The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1870-06-21

blackguards! To bring charge lik,
that against q fair name!"
"Bat Harry Douns is gone," faltercd
the girl.
"Gone is he! TIL warrant it. T,
Amcriky. That's it, and time too.-
There was no gool in him-the saint.
amend him. No, Kitty, ashore, Dennis
is no murderer"
Kitty went back almost comforted.-
The father had promised to do all h,
could fr poor Dennis, and her belief il
the. power of her priest was profound.
But this time all the influence that Fa.
ther Phillip possessed did not avail.
Dennis Regan had defed the govern
mehttoo often; once or twice he had
headed a rebellion against it, which wa,
easily put down, indeed, but had left al
uneasiness behind it, Now the officers
of the crown were determined to pusl
the prosecution to the uttermost, and
guilty or not guilty, rid the country oi
so dangerous q person.
The trial came on in fortnight, and
when the day came, the courtroom was
a sea of human beings, excited, turbu
liant, and importunate. The sheriff sent
out and doubled the police force, but he
still failed to overawe the multitude.
When, just before the case was called
two women were seen making their way
in-one old and feeble, leaning heavily
I.upon the other; and when, having reach
ed their places, this last lifted her vail
and revealed the sweet, lovely, pale face
of Kitty, there were loud eNclamations
of:
"Shame! shame! Is it Dennis Rcgar
you'll see hanged and all for nothing ~
"Alack! but it's bloody busincssn'
The sheriff clanked his sword angrily,
| and at last the trial began.
1t was the merest farce, as trial by
| jury was, in those days, in the Queen s
Irish Dominions.
When the verdict of guilty was
brought in, one loud, tumultuous wall
broke out.
| ..Silencce!' ththdered the Judge
"Prisoner at the bar, have you anything
to say7,'
/. Dennis lifted his handsome, leonine
head, glanced around, and then faltcred
faint; -5
mo" ~
At this minute shrek rang through
the court room: ,,..
"Will ye be hanged like dog, my
boy, and niver tell 'cm We didn't do it p
"Oh, Dennis y sobbed Kitty, 'ssay il
was not you struck Harry Douns to his
DEATH es,.
Dennis drew himself up proudly, His
eagle eye kindled magnilicently, and his
broad, white forehead ,and noble bearing,
gave him a kingllness Of aspect, before
which even his judge quailed.
ooh, mother, darling kitty! my
c,wn precious Kitty, it's you knows youI
Dennis has not the cruel heart and the
bloody hand of murderer. I've niver
seen Harry Douns since the night when
he called me traitor, and called him 6
liar, and he said we were quits,a and went
away. And l know no more than the
dead where he is,so help me all the saints
in Heaven" a,a,,s
"Does your honor hear that ? scream
cd the mother, exultantly. "My boys
no murderer. He says he isn't. Dennis
come to your mother"
..Woman," interposed the judge, "thi:
is folly. Your son has been pronounced
guilty, and nothing remains but I'd gift
sentence p s.sa-z
II is impossible to describe the tumuli
in the comt room while the sentence was
being read. Groans, misses, shouts, ,sobs
threats came fast and furious as q winter
storm. But through it all, Kitty made
out that Dennis Regan was to be taker
that day week to the market-place o
Lanark, and there to be hanged by th,
neck until he was dead.
With great cry, Kitty fell fainting
| and as he saw her carried out limp anG
lifeless, Dennis too, broke down, and
cried like child.
The terrible days sped away. Wher
only two nights remained, Kitty, sitting
alone with her. sorrow, heard her cabin
door open, and in minute Earl Taboo
stood before her.
| The young man was amazed. x
Hardly trace remained of the dainty
physical beauty which, had charmed him
SO. Lovely she still was, but it was the
ETHEREAL sweetness of an angel, disci
plined by mortal sorrow.
"Why, Kitty. my poor little girl
Don't look so, / beg of you. You make
me wretehed Your eyes that were like
two purple pansies, are put out by tht
| tears" E.. i. &
"They will soon leave off tears. sir,
said Kitty with woful calmness. "My
heart is clean broken, and if they hang
Dennis, I'll not be long following
The young man sat little while il
silence. Presently he said:
| ION your soul, Kitty, do ycr believe
Dennis to be ignorant of this crime 2
CAS- there is hope for mercy, sir,
do!" 3r Is
Another silence, and then Earl Talbo
| rose. t IS S-.,,l.. ss, & 81
"Kitty, l am going to show you how
generous lover and gentleman car
be. When you are happy, you mus
! think of me sometimes
A tender kiss was left on her cheek
and Kitty was alone, her heart full o
she knew not what tremulous joy and
hope. Il
The Hateful, awful day came. The houl
set for the execution MAS ten o'clock ii
til. morning; but long before that time
the market place of Eanark was so crow
ded with people that it was impossib!'
for one to bear the ever increasing pres
ure, and people climbed into window
seats; and swarmed upon the house tops
and clung like bees around the church
spire, and hung from the branches of tn
trees-a new and strange fruit. Not
few persons observed small and yer,
tattered boy hanging upon the outskirt
of the crowd This boy was attaches
to sp'snld thorough bred horse of ia
nous breed, who made himself not lit
tie fearful, by occasionally rearing ant
snorting in most spirited manner, a
none of which manifestations was hi
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