Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1857-1865, 1858-11-05

had noticed the dark eyes OF George
Thornton glow with peculiar light when
she hurst into a merry laugh or gayly tap
ped Erl in mock anger with her fan. As
we were going out, Luta stood little
apart. She had treated poor George
shamefully all the evening He went up
and spoke to her.
"No, thank you" with a naughty toss
of her head, and turned coldly away to
greet with smile the advancing Erl AS
George went out, saw that his face was
CHASTITY pale, and the peculiar light that /
had noticed before was in his eyes.
had at the time a severe cough, and
kind Mrs. B. had only that morning been
telling me of a sovereign remedy of her
own compounding, which would be sure to
cure it, and she now insisted that should
reUlain until the servant brought a jar,
which she had prepared When it came,
the company had all departed but myself.
So, bidding adieu, l turned into a path
which led across the fields o my lodgings.
At short distance from the house, dog
came bounding after me, which | recognize
ed as Brl's $50, Pompey, you have mis-
sed your master" said I, caressing him
"well, you may go home with me this
time" The moon was near her full, but
dark clouds were now and then dashing
across her, giving us shadow and light
From some cause, know not what, a
strange foreboding of evil came over me
as | strolled along the path. An owl across
the field uttered her strange, wild note.
which sounded thrilling and fearful in the
dim night. AS l thought of my cosy
room and my warm fire, | hurried with
accelerated speed across the common,
when l came to-horrible uspicion--what
seemed to be a murdered woman, and l
fell heavily forward. I soon regained my
feet, and lifted up into the cold moonlight
the fair form of Luta Somers. Almost at
the same moment long, low mournful
howl came to my ears from Pompey, who
had strangely darted off into the woods
| The nearest house was fifty rods away,
and to that hastened with the dropping
form Of Luta, knowing not whether she
was dead or alive. "There has been foul
play" l said, when had succeeded in
rousing farmer Jones from his slumbers
"Let your wife take Luta, and do you get
a light, and we will see why Pompey howls
so long and mournfully." We soon reach
ed the spot where l had found Luta, and
striking out, guided by the piteous tones
of the dog, we came to a thick clump Of
bushes which grew upon the borders of a
pond.
We observed by the way that the grass
= was beaten down, and some dark blood
stains were upon it. "Hold the light,
said stout farmer Jones' "and will solve
this dreadful mystery" and he plunged
into the thicket In minute he came
back with a CHASTITY face and silently
beckoned me to him. With the colo
sweat of horror bursting from every pore
] obeyed the summons, and soon stood by
the cold and lfeless body Of Erl Redcliffe
I, The faithful dog would first lick his deac
masters CHASTITY face, and then lifting hi
head toward heaven, set up his piteou
- howl of woe.
We bore the body to the house. Luti
was recovered from her swoon and wa
anxiously awaiting our return Long anc
loud was the shrek that went up from he
pale lips when we laid before her the bod,
:, Of her murdered lover. She threw hersel
:, upon him in an agony of despair, and he
! white dress was stained with his crimson
gore. at was l that did this" she said
at was | that goaded Geoge to this terri
!, BILE deed Oh merciful God, forgive 7
and she alternately knelt and locke
= heaven ward, and fell upon the dead bod
of her lover.
10 1t was a heart rending scene, and tn
> good farmer and his wife as we'll as my
self wept heartily. 1t was long an
or fearful night. She would not leave h
"a body, and we could not tear her away
m At length, as the cold gray light of morr
ID ing stole in through the easement, she fe
in exhausted to the floor, and sank to Sleep
,s A coroncrs jury was summoned. In e.
n aminiug the spot where the body had lai
Mt small silver hilted and jewel-mountc
he dagger was found stained with blood.
cd Upon it was engraved the initials sc. T
On It was recognized as one which had bee
or seen in the possession of George Thornto
n and fitted exactly the wound which pierre,