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When life is growing old.
The thought that we have trumred up,
Where naught can steal away.
The consciousness of doing good
With every passing day.
—0. D. Stuart in New York Ledger.

‘AN OFFICIAL CRIME.

By an accident, one of those tragedies
thetaremadopomme bythe secret and
innermost machinery of Russian govern-
ment has just been revealed.

A young, innocent, beautiful and well
born girl has been done to death in prison
under circumstances of the foulest brutali-
ty. The man through whom the crime
came to public knowledge has gone to Si-
beria, and that is all the attention Rus-
sian justice pays to the matter.

The victim was Marie chtorwa, a stu-
dent of pedagogics, aged 22 years, and the
daughter of a oouncilor of state living
in St. Pctersburg. He is a man of wealth
and education. '

His daughter was a girl of uncommon
intelligence. Itwas her desire for infome-
tion concerning all sorts of things that led
to her pitiable death. Russians have had
innumerable lessons that ignorance is the
only safe condition for a private person,
but they do not seem to have learned it
thoroughly.

In the first week of February Marie was
seized, without warning or explanation, by
ordcr of the chief of police. She was re-
turning from college with a party of other
students, when a detachment of mounted
“blues”~as the prison guards are called
——appeared. They called a cab and ordered
her in. For a moment she protected, and
one of them dismounted, picked her up
and threw her into the carriage. She was
then driven to the fortress cathedral of
St. Peter and St. Paul. This building
consists of a fortress to which political
prisoners are committed and a cathedral
used as o mausoleum by members of the
imperial family and occupies one of the
larger islands in the Neva.

The news of the arrest reached the girl’s
parents only through the other students.
M. Wjetrowa used every influence in his
power to secure a speedy hearing for his
daughter, but the only favor he obtained
was permission to visit her for five min-
utes every week under the closest super-
vision. .

The charge against Marie Wjetrowa was
that she had in her possession numerous
specimens of nihilistic literature. This
charge could not be denied. The girl had
been engaged in a study of this literature.
At the time of her arrest she had with her
some nihilist pamphlets.

But. hi. Wjetrowa declared he could
prove that his daughter had obtained the
books and pamphlets purely out of curiosi-
ty. She had no association or even sym-
pathy with the authors. She was a girl
of very wide reading, especially in politi-
cal science, but had no association with
any political movement. She wasmerely
preparing for her profession as a teacher.

In deference to these statements the
chief of police had Marie removed to that
part of the prison where suspects only are
confined. There they are forbidden to
speak to or communicate with any person
or to engage counsel. They are kept in
cells on small rations and await in igno-
rance the decision which will send them to
Schluesselburg, the Russian hostile, or to
Siberia.

On the first three Thursdays in Febru-
ary M. Wjetrowa was allowed to see his
daughter. On these occasions two blues
with loaded rifles stood beside her, and the
father was similarly guarded. Had he at-
tempted to ask any questions concerning
the charges against her, he would immedi-

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‘ately have been led out.

When Wjetrowa presented himself at the
prison gate on Feb. 25, he was told that
his daughter was ill and that he could not
see her. On Thursday, March 4, and on
March 11 he received the same answer.
He was of course in a state of cruel anxiety.

Then a. rumor spread that Mario Wjetro-
we had died in prison. Nothing certain
could be learned, but the vague rumor
persisted in the city of silonceand mystery.
Her father was told by the keeper every
time he went to the gate of the prison that
60,714—Marie's number—could not be
seen. Only that and nothing more could
he learn at the prison.

At last, in the beginning of April, Coun-
cilor Wjetrowa was informed by the
daughter of one of the tax commissioners,
an ofiicial of the highest importance. that
Mario had died on Feb. 34. The tale bearer
had overheard this fact in a conversation
between her parents. .

It was not, however, until a month after
this that the true and horrible story of the
death of the poor girl came to the ears of
the heartbroken parents. To understand
how this tragedy could have happened it
is necessary to know something of the sys-
tem and discipline of the fortress of St.
Peter and St. Paul.

