The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1855-05-31
NO. 28.

The sheriff took the knife and opened 1t
The point of the blade was broken off
He took the piece from the hands Of tue
doctor and applied it to the broken blade.
1t fitted-it was the missing piece !"
"Ha, ha, ha |" half wildly, haIy bys-
terically laughed Mary Carol. That Is
Caspar Bagroons knife !"
"You lie you she-dcvil" rOared the
villain.
"No, she don't Caspar," said Phil Kan
augh. awe all know that knife"
"Ay,' cried Mary, "and he drew it up
on me, too. Listen, hearts Of Tyrone
That bad man came to my house, and
he insulted me. He taunted me because
Corney Drake had been convicted of muir
der. tried to fee from him, but he caught
me and drew that knife, and sWore he'd
kill me if I screamed. [ sank upon ny
knees, and grasping him by the ankles,
tripped him up and then fed. He drop
ped his knife and forgot to pick it uP, and
when returned l found it. [ knew he
had done the murder, for | saw blood
upon his shirt sleeve; but when saw that
broken blade l believed that God had pro-
vided way for me to prove it. l have
proved it. You all see it. Bagroon -
the real murderer, and Corney is free ~
The sheriff may have tried to quell the
noise, brt he certainly failed, for the en-
thusasm of an Irish crowd is not to be
bushed.
The new trial went summariiy on
The identity of the knife was proved at
starting. Phil Kanaugh swore that be
met Bagroon coming from the bog short
time before he came across Corney, but
he thought nothing Of it at the time nor
had it occurred to him since. In less than
half an hour the word "guilty' sounded
upon the ears of the villain.
"It's lie lie! Curse ye ALL" be
yelled, and in a moment when he caught
the chance, he sprang towards Mary.
He did not reach her, however, for Phil
Kanaugh pushed forward his foot and
tripped him up. Bagroon was at fell
speed, and when he was thus thrown from
his feet be fell forward with a fearful i'm
petus, and his neck struck the sharp edge
of an oaken bench. An instant be re-
mained with his head looping over upon
the seat, and then his body rolled over
upon the floor. There we're two or three
long struggles-a crimson stream started
forth from his mouth-and lie was no
more The fall had broken bis neck -
His fair victim had escaped him.
''God did that :" said Mary.
"God did it :" cried they all,
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Mary Carol held the order for Corney
brakes release in her hand. She rushed
wildly to Che jail, and an hundred young
men and old followed her.
"Free. free!' she cried, as she fell upon
her lovers bosom. COrney, dear Corney,
you are free" I"
The jaior came and knocked of the
shackles from the young mans feet and
hands, but before he could gain sense E.
nough 70 speak, his cell was filed with
men. They caught him in their arms and
bore him to the street, where they placed
him in carriage they had dragged from
from the sherihfs stable, and seating the
heroic Mary by bis side they proceeded
to the fair girls cottage. Shouts Of JOY
rent the air, and hundred lips blessed
the saved and the saviour.
Ere many weeks had passed away those
people were shouting and singing again.
This time there was a wedding, and Cor
ney and Mary were the happy couple.