Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1846-02-26

What's that = cried the Judge chucking his CT
gar away, and looking sterny OF Bob What's up
now What are you saying about bit Of lead
None of your Sodoma and Lower Natchez tricks,
| hopel They won't do here. Don't understand
such jokes
Pooh they don't understand them bit more in
Natchez. II they did, | shouldn't be in Texas
The less said of that the better, Bob. You
promised to lead new life here; so we won't rake
up old stories.'
Il did, | did 7 groaned Bob but it's all no use
] shall never be better till | am hung
/ stared at the man in astonshment. The Judge
however, took another cigar, lighted it, and after
putting out cloud ofsmoke, said, very unconcern-
| eddy
Not better till you're hung! What do you want
to be hung for Z! TO be sure, you should have been
long ago, If The Georgia aud Alabama papers don't
lie. But we are not in the State here but in Tex
as, under Mexican laws. It's nothing TO what
you have done yonder. Where there is no accuser
there can be no Judge
Send away the Niger, squire, said Bob What
free white man has to say, shouldn't be heard by
black ears
Go away, Poly said the Judge Now then,
added he, turning to Bob, say what you have 10
say but mind, nobody forces you to do it, and it's
only OF good will that listen to YOU for to-day
is Sunday
Il know that, mutered Bob L know that,
squire but it leaves me no peace, and must out.
I've been to San Felipe de Austin, 10 Anahuac, ev-
erywhere, but it's all no use. Wherever | 60 the
spectre follows me, and drives me back under the
Patriarch
Under the Patriarch exclaimed the Judge
'Ay, under the Patriarch, groaned Bob. Don't
you know the Patriarch the old live oak near the
ford, on the JacintoP
4 know, | knowr answered the Judge. And
what drives you under the Patriarch
What drives mel What drives man who
who
"A man who'-repeated the Judge gently
"A man. continued Bob in the same low tone,
who has sent rifle bullet into another's heart He
lies there under the Patriarch whom u
Whom your asked the Judge.
Whom kiHcdP said Bob, IN a hollow whistler
Killed. exclaimed the Judge. You killed him
Whomr
'Ah! whoml Why don't you let me speak
You always interrupt me with your paaver,' growl-
ed Bob.
You are getting suacy, Bob said the Judge in
patiently. Go on, however. | reckon its only
one Of your usual antrums
Bob shook his head. The Judge looked keenly
at him for moment, and then resumed in a sort Of
confidential, encouraging tone:
Under the Patriarch; aud how did he come un-
der the Patriarchp
dragged him there, and buried him there, re-
piled Bob.
Dragged him there Why did you drag him
thereF
Because, he couldn't go himself, with more than
half an ounce Of lead in his body
And you put the half ounce Of lead in him. Bob ?
Well fit was Johnny, you've done the country a
service, and saved it rope
1t wasn't Johnny. although-But you shall hear
all about it. It's just ten days since you paid me
twenty dollars flty'
i did so, Bob, twenty dollars fifty cents aud
advised you the same time, 10 let ii lie iill you
had a couple Of hudred dollars, or enough to buy
quarter or eighth Of Sitio land but advice is
thrown away upon you
To be continued