Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1849-01-18
, JANUARY IS, 1S49.

ed, cruel assassin" chimed in another.
May he be punished in the world to come ?"
iervently calculated Carl.
Nay, nay" said the old baron, that is say
ing too much. 1t is true the man deserves an
earthly punishment; but you are allowing your
anger against vice, my dear boy, to carry you
too far" And the old noble good naturedly
patted Carl on the arm
Thus various subjects were discussed and ar
gued but during the whole evening Leyden
spoke not It word At last the hour for breaking
up arrived and according to etiquette the prince
moved first. Ere he did so, he requested the re-
turn Of lis snuff box. The person to whom he
had handed it declared that he had handed it to
the next, who in his turn denied all knowledge
of it. as did the rest Of the company.
Every one had seen it, every one had handled
it, but none could now produce it. The room
was searched the servants had not even entered
the apartment the door had never been Enclosed,
none had stirred from the table. The affair be-
gan to wear serious aspect. The old baron
felt his honor wounded, but still hoped it might
prove to be an i'll timed pleasantly. Under this
impression he rose.
"Gentlcmen, some person among you has,
doubtless, concealed the box, intending thereby
to give our illustrious friend fright, and, IN
good faith, he deserves it for thus careessly for
getting to look tfter trnket said to be worth
fifty thousand forms but, as he seems really
uneasy about it. I must beg the person who has
taken it instantly to return il, and confess the
joke"
And the noble affected to laugh. None, how
ever responded, and Hartmann SAW, with in
creased unoasiness, that he must now take up
the matter more seriously.
"Why, friends, you cannot feel offended when
offer myself as the first person to undergo the
ordcol--an ordeal, almost blush to say, We
must all submit to- We must be searched Mont
but the guilty can feel annoyed at this propo
SAL
Professor Loyden started up. "By heaven
I'd sooner diem
Another was CT tile same opinion, and objec
ted to undergoing such All operation, which, a
the very least, implied doubt.
Poor Hartmann looked like a ghost. HI
glanced appealing towards Leyden, who nov
rose.
"I.et the door be locked" he said III grav
voice; "let it be well secured" This wa
done snow, gentlemen you must either &C
knowledge the correctness of the measure | O
dept, or |, the disciple of Juggling science
perish" and he drew from his pocket Il sma
pistol. Nay, start not, my friends again
; fns sc'lf, uluuc, moan 10 use TINS weapon, ar
that only in case WrongfulIy accuse any ind
vidual now present. You may remember befol
,. dinner, phrenologicaly examined you ALL
There was little to say about you, generally; bl
be mistaken--one whom wished not to hay
: named, whose presence ever since has made m
shudder. see the gentleman to whom allud
already turn pale. Nay, attempt not to smil
d am either villain for allowing false theor
:, to misead me, or you, Carl Hoffenon are bot
T q robber and murderer.
T A thunderbot would have caused less cor
sternaton. The baron started up in rage an
agony; the prince believed the professor ha
: suddenly gone mad: while the olhers looket
r with searching glances, alternately at Leyde
t and Carl. The former had cody resumed h
n chair; the latter sat pale, immovable. VIII;
g could 1t mean?
Old Hartmann was about to speak in no ger
tie terms to the man who had thus insulted hi
future son in-law, when, waving his hand, Ley
: den quietly added, "Search him."
h The baron, in his eagerness to defend his pro
: tege at once flew to do so. Immediately tn
t snuff box fell on the table, The worthy oil
d man sunk, overcome, into chair In tie brea!
: pocket of Carl's blouse he had found the DO:
which the other had. INCREASINGLY, allowed hi
!. to draw forth.
n For few moments there was dreadf
9 death like pause. The party seemed petrfe,
s while the trembling Carl seemed to strugg
: with his feelings. At length, as if suddenly
2 waking, he started up, and incoherently p;c
t nouncod-
"The hand of God is on me! would, bl
, cannot fly his Judgment. Professor Leyde
- speaks the truth. am a robber and murde
e:! Under the name of Grantz, wooed an
> won the peasant maid of whom we spoke ju
now. In madness, | espoused her. Tire
, however, in a few short days, Of being tied, f,
life, to one uneducatcd and low born-hearr
that Clara Hartmann possessed unboundt
!, wealth. and knowing that my rustic wife alor
u presented an obstacle to my wedding this ia
: heress, slew her-aye, crually slew her al
, caused her lover to be seized, to turn the fng
u of suspicion towards him. Had he not fed, t
8 morrow he would have been stabbed. As f
: robbery, | can only say, have long headed
" bold band, whom, even now, III not betray, q
though they'll laugh at me with scorn, wht
" they first hear how foolishly fell into the he
1t ish net that Satan laid for me, and call me 70
II for not having the power to resist temptatio
: That cursed box was far too brilliant Son
Il spell lurked in it, which drew me with force
could not stand against and made me rush
u once upon my ruin. But why thus moralize
n Let monks go pray-it is too late for me; i
d common felons suffer OH the block-It is t.
=. mean death for me. Thus laugh at Fate
g Pm never unprepmed" And ere single ar
could prevent him, he had swallowed the col
l. tents of small vial, which afterwards proved
J. have been filled with prussIc acid.
! The unhappy wretch, who confessed hlmse
- 10 be the same who, under the assumed name
!, Sand" had filled the country with terror die
= in tortures too horrible to describe. The acct
u sed hpt innocent youth. was liberated from til