The prison guards are selected with
great- care from the army. On onus-lug
the prison service they arcrequired to take
the following oath: '

“In the name of the Father, Son and
Holy Ghost, '

“I, —-——, -—, gendarmo in the car’s
body service. hereby swear to act solely
under the orders of my superiors and to
follow their commands implicitly in the
treatment of prisoners or in the perform-
ance of executions. Neither religion, race,
age nor sex shall ever deter me from my
duties. In the performance of the said
sacred duties I shall consider neither fa-
ther,’ mother. ’wifa, ‘sistcr, brother, child
not any other relative. I will ambring

. Injustice and exeguteauy oral! of them,

. ms vmm’ssrunnsr JULY 9. 1897-

car. —
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tlonagivenme the detectionof
plohapin’sthis thou-r, though
thcybe entered into bymysuperiorotfl-
ccrsoroomradea.

“Iswear thatwhatever! do or‘seein
thisforn-emlwillrevealtonoperson,not
eventoaprleet,oupaiaof banishment,"
etc.

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eoneeelanyaircoitythat maybecommit—
ted.

Arnie of the prison provides that no
guard shall speak to any prisoner ucept un-
der orders. This applies one to the chief of
the Troubetskoi bastion, that part of the
fortress where suspects like Marloare kept

Thus it is that there is established in
the heart of the Russian capital a fortress
prison to which any person in the empire
may be taken at any moment and whose
fate thereafter may be merely a blank.

In the case of Marie Wjetrowa.the facts,
by an exception, did become known. The
shocking story was panelled on the lining
of tho corset of another woman, Marie's
fellow prisoner. This was sent home to
her family with other articles of clothing
after the girl had been sent to Schlueuel-
burg.

“0n the evening of Feb. 22,” said this
record, “a friend of our cause visited me
in my cell. Be is an ombu- of the guards
and left the door half open, so that he
would appear to be making one of the
usual visits of inspection if interrupted.
We heard somebody enter Marie Wjetrc»
wa’s coll next door, this person using the
some precaution us my friend. The voice
of a man spoke first entreatingly, then
harshly to the girl. No doubt he was

making loveto her and, being repulsed, .

used threats. We heard stifled cries for
assistance and the noise of a struggle. My
friend ran out and closed the door behind
him. He intended to run down the cor-
ridor and return, as if by accident, and.
thus to save her.

“When my door closed, I could of course
hear nothing further, but a week later my
friend came back and told me what had
happened.

“One of the lieutenants of the Blues, at-
tracted by Marie's beauty, had gone to her
cell on an ostensible visit of inspection and
made insulting proposals to her. When
she told him to go, he used violence.

“My friend was unable to carry out his
plan because on reaching the end of the
corridor he met a superior officer, who or-
dered him to another part of the building.

“After the lieutenant left Marie rapped
for the guards. She told them what had
happened. They sent for the physician,
who gave her some soothing mixture.

“Next day Marie was terribly sick and.
despairing. Her request to see the com-
mander of the fortress was denied. In the
evening she threw herself on the kerosene
lamp allowed her as a. special favor and
was terribly burned.

“She died next day, and her father on
making his usual visit on Thursday was
told that she was ill."

The body, according to prison regula-
tions, was buried in the grounds around
the fortress in an unmarked grave.

Such a. fate has overtaken other suspects.
The alleged nihilist, Ludmilla Terentjemu,
is said to have died in a similar way three
months ago.

The students are in a state of the wild-
est excitement and will proboly make a
violent demonstration on the one hundred
and twanty-first anniversary of the mur-
der of the Princess Tarakanova, imprison‘
ed in the some fortress of St. Peter and
St. Paul, to appease the unfounded jeal-
ousy of Catherine II, and allowed todrown
in her cell by the rising waters of the Nova.

