St. Cloud Democrat. [volume] (Saint Cloud, Stearns County, Minn.) 1858-1866, 1861-05-23

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"TGat is is enough, he replied, in . dry
Voice, and departed with bis companion:
II was carried back to tie prison IL.
state of profound stupidity 2s5I knew not
what to o.thipks,ualyr conscience, even; be-
gan to: trouble mc. ! asked myself if /
had not really assassinated the { ID woman.
II passed wretched night of doubt, be-
wiiderment, despair l. D''>s'1 9z41 yh'n
nd With the dawn . some doft my black
thoughts disappeared.Ins13 felt more conf
dence in myself, aud, at the. same time; a
desire to sec what was going On il the
world without Other prisoners Before
me had climbed to- the narrow aperture u
eyfhadt;dug holes in theawalL thatothey
might mount more. easily 70 I..cimbed.
there in my turn, and when, stretching.
my neck forward, I saw the crowd, the
life, the movement, tcarss' flowed abundant
ay down my checks. II thou ght no longer
ofssuieidei I1experiepcedp the,1stmngest
alesire to live. il They might condemn me ne
to the hardest labor, might attach =
cannon ball to my. leg, if they would only
let me live; to'flive was TO be happy.
Tb6 old market: opposite my window,
with its roof like an cxtinguishcr rcstip,
on heavy pillars, ofered. a fine spectacle.
The old womcr, seated by their baskets of
vegetables, their cages Of poultry ana bas-
kets ef eggs behind them ); the Jews old
clothes dealers, with alace;thc color of5hox
wood J.. the butchers with naked arms
chopping; meat at their stalls the peasants
with large felt hats planted on the hSalpcc Of
the3necks, their hands behind their backs;
and smoking tranqbilly their pipes; then
the noise, the tumult. Of the crowd, the
tones of the voice, the expressive gestures,
the unexpected attitudes, which betray at
distance the progress of the dispute. or
paint the character of an individual-all
this icaptlya,ed ;me;, and, in spite2cof my
most sad position, felt happy to he in the
world =, =,
While I was looking, on, a man passed,
with his Back bent, bearing an enormous
! garter of beef on his shoulder: His arms
were naked, hi: elbows in the air, and his
head inclined on his breast. . His floating
hair, like that of Salyato. 5, 'Sicambrc,'
concealed his face, and yet, at the first
glance, thrill run through my veins.
y at is he r. l exclaimed. n" l.. - >,::.' .
Tho, Llood rushed to my: heart. ,I.de-
scended into my cell. j,Aly whole frame
trembled. 49,
ut is he !'' 1 stammcred t, with WITH a half:
choked: voice. HE is tEeiree1E Z tsere-and
I'll am, about to die to 2cx plate his crime
What shall do?, what shall !. dozE',,. i
A. sudden thought from heaven Inspired
me. l put my hand into my poeket-my
crayons were" there, Then, sp}rfiinging to
the wall, [ began to trace the scene Of the
murder with almost. supernatural energy.
No more uncertainty, no more hesitating
experiments. I knew the man. l had
seen him I reproduced him before me-
At ten o'clock the jaiIcr appeared il, my
cell. His owlish stupidity gave place to
I admiration. .],.,i 1.::,;' =. :.
rs it possib!c?" he cried, standing on
the threshold.
"Go seek my judges ]. said, pursuing
my work with increasing exultatinn.
~"They are waiting for you in the crim-
inal hail." he replied. :..::.
IL wish,to make some rcvelations,"' I
continued, putting the last touch to the
mysterious parsonage.
Ina few minutes the two judges came.
They looken on stupe6ed. With one hand
Extended to the picture, and trembling in
every limb, I called out:
"There's the assassin"
+ Van:Spreckdal, after moments silence
asked his name. :. :;
Il do not know it," answered; "but
he is there now in the market, in the third
stall at the left, chopping meat"
"What do you think OF it?'' said he,
turning towards his colleague.
"Let them end the man" replied the
other, in grave tone. t,.:.
I Some of the Keepers went, out to obey
the order. - TIC judi scs remained standing
looking at the picture I sank down upon
the straw, with my head between my
knees, exhausted with excitement. :
The ,Eoise of steps beneath the rcsound-
ing arches Of the corridor aroused me --
The man entered. Van Sprcckial poin'
ted in silence to the: picture. He looked at
it a moment, turned pale, then, with a
roar which chilled Us with terror, he
struck out his enormous arms, and with
one bound was out Of the door. Th're
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