eye," said bluff Capt. Mar
lin, as, seated in hte snug cabin, I took from
a rack a big, old-f shioned ship's spy-glass,
or telescope, bearing a silver plate with in
scription.
"I was 'board ship with father until he
afterward found, all bloody, in the bed room
iow l had been seen loitering around near
the house afterward. He believed, felt sure,
that I was the murderer
"Ti8 friend, a stupid lout, swore that
Peter slept with him the night of the killing, gave evidence of subdued sadness andmelan
tie couidn t, tell what time reter went away, choly resignation. JJo was 41 years oi age,
ior he slept until the boss kicked him up. is solf voice, his manner, and appearance
"Jean, prettier than ever, reluctantly testi- were testimony of his being a man of feeling
hed that 1 had returned curse for curse with and refinement m spite of the poverty of his
had been found against him by ther ?rand
jury frith malice aioretuongnt ne nad siain
a rope-dancer and mounteback. 1 he prisoner
was a man of middle height and slender form;
his eyes were blue and mild. His whole being
.... . .
"Her name," said the wily host with an
air engaging candor, "is Caroline K. Hig-
eir.s and she hails from Zanesviile, Uhio.
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"An, said the iiarl, "I'll rememoer tne
.. i T TT Ml-
name. .Like t'meec ner. is anesvin near
Newport?"
"A little West," was the tranquil response,
The object of the talk sat beaming on the
died mother had gone three years before.
I had no relations, few friends. I thought
I'd try a land cruise, so I packs this old glass
with my little dunnage, and hoofs off for the
Yankee States.
"Up near the Canada line I got work with
a iarmcr. l Knew noining oi iarming, out
was tall, stout, strong, and willing, just
twenty-one, and hearty as a live oak. I was
on that farm at Round Lake for over a year,
and folks got to like me very well. There
was one I liked more than well, and that was
Jean, the daughter of an old Frenchman
named Bazine, who, with his wife and
nephew, lived in a very lonely old house
down on the lake shore. Jean was as trim a
built little craft as ever carried tidy rigging.
I made chase after first sight of her, and
sometimes she showed signs of surrender.
She was lightning for work, and old Monseer
and Misses Bazine didn't encourage any one
that they thought might take her away. Be
sides, they wanted their sullen, round-shoul
dered, bad eyed nephew, Peter Carter, to
marry her.
"Jean and I got to meeting in the early
evenings and I was certain she cared for me.
But one night, after all day in the harvest
field we used to have whiskey then what I
had drank went to my head; my legs were
steady, but I felt the liquor and showed it.
The stubborn in me waked up and I walked
right into old Bazine's house and asked to
see Jean.
The old man raved and tore and gave nie
a good cursing, I paying him back in the
same.
"Finally Jean put in an appearance, and
showed she was mad at me for coming to the
house and also for being half or more drunk.
What she said riled me, and I turned on my
heel and left.
I fell pretty bad that night. I 'was mad
still and yet ashamed of myself. I was up
at first break of dawn, and as soon as it was
sun-up l goes witn tnis old epy-giass zo a
rock from which I could see Bazine's house
and all its surroundings about a mile away.
This was the only point about from which
such sight could be obtained.
"I watched to see her come out that morn-
old Bazine, but not as bad as Peter Carter
stated, and that I had made no threats ex
cept that! would 'take the wind out his sails
yet.'
"Other witnesses of little things helped
make the case look black for me.
"My lawyer asked that l might tell my
own story. I was put on the stand All
listened, and Peter Carter sat down in front
of me with a sneer on his thick, ugly lips
"I told my story thus:
"On the evening I had the words with old
Monsieur .bazine 1 had a big atick in my
hands, the one shown here to-day. I did
loiter about the house, not very near, for an
hour or more after leaving the door step. I
hoped to see Jean. I stai ted in desperation
at last to knock again at the door. IV hen I
reached the fence I thought what a fool I
was and stopped. The dog came at me; I
threw my club at him, then walked away and
went to my home. I didn't sleep much, and
early next morning I went to a point on
dress.
On being called to plead, the prisoner ad
mitted that he had killed Baldwin and he
deplored the act; but, he added, however, on
his soul and conscience that ho-did not dc
lieve himself to be guilty. Thereupon a jury
was impaneled to try the prisoner. The in
dictment was read to the jury, and, as the
act of killing was admitted, tho goverment
rested their case and the prisoner was called
upon foihis defense.