The students are maddened by the mur-
der of Marie Wjetrowa, not only because
she was a student herself but because of
the offense for which she was seized. In
a civilized community containing a great
class of highly intellectual people it seems
inconceivable that it should be a crime to
read any book. The Russian government
makes it not only a crime to ho a nihilist
but a crime to know that such a thing
exists. Nihilism is not a doctrine of whole-
sale murder, as many believe—New York
Journal. '

Seasick Women.

“Are women more subject to seasick-
ness than monS”

An Atlantic captain replies: “Yes; but,
on the other hand, they stand it better. A
woman struggles up to the point of de-
spair against the—what I might call the
impropriety of the thing. She isn’t so
much tortured by the pangs as she is wor-
ried by the prospect of becoming dishev-
eled, haggard and draggled. She fights
against it to the last and keeps up appear»
ances as long as she can hold up her head.
Then she becomes maudlln and pathetic.
She takes to her room and invariably asks
three questions. First, whether people die
of seasickness, then how many miles we
are from shore, and, lastly, when we shall
get there. She also often asks how deep
the water is and if I think it possible for
any.one to go seven days without any food.
The doctor is always talked over. I am
asked time and again if I think he is capo-
ble and efficient and if I have confidence
in him. When the patient gets so ill that
she loses interest in the doctor. éhe usually
lies on her side and cries by the hour, but
luckily the more violent attacks only last
a short time.”

‘How is it with men?"

“Oh. man give in at once. They make
a great rumpus until they are compelled
to take to their berths. Then they gram-
ble and groan until they are well enough
to go on deck again. A great many pas-
sengers comeaboard loaded with medicines
for the prevention of sensickness. I never
knew a preventive yet except careful diet-
ing.”—-London Tit-Bits.

a - - ~

- Doctors' Lives.

In the sixteenth century the average
length of adoctor’s life was 36 years 5
months, in the seventeenth century it
wasisyeersand 8mcnths, in the eight-
eenth century 49 years and 8 months and
in the nineteenth century 58 years and 7
months. It thus appears that doctors
were 300 years in learning not to take

 

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V

THE LISTENER.

Jemheteriobginofnpnnrm-
hasmlaydsn, says he hasdiscovered
abacteriumpeculixrto mumps.

Caleb A. Wall celebrated recently the
sixch anniversary of his connection
with the Woroester (Mass-l Sw-

Biahop Bowman, Methodist, new so
moldhashoughtahome inEvanston,
Illa.,inwhichhewillspend the remain-
derofhisdays.

EBaflnotcfPuigwhohasmadeaspe-
cialetudy ofthebestmethodof executing
criminals, has pronounced in favor of a
lethalchamher filled with ordinary coal

pa.

Luther B. Marsh of Middletown, Conn,
who is 86 years old, has bought a bicycle
and istrying to learn toride. Hewill be
remembered for his faith in the Dias De
Barr “spook" mysteries.

Lieutenant Totten says that be pre-
dicted the present Grace-Turkish war
some time ago from data in thoBible, and
he adds that the two crucial days of the
conflict will be J one 22 and Sept. 33.

Arthur Balfour excited a good deal of
comment and not a little amusement by
attending the last British cabinet council
arrayed in full golf costume. He was on
his waytcthellnks and was anxious to
lose no time.

At a ball in the Elysee inParis the
other night, to the surprise of all present,
the Turkish ambassador, Munir Bey, ap-
peared without the traditional fez, but
carried underhis arm an opera hatof ap-
proved construction.

Curtis Guild, the venerable editor of the
Boston Commercial Bulletin, celebrated
the fiftieth anniversary of his entrance in-
to newspaper work on April 19. He is 70
years old and has been proprietor of the
Commercial Bulletin since 1859.

,vCharles Burckhaltcr, the astronomer of
the Chabot observatory of!California, will
travel half way around the world so that
for two minutes, in farofl India, he may
endeavor to photograph the sun during
the solar eclipse of next J anuory.

