M'arthur Democrat. (McArthur, Vinton County, Ohio) 1853-1865, 1857-02-12

everlasting smile Of rosy lips so arch,
/ ed, so serene, 80 like starlight, anc
yet possessing the power of magic OF
of magnetism, to thrill the beholder''
heart.
AS the unfortunate girl, SO tasteful
ly dressed, so incompatible as to per
sonal charms, calm and smiling, tool
her place before the bar of the judge
a murmur OF admiration arose from
the multitude, which the prompt in
terposition of the court, by stern or
der of "silence," could scarcely re-
dress from swelling to a deafening
cheer. The Judge turned to the pris
oner:
Emma Minor, the court has been
informed that your counsel, Col. Lin
ton, is sick; have you employed an
other!"
She answered in voice sweet as
the nightingale, and clear as the song
of the sky-lark:
"My enemies have bribed all the
lawyers-even my oaon, TO be Sick;-
but God will defend the inno'
cent! "
At this response, so touching in its
simple pathos a portion of the audit
ors buzzed applause, and the rest
wept. On the instant, however, the
stranger, whose appearance had pre-
viously excited so much merriment,
started to his feet, approached the
prisoner, and whispered something in
her ear. She bounded six inches
from the floor, uttered a piercing
shrek, and then stood trembling as il
in the presence ola ghost from eterni'
ty; while the singular being, who
had caused her unaccountable emotion
addressed the court in his sharp ring
ing voice, sonorous as the sound o.
bell-metal:
"May it please your honor, | viii
assume the task Of defending the la
dy."
Z" What!" exclaimed the aston
ed judge, are you a licensed attor
noy?n
"The question is irrelevant and i'm
material" replied the stranger with
venomous sneer, las the recent statute
entities any person to act as coun,
sci at the request of party"
"But does the prisoner request it9''
inquired the judge.
"Let her speak for herself"
"I d." was the answer, as a long
drawn sigh escaped, that seemed to
rend her very heart strings.
The case Immediately progressed,
and as it had a tingle of romatic myste-
ry, we will epitomise the substance Of
the evidence. About twelve months
before, the defendant had arrived in
the village, and opened an establish
ment OF millinery. Residing in a
room connected with her shop, and
all alone, she prepared the articles Of
her trade with uGwearied labor and
consummate taste. Her habits were Sc
cluded, modest and retiring; and
hence she might have hoped to avoid
notorietv but for the perilous Gift OF
that extraordinary beauty, which too
often, and to the poor and friendlesa
always proves a curse. She was soon
sought after by all those glittering
fre.fies Of passion, the profession OF
whose lie, everywhere, is seduction
and ruin. But the beautiful stranger
rejected them all with unutterable
scorn and loathing. Among these re.
iected admirers was one of charac.
ter from which the fair milliner had
everything to fear. Hiram Shore be-
longed to a family at once opulent, in
fuential and dissipated. He wai
himself licentious, brave and teroci
ously revengeful-the most famous
duelist in the Southwest. 1t was gen
orally known that lie had made ad
vances to win the favor of the lovely
Emma-and had shared the fate
all other wooers-a disdainful re
pulse.
At 9 o'clock on Christmas night
1887, the people of Lewisburgh wer,
startled by a loud scream, as of one il
mortal terror; while following that
with scarcely an interval, came sue
cessive reports of fire arms, one, two
three--a dozen deafeuing roars.-
They few to the shop of the milliDer
whence the sounds proceeded, pushed
h back the unfastencd door, and scene
Of horror was presented. There she
stood in the center of the room, Will
a revolver in each hand, every barre
discharged, her features pale-hel
eyes flashing wildly, but her lips part
/ ed with a fearful smile. And there
at her feet, weltering in his warm
blood, his bosom literally riddled
with bullets, lay the all.dreaded duel
list, Hiram Shore, gasping in the last