The Council Bluffs nonpareil. [volume] (Council Bluffs [Iowa]) 1857-1867, 1858-10-16

They had seen nothing, known nothing: and
the party were on the point of going away,
when one of the police picked up on the
lawn gun with the barrel burst, and three
fingers of mans hand, which had evident
ly been blown of by tho explosion. Here
was clue. The purity Immediately set off.
and visited every house for miles around,
without finding any man with disabled
hand; but as they were returning from their
fruitless search, they passed the cottage of
Hennessey, the steward.
There's no occasion, my friends said
Mr.. Lawrence, 'for any Of you to come in
here; but III just step in for moment to
ask how poor Tom is to- day.
'lf you have no objection, Hugh,' said
Mr.. Synge, Ill 60 in with you,
They entered the house, where uennes.
sey's wife was ready to receive them, and
pour most voluble expressions of sorrow for
the poor darling masters misfortune,
But how is Tum?' asked Mr.. Lawrence,
moving towards the door of the inner room.
Il suppose can see him?o
Indeed, your honor had better not - said
the woman, earnestly. 'He's very bad in
his head, to-day, and Pm afeard Of my life
'tis the sickness (typhus fever) he's getting;
him.
'Oh, I'm not in the least afraid and gent
~ putting the woman aside, he went in fol-
lowed by Mr.. Synge.
The room was nearly dark, and they could
discern only the outlines of Hennessey's fig
ure in the bed. lie seemed scarcely able to
answer his masters kind inquiries, and
spoke in hoarse, tremulous whisper.
Wei, Tom, my pool fellow, Ill send
Dr. Taylor to see your before night. Good
bye.'
No, sir, thank ye, no doctor; Pll be quite
we'll Tomorrow exclaimed the sick man, in
clear, strong voice, whose strange tone
struck even the unsuspecting Lawrence.
Mr.. Synge Immediately flung the shutters
open and walked up to the bedside.
'Show me your hunds,' he said. No an
swer.
lie pulled down the bed clothes, and Hen
nessey's right hand appeared bound up
The next moment the police were called in,
the bandage removed, and the three fingers,
exactly corresponding to those picked up on
the lawn, were found wanting to the ghastly
bloody hand.
The hardened traitor said nothing; his
kind master burst into tears.
The sequel of this tale may be told in 4
few words. Hennessey was lodged in jail,
fully convicted at the next assizes, and IN ost
deservedy ezpiated his crime on the scat
fold.
There was one glcam Of comfort for Hugh
Lawrence, after Witnessing Hennessey's ar
rest; while getting on his horse at Mr..
Synge's gate, he thought he had heard a
faint whine, and looking down, he saw q
miserable little animal, with its hair si1ged
off, lying exhausted on the ground.
This was his little favorite terrier, which
had somehow crept out Of the burning ruins
and, with the wonderful instinct of her race,
had painfully tracked her masters foot
steps.
=. lie took her tenderly in his aims. Min
is found Minuy is safe.' was the cry
kough the house. And if Minny had been
The daughter and heiress of noble family,
more care could not have been bestowed on
her comfort and restoration.
The little animal was soon well enough to
accompany her master to England, whittier
some of her kind friends took HIM on q
tour, until the terrible scene Of Hennessey's
execution was over"