Mr. Bayard’s son-in~law, Lieutenant
Commander W. S. Cowles, naval attache
to the United States embassy, is said to
have been-for some years the most popn.
lar man in London diplomatic circles,
and his departure is greatly deplored.

Bishop Doane of Albany has written a
circular letter to the Episcopalians of his
diocese reminding them that in 1899 he
will have been bishop 80 years and ap-
pealing for $100,000 as an endowment for
the cathedral in Albany begun by him 20
years ago, but not yet finished.

Thomas G. Bull, whose death at Potts-
ville, Pm, is announced, vvas a member of
the First Defenders, who first responded
to Lincoln’s call for troops. When the de-
fenders reached Washington, it was Bull
who stepped forward and said to the presi-
dent, “Wc are coming, Father Abraham.”

“This life in the east,” says Mr. Heit-
fold, the new senator from Idaho, “is all
new to me. I am getting so dissipated
now that I don’t go to bed until 10
o’clock. Out in my country we turn in
at 8 o’clock and get up with the sun. I
am used, too, to an active, busy life, so
that this sitting around all day makes me
lazy. D I

LAW POINTS.

A carrier is liable, in the absence of stat-
utory law,to the contrary, until notice to
the consignee of the arrival of the goods
and reasonable time to inspect and remove
them.

A note without grace, made payable at
a bank, and placed there for collection,
may be sued on after banking hours of the
day it falls due, if such hours are known
to the maker.

Where goods are sold by a. salesman by
sample, and when delivered are not in so
cordanco with same, the salesman has ap-
parent authority to arrange for their re-
turn to his principal.

Where one buys goods, knowing the sale
is in fraud of creditors, and mingles them
with his own and refuses to point them
out, the seller’s creditors can levy on
enough of the mixed goods to equal those
of the seller.

Where the purchaser of goods waived
full performance of the contract of sale and
accepted a partial delivery as a delivery
under the contract and at a contract price,
the sellers are entitled to recover for the
part actually delivered on the basis of the
contract price, and not on the basis of
value—Recent Decisions Highest Courts.

JEWELRY CONCEITS.

There is almost no end to the variety of
table furnishings shown in silver plated
ware.

Many of the designs of flowers and
fruits wrought in silver are taken directly
from nature.

The diamond solitaire is this season
again accepted as the correct gem for an
engagement ring, though other stones are
sometimes employed.

Miscellaneous articles for the toilet ta-
bla are by no means restricted to sterling
silver, but are also in choice and original
designs in plated ware.

Women are turning their jewels to un-
expected uses: A diamond star secures a
lace flounce in position; a crescent forms
the center of a rosette; linger rings are
tied in ribbon bows; necklaces adorn the
front of bodicea, and bracelets are worn in
the hair.—Jewelers’ Circular.

 

IN PARADISE.

When Mollie laughs, you hear the rush
Of winds among the forest trees,
The joyous outburst of the finish
When twilight prompts his melodies,
And other sounds as quick as these
Tclift the-heart. Toepathsaregreen.
Life opens for her down its less.
She treads them blithely—she's sixteen.

When Phyllis miles. the darkest sky
ls shot with sunlight through and

through.
For every dimple shown thereby
She gains a lover. ardent, true.
’Efisvaintosighandvaiutosne. -
Behestmayfamwholongeanwait
For favors from those eyes of blue.
Theyearsshenumbmarebuteight.

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SURPASSED.

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wind.
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Anestasylikethinel
—GracoDufleldGoodwininGemtmy.

PASSING OF GARCIA.

When the future historian gits ready to
add the annals of San Buenabnrdlno coun-
ty to the history of the world, he’ll want
to leave many pagesz the doln’s at Boom—
opolis. An when he takes his pen in hand
to write them, if he jest follers the trail of
Cap'n Jenkins, he’ll hit on all the places
worth stoppin at We may point with
pride today, as Colonel Feggers sad in his
great speech last Fourth of July, to our
hoes car. our high school an our 'lectric
lights; but, artar all, as he sod ag’in, it’s
men that makes a state, an it follers that
it’s men that makes a county or a town,
In the world wants to know what them
men done.

