Plymouth advertiser. [volume] (Plymouth, Ohio) 1853-1988, 1854-05-27

turned in time 10 see him fall. Then,
either distracted by the horrors Of his sit
uation, or supposlng that the tiger-men
were already sufficiently gorged with
blood he yeniured TO come back aud throw
himself on his knees, by the dead body of
his sisters husband.
Fatal to him was the ac'. Ripley Shel>
ley knocked him down with a fragment
of stone and the human devil, Bill, de-
libera,ely lifted up his arm, as he lay I'M
conscious on the ground, and plunged the
long, gIittering blade up to the hils in the
seat of life.
Then suddenly broke on the Sabbath
air, two shrieks ks.-two wild, wailng cries
of unutterable unguish-as the young
wife of Curry, and the beautiful betroth.
ed of Wagnon, hurried from the court
house, where they had been attending di-
vine service, and fell swooning on the
corpses of husband and lover,
The sorrow and frenzied despsr Of the
bereaved females, heightened to madness
the horrors of the drama. The dark
eyed girl of the raven tresses. and the orl,
entail style of beauty. clung, as il were,
in dying convulsions, to the bosom of her
lover, kissed his cold lips, aud rove to
staunch the red current that was issuing
from his side. She spoke not she Ut
tered not even low moan, but gazed on
with stony eyes, like one oppressed with
spec,ral dream. Alas 10 night, she
was TO have been his bride Poor Irene
Mills!
Far different was the action Of the 9th.
er-lhat queenly woman with the mag
nificent bust, the cheek of radiant roses,
and the large-ort cd eyes, blue as the tints
of The Southern summer-Margaret Cur
rv. Recovering from her sudden swoon
} she knelt for moment, with one hand
on the breast of her husband, and the
olker on the neck of her brother; ,her
: raised her streaming face with look o
unutterablc despair, and shrieked the wilt
8 crv'of the atheist into the vault of Hea
ven
Hope is dclusion, and faith a lie.'
!, Then she bounded to her feet, gave
4 frantic leap toward the triple murderer
and fell PROSTATE. before, him q exclaime
y in tones of terrible entreaty, inexpres
!. sibv mournful, like the wall of los
+ soul
q %, man of blood Shelley! Give m
back my husband and brother; give m
!. faith and hope once more, and will be
lieve there is God!'
). Then said mentally, L would not b
that assassin for the dominion of all til
i planets the diadem of the stars
Il But he, the unfeeling fend, laughed
low, sneering chuckle in her face, an
s. wipng his CORY knife upon his sleeve
u shouted:
=. Come, boys, let's 60 to the grocer
q and drink The rascals are dead, an
our counter shall be free for a week.
ia And the clique and their satellites a
joined in a mad spree that lasted till Ii
II next morning.
- - In the mean time the people appeare
" absolutely supplied. They collected
II. groups, looking sadly into each other
n. faces, yet scarcely daring to whisper the
+ disapprobation of the damning deed, ar
of taking no steps 10 arrest the assassin
" whose drunken shouts reverbelaled ,hro
out the village. If the truth must b
ie told, the citizens were concerned for the
ID own personal safety They knew th
y within that grocery were twenty de
e. peradoes, and more than hundred loa'
~ ed muske,s.
~ - The clique had friends, too, in he SO
- thern division of the county, where Il
y. " Cane Hill Lynchers, under Captain MAJ
~ ~ Bead, had only five days previously, hur
ID six men on the same gallows tree. III
H. II. consciousness OF these facts hung like
bo mountain of iron on the hearts of Il
h. h. bewildered people, paralyzing all the
no energies, end lettering their lips to .
of lence.
he There was an exception, however,
m this singular state of terror-an exec
lis ton that manifested itself in a stran
way. There had recently settled in Fa
ID ettervilIe, young attorney by the mar
h. of Albert Willis, as might be read on t
~ small sign-board hung before the door
to his humble office and no one then kne
or cared to know more about the unpr
h. tending stranger, who, with his wife a,
he one little babe, lived in poor style and
he utter seclusion.
His face never darkened the entrau
is Of the grocery; his voice never sound
in the broils Of the gaming table;
rs never attended the balls, or churches
nd the village.
But he might often be seen wanderi
to at the evening hour, with an open "
ume in his hand, his gaze alternately gls
20 cling from its leaves to the western sky,
a if dividing his attention betwixt the the
of the immortal dead and the works
ed ever>living nature. 1t was reported. a
ice that the bacchanals, "a they reeled lo
lie. near the morning hour, always saw
IN, rays of candle twinkling from the W
his dow of his study. Indeed, Bell had o
'cularly pronounced him a crazy stude'