The prisoner then addressed himseli to the
court and jury: "My lord, my justification
is to be found in a recital of the facts, lnrco
years ago 1 lost a daughter, tnen 4 years oi
age, the sole memorial of a beloved wife,
whom it pleased God to recall to himself. I
lost my child; but I did not see her die. She
was an angel, and beside her 1 had nobody in
the world to love. Gentlemen, what I have
saffered can not be described; you can not
comprehend it. I expended in advertising
and fruitless search .everything I possessed,
High Rocks with mv father's spv-glase. and furniture, pictures and even my clothes. All
. - . . . . I, , .11 11 . 1
nave oeen soia. xor tnree years, on ioot, x
have sought my child in all the ciths and all
the villages of the three kingdoms. As soon
as by painting portraits I have succeeded in
gaining a little money, I returned to re-com-
menca my advertising in tho newspapes. At
length on Friday, the 14th of April last.. I
crossed the Smithfield cattle market. Iu the
centre of the market a troupe of mounte
banks were performing their feats. Among
them a child was turning on its head, it legs
in the air and its head supported by a hal
bert. A ray from the soul of its mother must
have penetrated my own for mo to havo rec
ognized my child in that condition. It was,
indeed, my poor child. Her mother would
have clasped her to her heart had she been
there. As for me, a veil passed over my eyes.
I threw myself upon the chief of the rope-
dancers. I knew not how it was; I, habitually
gentle even to weakness, seized him by tho
clothes; 1 raised him in the air and dashed
him to the ground. 'Then again. He was
ead. Afterwards I repented what I had
one. At that moment I regretted that I was
onl? able to kill but one."
"These are rot Christian sentiments," re
plied the Chief Justice; "how can you ex
pect the court and jury to look with favor
upon your defense, or God to pardon you, if
jou can not forgive?"
"I know, my lord, "continued the prisoner,
"what will be your judgment and that of the
placid JamiesDn at a far table. They ate and ing, at milking time, intending to hurry over
gossiped until Uertrude chanced to glance at i-u trj tu tuaie uiattcio mm ii, iui a uu
her watch
"It's a quarter after 7!" she gasped, as her
color disappeared.
Jamieson rose though startled. .
"We'll have to run for it," he s&id.
They hurried out. The carriage was gone.
It seemed as though the footman would
never find it. Gertrude looked at the im
movable face to her entertainer very hard.
He pulled at his long moustache composedly.
"If I do not catch that train," said the
girl, slowly, "I shall never forgive yon.''
ine carriage came xo tne euro, xaey
jumped in.
"ion can catch the 7 6vr said the master
to the man sharply.
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"Easy enough, sir, taid the groom, touch
ing his hat and climbing to his seat beside
the grinning coachman. Gertrude sank back
relieved. The carriage rolled over the stones
rapidly. It was 7.30 when it started. At the
erry the brougham passed through the gates
at 8 o clock. Mr. Jamieson s two men on the
box whispered softly together. The boat
anded on the Jersey shore. Gertude thrust
her head from the window and asked a man
in uniorm n tne v.vu ior xaitimore nau
gone. Jamieson leaned back. The footman
climbed quie: ly down. n he official touched his
hat and said smillmgly:
"There a no 7.30 now, miss. The train
eaves at o O'clock, xou can catch it, out
you'll have to hurry."
She bounced out and ' ran laughingly
ahead. Jomieson turned and caught his foot
man by the throat.
"It's not my fault, air, ' the man pro-
concluded to leave and go to sea again for a
while. But she didn't come out, for the rea-
son, as l lound out long alter, mat wnen x
left the night before old Bazine had abused
me until she stood up for me, then he turned jaage
on her and struck her, and sr.e nau leit ine
house at once and gone to a girl friend two
miles away. I saw some things through this
lay there lookiug for Jean to come out to
milk the cows... I wanted to go and make up,
I could see all the Bazine farm and lake from
where I was, being so high, and the spy
glass made things pretty clear to me. I didn't
see Jean, but 1 did see some things that 1
thought nothing of them, but can under
stand now.
" 'If what you saw has anything to do with
the case, you can state it,' said the judge.
"I turned my eye3 full on Perter Carter as
he sat facing me. His brown face was dirty
white, his hands trembled; there was no
sneer on his lips now. He tried hard to face
me, and couldn't.
" 'As, i lay on that rock, said x, 'with my
eye to the glass, about a quarter after 5
o'clock that morning, I see Peter Carter com
ing up tho road from Miller Zavis' house.
