Kenosha tribune and telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1855-1855, 1855-02-22
leave this old rat-trap tomorrow don't


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leave this old rat-trap tomorrow don
you
Yes
Very good. Then well give your land
lady pyoofof our solid regard Here
and he took a piece Of coal from the hearth
as he spoke-I'I chalk out the old lady o.
this closet door. Load The pistols-it's
about twelve PAGES from the other side OF
the room-and wen put more balls into
the old feminine, than she puts pepper
corns into her mock turtle soup
A general yell of approval greeted this
novel proposition, amid which Tom gravely
proceeded to sketch what he called a re-
markably correct portrait of the mistress OF
the house; and Harry Pierce sat to work to
load the pistols. When Harry had finish.
ed he claimed the first shot for his pains:
which Tom claimed for the same reason, in
sisting that as tie had set up the windmill,
he ought to tilt at it. A mock alteration
followed, which was finally settled by a
toss up, which Harry won. lie graspetl
the pistol accordingly and fired.
a noise of something followed. The
conclusion had disturbed the dead body,
which in falling had struck side shell and
overturned some books, We all started
Needham however did not notice i. and
presenting his pistol fred again, but entire
ly too low, exclaiming when he saw the
result There's a ball in her ladyship'9
calf, by Jupiter
Harry turned to nae as white as ashes,
and said: Did you hear anything?
4 did, / replied, The ball from your
pistol, and be hanged TO you, has upset
some of my books | suppose.
'Oh, my God' exclaimed Harry, 4 have
4 terrible presentment. Sur pose my broth
er should have hid himselfin the closet
And. he sank down on the chair as he
spoke. We gathered round him. and Tom
Needham burst into a fit Of laughter
Upon my soul. said he you are worse
than the bakers daughter Here he cried
in squeaking tone. If were to be mar
ried, and were to have a little baby, and it
were to come here ana to get into the oven
and be burned to death--5oo--hoop Then
resuming his natural tone he exclaimed
You are the m stridculous fools, the whole
of you. ever saw. Have you any brandy
in your den? must have little to re-
vive NE, after this scene. You'd better
give Harry some. Lord knows lie needs
ito
My heart throbbed with q strange de-
light The web of my difficulties was be-
ing rapidly unravelled-My escape was al
most certain; but what if they should dis
cover the fracture? [ walked boldly for
ward to the closet, and placing my hand on
the cath knob, said-'in order to dissi-
pate your doubts. I'll open the mystery
AS spoke threw the door wide op en-,
Mine was an affected shout, but not so
that of the rest. shall never forget the
wild shrek of despair which left tie bos-
ON of Harry Pierce, as he knelt forward
and raised the body his brother, ror the
terrible tones of that boarse whisper, in
which he said Il am a Cain-God forgive
my folly' and then sank into the arms of
Tom Needham.
My companions examined the body
The ball, of Harry had evidently gone
through his heart. The absence of blood
was at once accounted forby inward bleed
ing: and as we wero examining the body,
we heard the shrll voice OF our hostess out
side Seeding because we were firing pistols
and shrieking in our room.
A debate now ensued in regard TO the
disposal of the dead body. l knew that
the blow on the head would be discovered.
if the thing was divulged; and at once
suggested that we had better bury the body
secretly. / told them that it could be pack
in the long box which lay there; and that
one Of us could meet the conveyance out
OF town, take it to some out Of the way spot
where 1 would assist to bury the body. In
the meanwhile, Needham could purchase
coffin, and other necessary materials rs
though to send it of 10 the country; and
at night we could bury It,
Harry Pierce made no opposition, he
was incapable of anything. TIE plan was
carried out IS suggested; and each part
ed. The rest were convinced, and think
that a brother had been the unwilling muir
derer of brother, Harry Pierce died last
year in a mad-house, and | am here TWEEN
ty years after, with grey hairs on my head
and an uncloNled reputation, to tell you
the tale.
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