Monmouth weekly herald. [volume] (Freehold, N.J.) 1854-1860, 1859-09-22
IORNING SEPTEMBER %. 1859.

WoIlo Is Iuil OF such friends, who Civ
their aid oily when trouble is over. Th,
sun should shine in the night, such times
Hey, mare.
The mare did not answer, but made
the best Of her way to the neighborins
village, where her rider now determined
| 70 stop, recruit, and pass half d day al
least.
Dirty, drenched, sore with travel and
haggard as he was, it may be supposed
| that he did dot feel over Commemorative
to the people at the tavern. who stared
at the stranger the harder. They thought
him not at all prepossessing poor, proud
nc baggage, and very likely no money.
The mare, however, was stalled not
without being closely regarded by every
eye,
May I never eat meat" said one,
if that isn't Amos Dunbar's mare,
julie
1 wish Imay be shot if don't think
| 50 too. White fore feet, and Just such a
shape, height, and gait, name and tail at
any rate.
Couldn't be possible said another.
He left here yesterday, to be gone week,
he said, and he would not allow any man
but himself to ride his mare"
But there she is, hoWsomeyer," in
sisted the others and they went out
to tho barn, to re assure themselves.
Meanwhile the stranger ha3ing gone
in to wash and make his garments some
what more tidy. disclosed to the land
Elord heavy cash upon the side Of his
/ head, which he bathed, aud calling for a
plaster, dressed it:
How did you get that wound, friend p
asked tke landlord curiously.
= A falling bough, in the storm last
night" was the answer, carelessly. I" ]
did not think it was so severe a cut. So
much to do to manage my horse, I hard.
/ " gave ~ a thought. =
"" Where might you be from sir r. con.
tinued the landlord, not exactly satisfied
| ] might be from any Quarter Of the
world you choose" said the stranger.
g and if | told you from England, / don t
know that it would nfake you any wiser.
Don't begin to tatecHise q tired man.
If | pay my way, that's all you need
wish Of me-"
u
ordered table ready for his bluff visi
tor. Pm not sure that this fellow
amt rough customer, and suspic ous
character. Eli keep an eye on him 2"
While the stranger was at breakfast,
those who had been to- inspect the horse
re-asserted that it, was no other than
Amos Dunbar's mare, and whispering to
the Ian dlord about it, they agreed to ask
the. stranger how she came in o his pos
session, as soon as Ire had finished his
meal.
He had heap Of money about him
when he went away yesterday" said the
innkeeper, shaking his head in sinister
manner.
. Look here, stranger" said one of the
villagers, as he rose from the table and
came forth, amt that same Dunbar
mare, that you rid here?
81 don't know him. Why do you ask ~
said the stranger, frowning at what he
considered village impertinence.
But we know his mare and that's
her, as sure as snakes in Yirgf4ia. He
left here, where he lives, yesterday after
noon, on her back and you must have
met HIM, else how COME you by this
horse ~
I" ! have ridden her abort two hundred
miles, aud so she couldn't we'll have been
here, yesterday" replied the stranger,
vexed at the auspicious chances which
were cast upon him, and attributing them
to- the insoleDce which soiled exterior
sometimes invites from the low minded.
Without staying to hear their replies,
be turned his back suddenly upon them
and proceeded to the turn, where he took
from the saddle large leathern pocket
book, and concealing it about his person
returned to the house.
Il had forgotten that" he reflected, =
Without money, might, indeed give
cause TO saspcion."
boy in the barn had noticed the act.
and hearing that The man was a suspected
hersothief He ran in and told the land
lord.
Suspicion now increased against the
stranger. Why didn't he tell a straight
story? Where did he get the wound on
his head. Why did he falsify about the
mare? Why was he so close minded?
Amos Dunbar was widely known as a
wealthy man, and his favorite, Julie, was
equally well known il the village. He
had ridden away With her the day before,
with large sum Of money. Now, a
stranger had come back with her. preten-
ding not to have seen him! What did
alt CHS mean?
The landlord sent at once for Mrs.
Dunbar, who came in great haste, identi-
fed the mare, even the saddle and now
joined in the painful belief that the trav-
eler had murdered her husband for HIS
money, and fed upon his beast, not deem
ing that be was coming to the very
place Where he Would be most easily de-
tected.
The ire of the people at the tavern
was aroused. and they again confronted
the stranger, having procured a consta-
bic; aud to his dire alarm, the mare hay