Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1865-11-24

NO." | criel, l,-"no! ! l do not know
this woman; | never saw her until now.
May God help me-"
Z" 1t is enough" said he in dry tone
and then without another word he and
his colleague took their departure.
My guards conducted me back to the
Raspel Hans, and left nc alone in my
cell. fell into profound stupor, and
when but half aroused from il, my on.
science awoke to sort of morbid activi.
;y, aad | began to ask myself if | had
not really assassinatcd the old woman =
All. the horrors Of that night in prison
Seated on my bundle Of straw. | watched
a moonbcam struggling through the mar
row window, and Lighting up the sinister
outline of the gibbet on the opposite
walls l heard the watchman crying
through the silence of the night
sleep inhabitants Of Nuremberg; the
Lord watches over you! One O'clock -
TWO o'clock, three O'Clock -
People say that it is better to suffer
death as an innocent man than as gull
ty enc, aud as regards the state OF the
soul, it certainly Isl but the poor injured
body, suffering unjustly, rebels, and its
transports of recoIing horror at its unde-
served, inevitable fate are terrible.
Day dawnod, and slowly lighted up
the gloomy prison. The window looked
on the street. 1t was market day. and
[ heard the rolling CT the clrts laden
with vegetables l could distinguish th
cackling of the poultry, and the amin ted
discourse of the butter-woman AS the
morning advanced, the noise became
greater, and the buzz and movement of
life around me seemed to restore courage
to my heart. felt an irresistible desire
to see what was going on around me, and
to look once more On the face of my tei-
low men.
My predecessors in the cell, animated
no doubt, by like desire, had scooped
holes in the wall,to facilitate their cunt
ing to the window. | climbed up, hold.
ing the bars. managed to seat mys2lf on
the narrow ledge. Once there. | gazed
entranced on the crowd, the life, the
movement; teas flowed down my cheeks,
| felt an intense longing for life. life
simply to breath and moye, ard feel tn,
| sun.
"Ah - | exclaimed, 'to liye,-only
to live. Let them sentence me to hard
labor let them sentence me to hard la.
Dor; let them attach 4 weight to my leg
What does it matter provided only that
| live?
The quaint old market OH which |
looked offered gay and animated
spectacle. The peasant-woman in tier
B.varian costumes were seated behind
their baskets Of eggs, fruit, and yeget&.
blcS, and their cages filed with poultry
but hers with their naked arms were
choppng meat on their blocks peasants
with their large-brimmed felt.hats Sc
far-back Oh their heads, leaned on their
stout holly.s,icks, and smoked their pipes.
The changing, animated scene eaptivated
my attention, and, in spite of me, dis.
tracted my thoughts from my sad situa-
ton. As | continued to gaze On the
crowd, u butcher passed by his back bent
under the weight Of an enormous quarter
of beef which he bore OIL his shoulders.
His arms were bare, his elbows raised,
his head bent d,,wn in front. His hail
falling down in measure conccaled his
f4ce, and yet at the first, glance | shud-
lered.
1T is ho.' | exclaimed i,ward'y.
All my blood few back to my heart
lcaped from my window down into my
prison, shlvcring, my teeth chattering,
while the rebeIious blood flowed back
again, and mounted hotly to my checks
aud forehead.
at is he. lie is thcre-there; and
II must die to expiate his crime !.
0 NY God! help me! What am | to
do ?"
4 suilen idea. inspiration, as be,
leve, from heaven. darted through my
mind, | put my hand in.a my pocket,
and found my case Of crayons. Rushing
to the clean wh.e washed VIII. sketch
ed the scene Of the murder with marvel-
Gus force and rapidty. No more un.
certainty, 10 mere waverng attempts
knew the maa who grasped the luckless
woman's throat: saw him. as if be were
sitting to me for his portrait. At ten o ..
clock, the jailor entered my cell
"What is this ?" he said, looking with
surprise at my sketch,
Go. ask NY judges to come hther,'
cried, still pursuing my work with
fcvcrish ardor
"They await you in the Hall of judy
mcnt," replied he.
TN thea to come have q dis
closure to mako," SAID | as put the
iinishing-touch to the murderers ii iIure.
1t locke as if it lived and breathed !;
for shortened on the wall, the te ,,ures
stood out with wonderful force and rca
ity.
The jailor went out, and in a few mir
utcs the two judges appeared. With my
hand extended, and trembling in every
/ limo, | said to them,--
"Bchold the assassin"
/ Ven Sprecklanl oareiully and quietly
examined the sketch.
"ilis name - he inquired
"l know it not" replied; "but at
! tAis momens he is in the market, cutting
up meet at the third stall on the lett,
as YOU enter from the Trabanten Strassc. =
"What do you advise 2" said the jaI &c
to his colleague.
That We should instantly scnl for the