Clearfield Republican. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1851-1937, 1859-04-06
CLEARFIELD, PA, WEDNESDAY APRIL G, 1859

deck, retired into his state-room. closed
the door, and threw himself Mt full lenpth
upon his berth.
lis mental agitation was extreme. Re,
leased from the necessity of controlling
his emotion, he gave way to it, and uuiy-
cred IN every limb rs if in the paroXysm
OF an ague. There was not a shadow of
doubt in lis mind that no now possessed
the identical sleeve-buttons worn by his
father on the day he was killed, and which
had been abstrocted by the murderers. .-
The size, the shape, the embossed edges,
the small wart>like protuberance upon the
lower surface of one, and the initial letters
upon both of which wero those of his faith
er, were distinguishing peculiarities, dis.
tlnctly remembered by himself which
placed their identity beyond question:
LlghC was beginning, at last, to break upon
the darkness Of the wilderness tragedy
From the cloud which had hung over it
Tor more than thirty years, one fact had
now come forth, as II finger to point the
Avenger to the pathway he must 20. No
marvel that the sight and the identified.
tion OF the sleeye-buttons of his murdered
father should have produce I'd a tumult of
uncomfortable emotion in the mind of A.
Al. For nearly half the period al
lotted to the mortal life Of man, he had
sought and watched, but sought and
watched in vain, for some sign to mark
the way the assassins had gone, and he
must follow. And now the grace of acci.
dent, the GadiHGgc Of a moment, had re-
voaled what had been denied to the wis
dom OF the cunningest plans and the sDli-
citous search of years.
Daring the remainder of the trip to
Mobile, A. III remained except at
meal times, closely shut up in his State.
room, pondering upon the development
which had Just been made in the mystery
of his fathers MURDER and recalling all
the incidents Of the assassination. Memo
ry, faithful to its office, forgot not one of
the thrilling details. Reclining upon his
berth and gazing, as he often did, for
hours upon the buttons, he saw, in imagi.
nation, the whole bloody drama, with all
its accessories, from the commencement
to the close, reflected from their polished
surfaces. Maddened by the review, the
fires of vengeance burned ficrcely as ever
in his heart, kindling to even intenser
S'''i go ~ iO'NNN u pOll Nllt ululC memo
rials at once Of murdered father and an
injured son.
As soon as the boat reached Mobile. A..
Nj, despatching his baggage by a
porter to the hotel at Which he intended
to stop, set out with Ben for the shop at
which the buttons had been purchased
1t was easily found, being place much
ircquented by Ben and his associates. The
proprietor was a dark -visaged. sulen, sus-
picous-looking parsonage, with villain
ously low foreheard, and a standard of
morals no higher than his Uranium.
Displaying the sleeve-buttons upon the
counter, A. NJ inquired if they had
been sold at that shop to Ben, and if so,
how had the proprietor himself come into
the possession Of them. Staggered by the
blunt directness Of these interrogatories.
and apprehensiye, doubtless, that a detec,
tive, perhaps a police, investigation of
some sort was on foot, the huckster denied
fatty that he had either sold the buttons
to Ben, or had ever laid eyes or them be-,
fore.
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