The Hancock Jeffersonian. [volume] (Findlay, Ohio) 1857-1870, 1866-04-06

.yously, frantically eager-to save
the farmers life. ..f
They cay that mad people can do
things which seem impossible to sane
ones, and l must have been quite
mad with terror and fright for the
next few minutes.
Seven feet below me, stretching
down the slope of the hill, was the
garden, now lying in long ploughed
ridges, with the frozen snow on tho
top of each of them, and at the bot
tom of the garden was q stone wall
four feet high. Beyond this, as far
as the eye could reach, extended the
snow covered fields, and coming
along the cart.road TO the left was
Mr.. johnson in his gig.
l threw open the window, making
noise enough TO alarm the men IL
they heard IL, and sprang on to the
window-ledge, and then, tearing Off
my jacket, threw it on the ground,
and shutting my eyes jumped down.
The high jump hurt my wrists and
uncovered my feet dreadfully, but
dare not stop q moment. ] rushed
down the garden, tumblihg two or
three times in my progress, and,
when l came to the wall, scrambled
over 1t cad.foremost. The farmer
was just opening the gate of the field
! was in, and making strait tow ards
him, trying to call out. But could
not utter a word; so l few across
the field, dashed through the brook,
careless that the bridge was few
feet farther down, and when rushed
up to Mr.. Johnson's side, l could
i only throw up my arms and shrieked
D out Murder just as a loud report
rang through the air, and fell for
ward on my face.
$ 'And were you hurt p l asked, "a
she paused.
/, yes, a little Look, here is the
scar and she raised the flowing fold
of tarleton from her soft white arm,
, and pointed to a white oval-shaped
scar. Il was i'll for several weeks
afterwards, but DR.. b. said it was
, from fright, not from the shot.
| they told me subsequently,, that just
, as l must have reached the farmer,
the men Charlie had fetched entered
. the farm.yard at the other side, and
took the murderers unawares: but
r one of them, who was behine tree
near the other gate, had just caught
j. sight of me, and had fired in revenge,
and they said that i'll had not thrown
@ my arms forward, | should perhaps
O have been killed.
|, And Mrs. Johnson ] asked.
It The girls face became very grave.
She was quite dead. The men
% had put her under the dresser, which
|. explains why did not see her as ]
le passed through the kitchen, and the
% poor husband went away directly
= afterwards. Nobody will live there,
& and OF course it is said to be haun.
ted. / have never been there since
4, that day, and think shall nevel
I'd dare to 60 there again
d, The girl stopped, for the gentle
is men had just come in from the din
ing g-room. and one, tall and blacl
he bearded, who had been pointed on
&c to me by my hostess as the Squire o
, Stapleford, and Cicely Miles betre
&c thcd, now came up 70 her, and lay
nd ing his hand on her white shoulde
Le with an air of possession, said ten
derly, what makes you look so flush
sc ed, Cissy2 Have you been trans
I'd crossing again?
us Yes, Robert Mrs. Saunders aske,
a me to tell Mr.. Darce,' she answered
Id And you will be i'll for a week i
IN consequence. shall ask Mr.. Dare
ed to write the story, to save anothc
i repetition of it. You know we wis
Ir. you to forget all about it, dearest.
1T was too horrible for that sh
he said, simply. And then the squir
] turned to me and made the request
If. of which this tale is the fullillmenl