The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1857-08-19
;upy an elevated position among his coun.


ry of an unfortunate being would be re-
ceived by the leader, who seemed to me
TO be stern and mistaken man; but far
superior in his views and feeling gs to the
rabbIe that followed at his heels. | en-
pected to see loathing and adherence
written upon his face, but, be, too, had
caught the spirit Of the mob, and was
drunken with excitement.
Bring him in !" shouted ne with
laugh, as he entered the shop, "his head
is our property now, and we must have
it cared for at our expense"
In another minute the unfortunate
man had been thrust into an arm chair,
and the barber, with trembling hands
for he well knew how trivial a circunl-
stance might call down the wrath of the
mob upon hlmself-was removing the
long growth Of beard from the face Of
their victim.
Bidding him be expeditions, the leader
of the mob returned to the door, and
stood calmly couversing with those around
him.
"lIe is shaved, sir" said the barber, in
trembling accents, after the lapse OF but
little more than a couple Of minutes.
Lets see if you have improved him,
Francois" answered the leader Of the rab.
ble, walking up, and gazing into the face
Of the prisoner, who had just risen from
his seat.
| did not have time to heed the many
unieeling gibes uttered by those of the
mob, who gathered around the man SO
strangely metamorphosed under the
hands Of the barber, for my whole atten-
ton was given 20 their leader, who plan.
ted himself in front of Carlton, and stood
gazing upon him fixedy and with sur.
prise. His contemptuous scow was
changed into be~idered and terrified
stare. The color fled froru his checks,
and bis face became fearfully pale. With
sudden movement he laid his trembling
hands upon the shoulders Of Carlton, and
almost choking with emotion, exclaimed,
IN tones OF intense agony
"Simeou, my brother, is it indeed
you!"
Starting at this unexpected address, Carl
ton raised his head, and their eyes met.
N'th glance ot recognition, he sprang
forward, and the brothers 90 long separc
ted were sobbing in each others arms.
1t was a painful and narrowing spec
tacIe, such as might have moved the most
obstinate to relent, whose humanity was
not altogether forgotten. But the die
was cast-the tiger thirst for blood was
excited, and vengeance had been awaken.
ed to slumber no more, till it had satialed
It's fury. 1t was too painful to witness
the separation Of the brothers, Who had
met after so long an absence. under cir.
cumstances SO peculiarly calculated to
sadden the last moments of the one, and
TO embitter the existence Of the other with
remorse that should aver slumber again,
nor cease from its bloody feas: upon a
living heart. it was too painful to wit
ness the terrible and agonizing struggles
of fellow being to ward off from a broth
er destruction which his own hands had
rendered inevitable. He had cast him
upon the bosom Of Niagara and guarded
him from struggling to lbe shore it was
too late to save him when he met the
place of brothers recognition, as lie
was sweeping on to the verge of the cat
aract.
There was now no longer any motive
to detain mere spectator, but the graft
fcation Of a morbid curiosity, which J
confess ! did not feel, and turned nv
back upon the crowd and hastened away,
desirous of escaping from sight of the
impending catastrophe. When / had
passed by many squares, the hopping of
the crowd caused me to look back and
I saw dark object dangling from
beam that projected above window.
1t needed not the confirmation which
received from the mouth Of spectator !;
an hour later, to satisfy me that the ell
der Carlton had perishcd at the hands Of
the mob.
4 X
Six mouths later | was sent for late at
night to pay professional visit to mi
ner Who had been stabbed in an affrav.
A glance satisfied me that he could not
live an hour, and saw no reason to con
cea the fact from him. lie received the
announcement sullenly and without exhib
iting any emotion. lie pulled a ring
from his finger and handed it to me with.
cut a word.
What do you wish me TO do with
this Z" asked |, regarding the ring atten.
lively on which was cut the initials, j.
K. Ii. "Did not meet you at Happier
scoldts on .be night Of Hargrove's mur.
der 2" asked /, as my eyes fell on deep
scar on his face, which | remembered to
have noticed.
"Aye and would to God you had new
er seen me there" replied he. That
ring is HargroVe's, do with it what you
will. II he has a mother send it to her.
| need not hide the fact now; il was l
that murdered him, and that bauble was
all gained by il; for his gold was safe
in the care Of bis friend, who was hung
for the murder that done. Ask me no
more questions--I would sleep now"
The assassin turned his head to the wall
and siept-his last sleep!
Mint jujeps are said to have been in.
vented by Virginia editor, who, having