Cedar Falls gazette. [volume] (Cedar Falls, Iowa) 1860-1895, 1860-05-18

~" Go on!" cried one Of the policemen be-
hind e.putting his hand on my shoulder

9 SEQ on!'' cried one Of the policemen be
. hind me. putting his hand on my shoulder
= My terror was no longer instructive, when
saw before me the court which had sketche
. the nfghfkcfcrc; walls garnishcd with hooks
the wood pile, the ladder, the rabbit-hut, tn
hen-coop, etc. Not sky light, great or small
high or low, not a cracked window-pane, no
, a single detail had been omitted. was thun
der-struck at this strange revelation.
Near the well were the two Judges. A
3 their feet was the old woman, living on he
. back, her long gray hair struggling over he
form, her face livid, her eyes unnaturall,
! wide, her tongue between her teeth. It wa,
! a horrible spectacle! r b ia -g f3.aes4 o..
4" Well" said Van Spreckdal, in a solemn
tone, what have you to say yy'' NV"
was silent III @ltS '7} b.t .tsa ~
y" Do you confess that you threw this ~wo
man. Thcrest Becker, into this well, aftc,
having strangled her, that you might stea
her money?'
""No," cried "no; I do not know this
woman. Ihave never seen her. May Goo
help mel a,,W " n E.s9'rs q
q" That is enough" he replied, in a dry
voice, and departed with his companion.
was carried back to the prison in a state OF
profound stupidity. knew not what to
think. My conscience, even, began to trouble
me.g asked myselfif had not really assas.
Slnated the old woman. 1passed wretchetl
night of doubt, bewdement, despair. p e'
-5 With the dawn some of my black thoughts
disappeared. | felt more confidence i'm N.Y.
self, and, at the same time, desire to see
what was going on in the world Without
Other prisoners before me had climed to the
narrow aperture. They had dug holes in
the wall, that they might mount more easily.
climbed there lii my turn, and when, stretch
ing my neck forward, saw the crowd, the
life, the movement, tears flowed abundantly
down my cheeks. | thought no longer OF
suicide. l experienced the strongest desire
to live. They might condemn me to the
hardest labor, might attach cannon ball to
my leg, if they would only let me live; Ia
live was to be happy ra@T7 frs ts8ra-~
;. The old market opposite my window, with
its rook like an eXtinguisher resting on heavy
pillars Offered fine spectacle The old wo.
rner, seated by their basket Of vegetables, their
cages of poultry and Baskets of eggs behind
them; the Jews, old clothes dealers, with
faces the color of lockwood; the butchers,
with naked arms, chopping meat at their
stalls the peasants, with large felt hats plan
ted onthe nape of the neck, their hands be-
hind their backs, and, smoking TRANQUILITY
their pipes; then the noise, the tumult of the
crowd, the tones of the voice, the expressive
gesture, the unexpected attitude, which be-
trayed at a distance the progress of dispute,
or paint the character of an indivdual--all
this, s,captivated me; and in spite of my sad
position, felt happy to be in the world.
q While was looking on, a man passed,
with his back bent bearing an enormous
quarter of beef on his shoulders. His arms
were,naked, his elbows in the air, and his
head inclined on his breast. His floating
hair, ike that Of Salvator'ss' Sicambre,' - con-
cealed his face ), and yet, at the first glance,
thrill ran through my veins. ,, .v..g -
1T is her - exclaimed
The blood rushed to my heart. descen-
ded into my cell Ny whole frame tremblcd.
1T is he!' 1 stammered, with a half
chokcd voice. He is there-therc-an |
i am bound to die to expiate his crime
What shall do ? what shall | do /? " -
A sudden thought from heaven Inspired
me, put my hand into my pocket-my
crayons were there Then, springing to the
wall, began to trace the scene of the mur-
der with almost supernatural energy. No
more uncertainty, no more hesitating exper-
iments. knew the man / had seen him.
reproduced him before me- ,Ht'utFE5H ss.g.
AT ten o'clock the jailor7 appeared in INV
cell, His owlish stupidity gave place to adj
miration.s -, ,.--..-t
"Is it possible p he cried standing on the
sf'" Go seek my judges,'' I said, pursuing
my work with increased exutation. ts-1....
"a : They are waiting for you in the crimson
hal" }" he replied.
"'"T wish to make some revelation" con.
tinued, putting the last touch to my myste-
rious parsonage. y.irst-. r--.gl,f,,-..F
.g In few minutes the two Judges, came
They looked on Supplied, With one hand
extended to the picture, and trembling in
every limb, called out :---ss .1fsesH1 rGs3
There is the assassinn ~ fsfrrsr, F..
Ls;s. Van SSprecldal, after a moments silence
asked his name. ..s
| 81 do not know it," answered; "but he
is there now in the market, in the third stall
at the left, chopping meat. ."ezso<l III - .
"What do you think ofitYvssaid he, turn
ing towards his colleague.
"a : sIetthsm find the man, = replied the 9TH
or in q grave tone. te,sssI..,,.-. So. 4 .y,.7
E4oS Some Of the keepers went out to obey the
order. The judges rcmained Standing, look
! ing at the picture I sank down upon the
straw with my head between my knees, ex-
hausted with excitement. a.. u, r,n
J. TheFnoise of steps beneath the resounding
arches Of the, corridor aroused me. The man
entered. Van; ;Spreckdal ipointed in silence to
the picture. He looked at it a moment, turn
ed pale, then, with q roar which chilled us
with terror, he, struck out hissnormous arms