Ev'rybody knew that Jenkins an Garcia
had it in for each other. Jenkins had
spilled Garcia’s family blood, havin wiped
out his fathor-in-law, Dunlap, in a feud to
the death, an Garcia had vowed vengeance
afore a hundred witnesses. If they should
fight in the open, we knowed that the
cap’n ’d do him, for all that he was only
’bout half Garcia's size, but Garcia wuz
sly an tricky, like all the Greasers, an we
wuz afcard that he’d waylay the cap’n
some dark night an stab him in the back.

We warned the cap'n to be on his guard,
but he didn’t seem to take no stock in our
sespioions. The cap‘n was a changed
man anyway for a long time arter his
feud with Dunlap, in which Dunlap
had been sent over the river. He spent
a good deal of time at home with his
wimmin an childern, an seemed to shun
his best friends. He wuz remark’bly slow
in axoeptin invertatious to likker, an wuz
even known to shake his head when we
axed him to take a hand at seven up.
This wuz a circumstance sech as none of
us had ever heered on afore, an it made
us very sad.

A lunger from N00 Yok, who had plant-
ed out an orange ranch in Boomopolis for
his health, threatened to hov the cop’n ar-
rested fer shootin Dunlap. an then We all-
looked for trouble for sure, but the cop‘u
only iarfed when we told him. That didn’
seem nateral at all. But though all of us
boys noticed the change with regret,
yet we recognized the fac' that all
great men has their moods an tenses,
when they wants to nurse their pri-
vate feeliu's in soliertude an when it"s
the healthiest plan to let ’em alone. Still,
when the cap’n commenced to act more
like himself, we wuz tickled 'most to
death, on one day, when he licked a toni-
porary borkeep at Doc Morey's fer puttin
too much sugar in his whisky, we all felt
as though a great, big cloud had been
rolled way from the face of the sun an
that nature‘wuz a-smilin ag’in.

We wuz the better pleased at this because
’nother ’lectlon wuz a-comin on an Billy
Skinner, the marshal, and Johnny Burke,
the sllerifi', wuz both willin to serve their
ccnstitooents ag’in. But the law an order
element, so called, wuz dead ag’in ’em
both. an it looked like we wuz badly beat
unless we could put up some kind of a job.
This would hev been easy enough, with a
leetlo gun play for a blufl, if Garcia on
some of his pals hadn’t j’ined in with
them law an order tenderfcet. This com-
bination wuz ’bout as reasonable as the
devil an holy water, but it seemed likely
to win, or at least to end in trubble. Now,
the cap’n wuz our right bower in a fight.
He weighed more on sech ’casions than a
wagon load of Wildcats on ’count of his
repertatiou fer a dead shot. A wave of his
hand, a word, a look out of them steel
blue eyes of his’n wuz enough nine times
in ten.

But, as bad luck would hev it, the cap’n
.had shook hands with Garcia on called the
fend off so for as they wuz concerned.
This misfortune had come ’bout through
Jenkins’ wife. who had sometimes a most
remark’ble control over him. She wuz a
strong minded woman, an’ must hcv been
a beauty when she wuz young, though a
trifle lack an lantern jawed now, artcr 20
years on 'the fronteer an ll children. In
his softer moments, when he wuz a~tryin
to be good, she could wind the cap’n ’roun
her little finger. It happened that she
went to Los gcles to visit her second
cousin soon or or the shootin of Dunlap,
an More she wont she got the cop’n an
Garcia together an made ’em shake hands
on agree that there shouldn’t be no blood
lettin between 'em until she got back.
The cnp’n took the oath to please hi swifc;
Garcia because he wuz a snake in the grass
anyway an it suited him to lie low.

