The weekly Panola star. [volume] (Panola, Miss.) 1857-1881, 1866-09-08
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cumlany with Louis Moran. Thess
olfciiiusiaheca, ioiuel 10 The fels that
Moranr knife was covered wilh hlond
and that hc was very mncl confused
when be waa asked how and who're
he bad spehl The evening ~ Tie btb
Of June, caused Moran Ia he sus.
rccted, arrested and committed to
prison, Iio had stoalfasily declared
his innocence, and said he received
The money which wa found on him
from q stranger, whom he called
Lewis, and whom he infinitely de-.
rribed. hut TO return 10 lho point
where we started.
AZ the prison clock strikes one, q
fairy form Hits past the sentinel, who
cries out,
"Who goes thcrc27
at Is MARY Moranw was the
ready response,
"Pass on, Mary Moran; the sheriff
gives you permission 10 see your hus-
band" was the response of the scnti-
mel, rs he passed quickly on.
The doors of the prison swung
heavily open, and the next moment
Mary Moran was pressed 10 the
bosom Of her husband.
"Louis, ] will not forsakc thee" I"
said the weeping girl.
"And is il for me you brave all
these dangcrs2 for me, the outcast,
the abandoned-for him who to-mor-
row must dep And Moran bent a
look of deep devotion on the fair girl
who stood at his side.
"You shall not, will not die, Louis,
for can and will save theew said
the affectionate girl.
The prisoner shook his head de-
spondingly. But after a short pause
he resumed
"Mary, this is no time for trihing
tell me, can you indeed save me-
If you can, / swear by yon pale
moon-by the welfare Of my soul il
endless etcrnity-by the first year o.
our welded lovely all that is neal
and dear to me, l swear to be new
man."
"Listen to me, Louis," said hi
wife, in a clear, calm tone-"lister
to me! You recollect you said OIL
your trial that you received the money
which was found in your possession
from n man called Lewis, whom yot
described as tall, slender, fair com
plexion, bright blue eyes, and dresset
in an iron-grey frock-coat, whit
pantaloons, and blue silk neckcloth
you are TO dream that you will se'
this man, and / will do the rest"
The jailer tapped at the window
and said, "You were to stay will
your husband but an hour-it i
passed-you must retire." and sh
passed quickly out.
The gray dawn of the morning
was just appearing, when the jaileI
walked softly in, touched Moran, anc
said, "Day has come; prepare T.
diei"
"Oh, / had such sweet dream!' 7
said Moran, seemingly awaking from
a deep sleep.
"What was it?" asked the jailor.
w dreamed that as I was going d
the gallows / saw this man Lewis
who gave me the accursed money
and that I told you Of it, and tha
you hung him in my place." replies
Moran.
Meanwhile the procession was slow
ly moving to the gallows, when tb
jailer, who had taken a deep interes
in Moran's dream, slightly touches
him.
"There is the person answering
your description Of Lewis" said he
pointing in the crowd.
ayes, by Heaven! II is Lewis!
shouted Moran.
The stranger instantly fled, bu
was pursued and overtaken, and con
fessed the crime. Moran Instant
received a rcprieve from the Govern
or, and left the country. The stran
,, ger, after lying a week in prisor
! applied for dismissal, alleging th'
she was the wife Of Louis Morai
! II was indeed she, who had dresse
herself in such manner as to col
form to her husbands description
Lewis, and thus had saved her hu
, bands life.