Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1855-05-25

said, as he turned, at length. to leave
the Office.
81 will go there immediately" was
answered.
"Bring him home, if possible"
"My very best efforts shall be made,"
Judge Hammond bowed, and went
out hnrriedly.
"Do you know the number Of the
room occupied by the man Green?"
asked the gentleman. Ms soon as his
visitor had retired.
"Yes, it is No. H."
willy has not been home since last
night. His father. at this late day
suspects Green TO be n gambler! The
truth flashed upon him only yesterday.
ard this, added to his other sources Of
trouble, is driving him, so he says,
almost had. As friend, he wish
es me to 60 to the "Sickle and Sheaf,"
and try and find Willy. Have you
seen any thing ofhim this morning?"
answered in the negative.
On the landing, as we reached the
lower passage, we met Mrs. Slade. I
had not, during this visit at Cedarville,
stood face TO face with her before. Oil
what wreck SIZE presented, with
her pale, shrunken countenance, hol-
low, lustreless eyes, and bent, and
feeble body. What a haunting and
sternly rebr King spectre she must have
moved, daily before the eyes of her
husband.
"Have you roticed Mr. Green about
this norning?" l asked.
''He hasn't cone down from his
room yet she replied.
care you certain?" asked my COM
panIon. Il knocked at the door just
now, but received 40 answer"
"What do you sant with him?"
asked Mrs. Slade, fixing her eyes up
Oh us.
We are in search Of Willy Hammond,
and it has been suggested that he is
with Green
knock twice lightly, and then three
times more firmly" said Mrs. Slade;
and as she spoke, she glided past us
with noiseless tread.
Shall we 60 up together?'
did not object, for. although. 1
had no delegated right Of intrusion,
my feelings were SO much excited
in the case, that went forward,
scarcely renecting on the propriety Of
SO doing.
The signal knock found instant an
swer. The door was softly opened. and
the unshaven face of Simon Slade
presented itself.
"Mr. Jacobsl' he said, with sur
prise in his tone. ''Do you wish to
see me?"
No. sir;I wish to see Mr.. Green,"
and with quick, firm pressure against
the door, he pushed il wide open. The
same party was there that l had seen
on the night !before-Green, Willy,
Judge Lyman and Slade. On the ia
bic at which the three former were sit
ting. were cards, slips of paper. an
inkstand and pens, and pile of bank
notes. On side table, or rather, but
ler's tray, were bottles, decanters and
alasses.
Judge Lymanl Is it pcssibleP ex-
claimed Mr.. Jacobs, the name Of my
companion. Il did notexpect to find
you here
Green instantly swept his hands over
the table to secure the money and
bills il contained; but, ere he had ac-
complished his purpose, young Ham,
mond grappled three or four narrow
strips ofpoper, and hashly:.torc them
into shreds.
You're cheating scoundrell' cried
Green. forcely, thrusting his hand in.
to his bosom, as il to draw from thence
n weapon; but the words were scarce
ly uttered. ere Hammond sprung upon
him with the fierceness of tiger, bear
ing him down on the floor. Both
hands we're already about the gamb-
spectators could interfere, and drag
him off, Green was purple in the face.
and nearly strangled.
Call me acheating scoundreP said
Hammond, foaming in the mouth, as
he spoke-'Me! whom you have fol-
lowed like thirsty bloodhond! Me!
whom you have robbed, cheated. and
debased from the beginningl Oh! for
pistol to rid the earth Of the BLACKLIST
hear ted villain that walks its surface.
Let me go, gentlemenl | have moth
ing left in the world to care for-there
is no consequence l fear. Let me
do society one good service before l
diep
And with one vigorous effort, he
swept himself clear of the hands that
were pinioning him, and sprung again
upon the gambler with the fierce en-
ergy of a savage beast. BY this time,
Green had got his knife free from its
sheath, and, as Hammond was closing
upon him in his blind rage, plunged it
into his side. Quick almost as light.
ming, the knife was withdrawn, and two
more stabs inflicted, ere we could sieze
and disarm the murderer. AS we did
SO, Willy Hammond fell over with a
deep groan, the blood flowing from his
side.
OH the anguish of the father, who
had quickly heard Of the dreadful oc-
currence, when this announcement was
made. / never saw such fearful agony
in any human countenance. The calm
est o: all the anxious group was
Willy himself. On his fathers face
his eyes were fixed as if by kind of
fascination.
"Are you in much pain. my poor
boy?' sobbed the old man, STOPPING
over him, until his long white hair
mingled with the damp locks of the
sufferer.
Not much. father" was the whis-
pered reply. Don't speak of this
to mother yet? I'm afraid 1t will kill
her.
What could the father answer
Nothing! And he was silent.
Does she know it?' A shadow went