50 it seemed like our hands wuz tied in
the ’lection, an that half breed Grosser,
Garcia, knowin this, wuz as sassy as a
person. As the say fer the ’lecticn come
along, some of the hints an remarks which
he throwed outrigger-rated us sportin boys
so much that we’d a-killed him in a minit
if cry one of us had had the slightest per-
sonal provocation. But we couldn’t in—
veegle him into a quarrel with any indi-
vidool. We went in a body to the cap’n
an stated the case an suggested that he
lay fer Garcia. But the cap'n only shook
his head. “I ain’t do it, boys," he said:
“I promised my wife.” And the thought
of his helplessness in the mcmises cramped
him so that his eyes filled with tears, like
a baby's when it hes the colic.

The sitcrwation wuz certainly very un-
promisin. It looked like our liberties wuz
'bout to be snatched away from us by
aliens. It hurt us to think that the town
in which we lived—long afore the cough-
in, orange grcwin tenderfoot arrived—-
would shot out them things which makes
life indurable—a glass of whisky now an
then, a friendly game of keerds, on once in
swhile a boss trot. to make room fer the
real estate auction, with its brass band
no free lunch, an the Salvation Anny. If
we hadn’t been so mad over it, we’d hev
wept. - r . .

Waal, ’lection day come 'long in‘ due
courses! time, ant-rem: all on the iron
reevey. Us sportin boys polled our votes
brighten early on then sot‘downfto count

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open, but we hadloaded up with bottles
for the ‘mergency, on so we wasn’t on-
tirely dimensolaie. They couldn’t keep us
of! thewofhocxom’aphman also
won our headquarters. We kep' a~watchin
fer Garcia an his gang. but they didn‘t
appear till‘way 'long in the arterooou an
at that time we figgered that the ’leotion
wuz ’bout a toss up.

I s‘pose sucrose had swelled Garcia’s
heed an he couldn't stand prosperity. lie
'lowed the world wuz a lookin at him that
day, an he was a-goiu to git even for all‘
cast erents an to cover hium‘lf with glory. -
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So he kcp back his gang tilltbo lastminit,
in order to make a bigger show, an then
they marched to the polls in a body, boat
20 on em all told, with Garcia at their
head, walkin a trifle unstiddy, as though he
might hov a jog on. The boys wuz simply
wild, an bout 20 of us lined up ’rouu the
polls, which wuz nex’ door to Marcy’s.
The cap'n countered 'long with the rest,
cool as a cucumber.

New p'raps them Greoscrs might hev
been ’lowed to vote an. go way ag‘ln if
Garcia hadn’t took it into his head to in—
sult; the cap’n. But the drunken fool
Waltzes up to Jenkins an shakes his fist
under his nose an says, “Cop‘n Jenkins,
you old fraud, this is my day, d’ye see?"
An he waved his hand at his ragged gang
o-follcrin, like a lieutenant of milishay on
parade.

“Stan hack," says the cap’n very quiet-
ly. But we could see them leetle. blue
veins in his temple swell up like whip-
cords on his shoulders come back square
with a jerk. Then he took two six shoct~
ere from his hip pockets an a dorringcr
from under his belt an a dirk knife out of
his boot on handed ’em all to me, an then
he says: “Garcia, you see that I’m un-;
armed. I giv’ my word to my wife that I
wouldn’t kill you while she was gone, an
lucky for you she ain't got back yet. Now,
if you want to shoot, w’y shoot an be’
damned, but he might: keerful that you
don’t make no false motions—on 'count
of my friends here who haven't giv’ their
word to no lady.” An the cap’n waved.
his hand man at us.

Garcia turned pale an red on pale ag’in.-
He looked man at his gang, but not one‘
of 'em dared pull a gun. His law an order
friends wa'n’t to be soon. They had been
true to their principles on bad scattered
at the first sign of a, row. Even the jedges
of ’lcctlon, who wuz too fur ’way to kctch
on to all that wuz a-goin on bad scrooched
down behind the bar'ls on which their
layout had been put. An the cap’n jest
looked Garcia squarely in the eye.

