Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1871-03-04

hated with a deadly hatred. With one
blow of knife. he laid him dead at his
feet. A few hours later, in the despera-
ton of trying to escape. he killed two
other men. Then he eluded his pursuers,
and got back to California Since then,
he had reveled in murder, and every
species of crime. Once he had seen, in
the streets of Sacramento, the woman he
loved. Up to that moment, it had never
occurred to him that she was free. Follow
ing her to her home, he forced himself
into her heuse, and reminded her of their
former relations. She had denied all
knowledge of him, finally calling upon
her husband, to satisfy him. The husband
ordered him out of the house, and he shot
him. Then the Vigilantes made it hazar-
dous to remain in California. He fled to
the mountains, whence. he was merely
starved out, when took him in and fed
and clothed him.
"Such was his story. Ny blood curdlcd
in my veins, as | listened to the recital OF
his atrocities. In Gods name l said,
who are you-what is your name?. Il
am Boone Helm"
who was Boone Heinz" l asked
cone of the greatest desperadocs that
ever was ON this coast He met his fate,
afterward, up east of the mountains.
.'What did you do with him? What
could you do with him ?"
You ought to have shot him while you
had him, - my husband suggested.
81 didn't want to shoot him. He said,
if had been coward, would have
killed him. To confess the truth. the
wretch appealed to my sympathies. /
don't think he had ever been sane since
the time when he felt the molten lead
poured into his brain knew somebody
was sure to XIII him before long SO, when
morning came, l called Edwards to open
the gate; and. when it was unbarred, es-
eorted my visitor out, telling him that
there was not room enough in that part of
the country for both of US, and that the
next time poiptedmy rifle at him it would
be to shoot. / never saw him again"
'Then he did not modest the Chinese
camp"
-, mo. Edwards got his four hundred
dollars, and went home to Boston
There fell silence upon us, and, through
my open door, could see that the cabin
was nearly deserted. Ella seemed wearied
sighed, and made movement, as if 10
go.
ry.'What about your Guardian Angel ?"
my husband asked. "You have not told
us about her second coming
II always say that she didn't come or
else / say that she came and drove her
away. That is proper; isn't it, now?'
glancing at me. .M
''But want to know if you have seen
her-if you never met her anywhere in the
world-since that time. have right to
be curious--yes or MOP" urged laughing.
~.
How do you feel now p'-with ligh,
laugh and peculiar change of expression.
90, better; great deal better. To be
perfectly cured, l only need to hear the
sequel"
II may as well tell it l suppose. 1t has
been running in my head all day:
Wouldn't want my wife to know it. Did
not think of meeting her when ] came
down to Frisco. You see, I've been in
Oregon long while-never travelled on
railroad in my life-wanted to see some
thing of the great outside woodland SO.
ran down to the great city to see the sights
The first thing did, went up to Colfax,
on the cars; and while was up there. the
engineer invited me to take ride on the
engine-a special one. Now, know that
he meant TO astonish me, because he
thought was green; and didn't know,
really, how fast the thing ought to run.
But we came down the grade with speed
that was terrific more than mile "a
minute, the engineer said. When we got
to Lincoln, the fellow asked me, with his
superior sort of u smile, How liked that
rate of travel?' / told him / liked that
pretty well; but | suppose that when
you want to make time you can travel at
considerably more accelerated rate of
locomotion ?"
How we laughed at the natural drollery
of the mantle deliberate utterance the
unsophisticated air. While we laughed,
he prepared himself to finish his story
1T was day before yesterday" he said,
THAT met her. happened to be in the
parlor of the hotel when she came in. At
first, wasn't certain of its being her but
as watched her, became certain of it.
And she recognized me; felt certain Of
that. too. 1t was in the early part of the
evening, and had to wait until the people
in the parlor would dispense. She saw
what was waiting Tor, and stayed too |;
she told me with her eyes that she remem-
bered. After while she went to the
piano and played and sang Kate Kearney.'
Then l was satisfied that she would not
leave me before had spoken to her. As
soon as the opportunity came, we con-
fessed ourselves.
WAS she married? was she happy"
''She was married, yes. Happy? she
told me, as she had once before, that she
was content She said it with sigh
as she did the first time and doubted
her, as l did then. But they were put
ting out the lights. There is always, in
this world, somebody going around put
ting out our lights. Goodnight"
Goodnight"