The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1855-05-31

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quite late. She feared not the return of
Casper Bagroon, for her heart had been
strong by the strange conviction that some
superhumanpower was aiding her, and she
even felt happy in the assurance that she
should succeed in her efforts. She opened
her tinder-box, and having lighted can
die she bolted her door and windows, and
was turning towards her bedroom when
her eye caught an object that lay upon the
floor at the further extremity of the a.
partment. She went to it and picked it
up. 1t was Bagroon's clasp knye!
In all probability the villains fall had
so thumped his head that he entirely for
got the knife he had dropped. Mary
knew it, for she saw it when he pulled it
out that same evening, and she had often
seen it before, and, more than all, she
knew that half the people in the village
could swear to its identity, for there was
none other like it, Casper having made
the handle himself from curiously carved
bog
For full FIVE minutes Mary stood and
gazed upon that knife. The blade was
open, and she thoughtfully ran her thumb
along its edge. Then she closed it, and
placing it carefully in her bosom, she
sought her chamber. She laid down upon
her bed, but not to sleep, for her mind
was too busy, too active, too much excited,
for that. 1t could not be lulled into for
getfulness, nor yet into dreams. 1t dwelt
- +bo 1,nd of fooko oDd ooo1 calculations
The next morning Mary was up before
the sun, and throwing on her bonnet and
shawl, she FASTENED to the house of the
sheriff. This sheriff acted both in the
capacity of an executive and coroner }
She had to wait sometime for him to make
his appearance, but he came at length.
"You here again" he uttered, with
sleepy yawn.
"Yes, sir,-and l have important bus
iness, too. Were you not the coroner who
examined the body of old Magdull?"
"Yes." The sheriff opened his eyes,
and began to wake up.
"Was the body opened ?"
"No,-of course not. The pedler was
dead-stabbed two or three times-and
we knew who did it,"
"You did not know who did it, Mr.
Sheriff you did not know, L say, or you
never would have put an innocent man in
Jail and had him convicted of the murder.
Is the body buried :"
"Yes,-over week ago." returned the
officer, looking upon the girl in state of
utter astonishment.
"Then it must be dug up. Dig it up,
sir, and I'll prove to you that Corney
Drake did not do the bloody deed !! Will
you do it, sirl" Say, will you do it ?"
The Sheriff began to be deeply interes-
ted in the matter, for there was something
more in the manner of the girl than idle
raving.
"NIost assuredly,' he replied, eff you
can give me good reason. Whom do
you suspect !"
eff l tell you he may escape"
"No,-he shall be arrested"
"Then twas Casper Bagroon."
The sheriffs eyes snapped.
"Can you prove it?'
"Dig up the body and see. God will
not suffer the guilty to escape. Dig up the
body and let the doctor examine it.
"Caspar BagroOnisa a dangerous fellow"
uttered the officer, "and l think him just
the man to have done such deed. If l
had reasons I'd arrest him this very morn
ing"
"You have reasons. l believe ne did
the murder. l accuse linn Of IL! Is not
that enought"
Ill arrest him, by the saints, l will.
He needed it long ago"
"And you'll have the body dug up, too y
eyes"