St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1871-08-18


At midnight | rose softly, made up
| bundle, and climbed out of window
| cut my hands with the Glass Of brok
cn pane, and blood dropped down upon
my clothes. But | was too angry to fee
the pain; and bound up the wound Will
Il handkerchief. Then trud@rd on,
meaning 10 look for work the next day.
so / did, but found none. Then th,
thought struck me to make my way t,
-, and see Pc".y. 1t would hc Il
comfort 10 me, whatever came 50
turned my steps in that direction, and
kept ON until nghtitII. Then, faint and
wcnry, | lay down under some buShcs,
and fell asleep
Ont of that sleep | WAS aroused hy Il
shout and Il clutch of strong hands. Men
stood about me. One shouted my name.
lhcy held me fast and bound me
struggled, but it WAS no u.c. Mum
bcr5 were against my single strength
"WlIat are you, robbrr, Eve moth
ing worth the taking" said, at last :.
and, when standing still, saw face.
knew about mc-thosc of the farm hands
al my old masters.
"lou know well, jack Mnlonr,' - said
one. ''li he did speak an i'll word ut
last, he was Il """d man in the mrin, and
y"ud worked for him three years. luu
mi2ht have answered linn a. y"u liked,
but I" Try and murder him Wa too hor-
rlhlc- We "rln't think II "'y"u, lack
we tIlu't ILinl II
''Mnrdrr'd. | cricd, ''iS old master
murdered Why lay II Ia me l~w,:T
never hurt him =.
"lt he Is not quite dead 1t Is none "l
Your iauII, 'ticd another man "Dnn't
pcrJnrc youIacli look at the blood "a
your clothes.
lhc blood from my hand WAS in hlot~
and Smcar> all over my vest feel my
heart turn sick when think of il.
"Ma>tcr will clear me-" | saiI.
'.lIc suys it WAS ynu." sad ono. of tL,.
men. Al least hr nodded We. when v,.
"Thrn the old master wa- NOT in his
RIGHT mind" | said. .IIr'I never h,
against me-"
After that heard fine vEoIr. N,.-
ter had uaid fine men and dismissed
Mark. liz. had only .,iI ..,Il r;,,It
am tired Of wmk" grJ h.J r.,t.u L,..1k-
fast there. nnJ left in ,i.Lt of all Emf
| WAS u,,,, . and ,,L.u th,.y t,rrJ ,L,t
master. who wos ALWAYS mn ot cock crow
did nnt ri.,:,tu;.,. thiv ,n,u,.ILi.J,,r
and fouod linn an fine d,ur ..rs,l,..--
they tLou.ht him dead =, first II,. b,J
been robbed Of hi. no,.l,,t Lo,L watch
and an old t:,,l,i,n,J min Il. ,l,,,v.w,,,.
in his hardkcrrhiel-t r.iutrJ Lr,d ,t
a lady set or,uuJ with wi,t II, n.,J f,
tell n. wer, pcarI--,n nr,,,m.ut ,Il.r
tbon hi. .r,nJt,th,,
They fouuJ r,,h;na .r,,uI ~, nt
roursr but I'm. un,,r.l anil nv emf hand
made he case hard AGAINST me Thr
master. dyinr a. they thn,,Lt him LnJ
been able To speak at odd times: and
said that 10 the best OF his knowlrL.r
and belief, | wa, the a>Saillnt Il was
laIk to he sure, but in tie struggle lac
felt that the man wore Il cap, and | was
the only hand who had ANYTHING but a
straw hat. Besides h., came from the
inner PASSAGE and down th,. stairs and
lid not break in through a door or win /
low, H. burglar would Lave done. l
And WAS the only mi,sin. member of ;
The household. 81 lay in prison with
his awful charge upon me, until they |
lnew whether master would live or die ,
md my greatest mrict was P,.r"v.
"kcrp it from her" hc9srI them. {
until she must know it"
And they were kind and did il; and ;
ler letters were sent To me in prison 1t t
was Il weary time, and the one drop Of I
comfort in it c;tnc from those letters. |
lad had five from hcr when, at the end ,
If one came this: /
DEAR JACK: | never hide anything {
rom you, and do not want 10 boast OF :;
,onquest$, 4 thing | never do; but Just to ,
ct you know | keep no secrets 10 myself, '
must fell you what has happened Oar /
Master has hired a man, Il lazy fellow, t
hat | diSlikcI at first si"ht. Mark [
Iulkcr by name, and what should hc do /
,ut take notion TO me, or pretend to c
10 so, trying his best to sit up with me '
Iitcr his work hours, following me about I
whenever | got holiday. Then hc :
rlrs TO make me like him 10y telling me f
low rich h1 Is. FoIr hundlcd dollars !
Ie has laid by, he says, and nold watch v
ike gentleman. The other Sunday c
vas dressed for church and up he walks. q
sWhy, Peggy" SAYS he. s.yOu have no f
lin for your collar" SAID |, | cannot a
ford money for finery." Then said he. +
low lucky il is that Eve oucto DIVE Won I