The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1860-11-07
THE, DETECTED TRAITOR.
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BY WILLIAM c. PECK.

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Ths proud aud wealthy james A g,noor,
silk and velvet merchant of Broadway.
New York, was just entering his superb
Bazaar, as one of his clerks respectfully
ssalated him, and started to pass out.
-snaM Dr. Clair, shall desire your presence
atm my Office ere long said the merchant;
40 not leave the store. until have spoken
with yon
There was an ominous sternness in his
tone that attracted the qnick ear of
lThorntou, Clair, and asshe gszed after his
Apempousschief, who stfode- ON with unu-
aual haste, his eye caught that of Hiram
{ Mould the Cashier, peerigg with Macon
scealed malice through. the mahogany bars
;sof his desk Thornton Clair had arrived
safn New Ya5rk tour months before from a
city of the far West. aud upon applying
.stos James Agmoor, his manly and intelii
gent face had so pleased that gentleman
that his Services were Immediately accept
led, and he was given the responsible post
Of collector. s+
This was by no means agreeable to the
saenvious Mould, nor did his svexation idi-
mminish as he saw that james Agnoor
z daily grew more and more attached to the
youth. 49, &c 81 sz.. 20, +. = sosI
d s While Clair stood awaiting the expect.
ed summons. and as MIR. Agmoor entered
his ptivate Office, theacashier moved from
his seat, AID following his principal, care
) fully closed the green baize door after him
1t was so strange to see the proud anG
tsspon1pous,air of the lordly merchant chang'
esto one Of ill-eoncealed fear aud DISCUS
las the cashier bade him good DAY, ant
seated himself near him, having the ofic,
table, between them.
q You have considered ny proposition
James Aginoor,' said he, in asmooth, sof
voice, sleek. and silky as precious fabric
that were about them. a2
James Agmoor buried his face in hi
hands for a moment, and then sweepinl
sssbaok his snow,white hair, said buskily:
= ssssI have, Hiram Mould, / have!' and hi
face, pale and red by turns again sough
e ths cover Of bis trembling hands. i haV
told my daughter that you demanded he
for a wife. She told me to tell You tina
: she would rather be a dbeggar in tn
- : streets than the wife, of Hiram Mould
ayssI told her. all J burst from the culver
ing fps Of the merchant. Il told her tia
edtHiram. Mould was the master Of her faith
or; that ere she was born 1 had cemmit
ted q crime-a crime that has blanche
NV hair before I have. numbered my fol
ty-6fth year.
And then she. srelented2
She asked me TO tell her OF that crime
replied Agmoor, and as he spoke his ey,
grew bright, and looked Hiram Mou
sss4fallsin the face. 1e i told her. She, sa
s,oTstte deed was not a crime--that the bio
TSs was dealt in self-defence that killed Oha
80 = Harper. And so it was, Hiram Moul
YOU know it was' e sfs5Is., Ejsf
.ossf.Were we in court, I the only witne
of the act, James Agmoor, i would swe
-. ~. that it was premeditsted murder
sess James ,Agmoor's eyes closed with
faa shadder, and again the trembling hal
hid his pallid face
eh' e j would swear, resumed Hiram Moul
n his sharp teeth bristled from his snee
.oihc lips, and the jury would believe eve
word. that one summers evening, sor
twenty years ago, saw James Agmoe