Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1856-09-25
CHAPTER Y.

- People were surprised when casper Ba
groom was arrested for the murder of the ped
lar, but none were sorry. Public opinion
turned like weather cock ere the evidence
had been produced.
The body of the pedlar was brought into
the court, and the doctor was there to ex
anime the wounds Casper Bagroon was
there, and though his bosom heaved, and
features were distorted by the fercest pas
sion, yet he spoke not word. He turned
his flashing eyes upon Mary Carroll, and
grated his teeth together like the stone of a
mill. He seemed to forget that this was
working against him.
The doctor began to probe the Wounds
The first went to the heart, but there found
nothing. The second was further towards
the centre of the breast, and seemed to have
been severe one. The skin was cut away,
and in few moments more the operator ut.
tered slight exclamation.
What is it? What is it I? quickly asked
Mary, springing forward
'Wait moment returned the doctor
and as he spoke, he produced pair of for.
ceps.
He applied them to the incision he had
made, and after two unsuccessful efforts, he
drew forth piece of metal which had been
driven through the cartilage between the left
ribs and the sternum, and which, upon ex-
animation, proved to be the point of knife
Here here! cried Mary, at the same
time drawinga clasp knife from her bosom.
"You'll know to whom this belongs. Try
it try it
The people crowded eagerly forward-
The Sheriff took the knife and opened it
The point of the blade was broken off, He
took the piece from the hands of the doctor
and applied it to the broken blade. 1t fit
ted-it was the missing piece.
sHa, ha, ha! half wildly, half hysterical-
laughed Mary Carroll. That's Casper Ba-
groon's knife !?
Aye cried Mary, 'and he drew it upon
me, tuo. listen, hearts Of Tyrone. That
bad man came to my house and insulted
me. He taunted me because Coney Drake
had been convicted of murder, I tried to
flee from him, but he caught me and drew
that knife, and swore he'd kill me if 7
screamed. I sank upon my knees, and gras-
ping him by the ankles, I tripped him up
and then fed. He dropped his knife and
forgot to pick it up, and when l returned [
found it. I knew that he had done the
murder, for saw blood upon his shirt sleeve;
but when saw that broken blade, belize
we'd that God had provided way to prove
it. 1 have proved it. You all see it. Ba-
groom is the real murderer, and Coney is
free !
The Sheriff may have tried to quell the
noise, but he certainly failed, for the enthu-
siasm of an Irish crowd is not to be hushed.
The new trial went summarily on. The
identity of the knife was proved at the star
ting Phil Kanaugh swore that he met
Bagroon coming from the bog short time
before he came across Coney, but he thought
nothing of it at the time, nor had it occur
red to him since. In less than half an hour
the word GUILTY. sounded upon the ears
of the villain.
1T is lie Curse ye all ! he yelled, and
in moment, when he caught the chance,
he spraug towards Mary.
He did not reach her, however, for Phil
Kanaugh pushed forward his foot and trip
ped him up. Bagroon was at full speed,
and when he was thrown from his feet, fell
with fearful impetus, and his neck struck
the sharp edge of an oaken bench. An in
slant he remained with his head looping
over upon the seat and then his body rolled
upon the floor. There were two or three
long struggles-a crimson stream started
forth from his mouth, and he was no more !
The fall had broken his neck His fair
victim escaped him.
God did that ! cried Mary.
God did it p cried they all.
Mary Carroll held the order for Coney
brakes release in her hand. She rushed
wildly to the 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 freep
The jailor came and knocked off the
shackles from the young mans feet and
hands, but before he could gain time to
speak his cell was filled with men. They
caught him in their arms and bore him to
the street, where they placed him in car
riage they had dragged from the sherif's
stable, and seating the heroic Mary by his
side, they proceeded to the fair girls cottage
Ere many weeks had passed away, there
was a wedding, and Corney and Mary were