TFhen he reached his uncle's he opened a
window in the side and jumped in. In about
five minutes he came out of the door, looked
around, picked up a stick, which must have
been the one I threw over and saw again to
day. He stood with it, hefting it, for a little
time, then went into the house. It was full
twenty minu tes, I guess,before I see him come
out with a big bag or bundle on his back, and
this he carried down to Bazine's boat in the
lake, that w-s tied to a tree. He put this
load in the boat, went back to the house and
came out with another sack or bundle and
carried it likewise to the boat; then he got
in, stood up, and sculled the boat into the
middle of the lake, where he flung the load
overboard. Then he came back, went into
the house, and in ten mintes or so was out
again with a third or smaller bundle. He, laid
this down near the fence, went off and got a
spade, dug like fury until he made a hole,
and in it hid the bag. Then he'filled in the
dirt, trarnpled it down, and seemed to scatter
rubbish over it. By this time 1 had concluded
Jean was not about. I had heard so much of
i
jury, but God has already pardoned me, I
feel it in my heart. You know not, I knew
not then the full extent of the evil that man
had done. When some compassionate people
brought me my daughter in my prison she
was no longer my child, he was no longer
pure and angelic as formerly; she was cor
rupted, body and soul; her manner, her Ian
guage, infamous like those of the people
with whom she had been living. She did not
recognize me, and I no longer recognized
me now
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I never harmed that old man or wo-
evening. The
man who killed the two sits there; his name
is Peter Carter!'
glass that morning, but thought nothing of "During all my story Carter had shown
them at the time. When my boss showed up symptoms of terror and a desire to lush from
at breakfast 1 demanded my wages was go the court room. These evidences had an ef
ing to leave at once--would give no reason, feet upon those present, but my story was so
l was paid, and nurneo away ieenng maa at unexpected that none could believe it yet.
myself and all creation. I walked to the
town, took the -stage, went to the railroad,
and rushed to New York, where I shipped at
once on a packet bound for California, and
we sailed the same evening. This was in '49,
mind you. .
' "TFe went round the horn and made port
all safe. Then I got the gold fever and struck
off for the mines. Four years I worked, and
at the end was only about 13,000 ahead. I
longed to go back to civilization for a while,
"Directly I stopped my lawyer, bounced
it is
very
up. - .
" 'May it pleaso the court,' he said,
known that Mr. Bazine had two large,
prominent front teeth; that they were filled
with gold that was very conspicuous. It is
also known that old Mrs. Bazine, shortly
after she came here, fell and fractured her
skull, that Dr. Morrow removed the splinters,
and over the cavity put a silver plate. I have
here some silent witnesses. The good neigh-
and I started for the only place on land where bors here, beUeving the old fable that Round
I could hope for a welcome Round Lake; I lake is bottomless, did not search therein for
wanted to hear something of Jean, too. the bodies. I had it done last night; here are
"I reached there, surprised my old boss, two results,' and opening a valise he poured
who said he bad heard I was dead. He in- out on the table a lot of bones; from these he
vited me in, though somehow he didn't seem picked two skulls, one with great, projecting,
very hearty in his welcome. I sat there an gold-plugged front teeth, and the other with
hour when in comes two constables, claps a small silver plate on its top, held thereby
irons on me, and shows me a warrant for my a slight bit of scalp.
arrest for the murder of old, Monseer and "There was an unearthy yell from Carter,
Misses Bazine. the first sound he had uttered since I began
'" "Of course I kicked and swore; t'wern't no to speak; he threw himself upon the floor as
good. I landed in the town jail. ' There I the two terrible objects were , thrust under
once.
The foreman now spoke: "My lord we
have agreed on our verdict."
"1 understand you, gentlemen," answered
the chief justice, "but the law must take its
course; l must sum up tne case, and then
you will retire to deliberate." The chief jus
tice summoned up the case and the jary re
tired. In a moment they returned into court
again with the verdict of "Not guilty."
On the discharge of Hammond the sheriff
was obliged to surround him with an escort.
The crowd of women and men was immense.
The women were determined to carry him
off in triumph. The crowd followed all the,
way to his lodgings with deafening shouts
and huzzas. From the first volume of Hu-.
bert owe Bancroft's Popular Tribunal.
TWO VIEWS OF LIFE.
Suggested by a picture in Omyar Eamyyon.
A man whose brow betokens brain
And power of thought for lingering strife,
Seeing the sorrow of this life,
Lies by the wayside, there pelf-slain.
A ragged beggar passes by,
Whose life is but a toil for bread;
Passes the corpse and hangs his head
And thinks, "What fool he was to die."
Behxztt Bbxlmax.
Carlisle, Pa., August 1.