“Now, then,” he sad at last in ’bout a.
minlt, w’ich seemed an hour, “I gin my
word to you, but not to them duil‘crs with
you; an I swear to God that if my one of
your crowd tries to put a ballot into that
’ere box I’ll shoot him full of holes. Now
you git out of here on take yer dirty rab~
ble with you." .

It wuz a Waterloo all right enough.
Garcia slipped back a pace or two on tried
to slide way out of range of the cap’n’s
eye. But he didn’t git of! quite so dead
easy as that. Us boys raised a yell—“Hur—
rah fer Cap’n Jonkinsl”——that shook the
bottles on Dec Marcy’s shelves, on than.
we pulled our guns an fired a volley roun
Garcia’s legs jest to see him dance. When
we wuz done with him, he sneaked way
like a big bulldog whipped by a yeller
fyce, on his gang follered him. Not a
mother’s son of ’em offered to vote. When
they’d gone a couple of hundred yards or‘
so, they got into a row 'mong themselves,
an presently we see Garcia walk up to a
great, big, black brewed, beetle eyed Mex—
ican an smash him over the jaw, an the
teller pulled a knife on flung himself at
Garcia. but the others interfccrod Ian stood
him 011'. An then they all lit out of sight
man the corner of the plaza, swearin an
chatter-in an hollerin like a pack of crazy
coyotba.

Wool, arter awhile ’twuz sundown an
the votes wuz counted, on we found that
the Law an Order league was snowed unv
dcr by two votes. I tell you us follers felt;
happy then. Soon as the result wuz de-
clared Doc Morey throwed his place wide
open an every man in the crowd insisted
on treatin the cap’n. But in spite of his
popularity with the boys the cup’n seemed
uneasy an dissatisfied. He kep’ a-pacin up-
on down the room, on half the time barely
touched his llkker to his lips, an then sot
down the glass. We remonsterated at this,
an Cap’n Jenkins sod: “Boys, don’t take
no offense. I don’t s'poso you undcrstan
’xactly how I feel, an laugwidge fails me
to properly ’xpress myself. I don’t regret
what I done today, or rather what I didn't
do. The word of a Jenkins is' a sacred.
thing, specially when it’s pledged to a
woman an that woman the woman who he
loves an hcz swore to cherish an protect.
An yet the fac' stares me in the face that
a sneakin, hulkin, skulkin Greaser shook
his dirty fist under my nose today an still
lives. Boys, is this thing true? Or beL
a-wulkin in my sleep?”

We could all see that if this thing kep’
'long ’twould drive the cup‘n crazy. So,
jest to divert his mind, we started a game
of fare, on we soon had the money rollin
high. I remember that I'd won $100 on
the ’lection an wuz feelln pretty good. We
all her freely, an being ’bligcd to fix his
mind upon the game Cup’n Jenkins sorter
come toan acted a trifle more like himself.
The revelry wuz at its height when we
heered two shots in quick succession.
There wuz a lot of money on the table.
The cap’n sprungfrcm his cheer an spread
his bones out like the Prophet Samuel in
the Bible plcters an sad to the dealer:
“Jack, change in. Garcia’s dead.”

,We all rushed out of course an ’cross the
plaza an root: the corner an into some
vacant lots, on there we found him—dead.
Both shots had struck him, on either one
on ’em would hov killed. There wuz a ‘
hedge jest afore you come to the lots, an
behind it, as I wuz o-runnin ’long, I picked
up two empty shells, still a trifle warm.
gwuz plain that some one had waylaid

m.

The hull town soon collected on the
spot, but nobody tacked the corpse till
Cap’n Jenkins took lt-by the shoulder on
turned it over. We all waited for what he
Wuz a-goin to say, an it wuz this: He liftr
ed his hands up toward the stars, like a
play actor in a theater, an sad in a (1pr
an solemn voice, “Thou hast escaped me,
O mine enmyi”_ Then he turned to me, ‘
an speakln more like Cop’s Jenkins he ,

 

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