The Placer herald., 1871-02-04

10 pe happy togethc., Nnout stanum III our
road.
"He sot thinkin good while arter left
him, an then started over by the graveyard,
to take farewello' the spot whar Ills mother
was buried.
Jest as he got thar somebody jumped
over the fence, dropin sack behind them,
and run fer dear life.--Bll was Of an in
vestigatin turn, and havin a mind to see
what was in the sack, elm over an picked
it up. 1t felt curis like, an was considable
heavy. The mouth was ontied, an after
pullin ont open, the fust thing as met Bills
sight was, dead mans face The moon
was jest risin, and Bill could see plain
enough thet it was the featurs of Dick Buckly,
which he'd ben buried thet day. He'd ben
a tough subject, had Dick, an drinked like
= fish, only fish drinks waiter, which he
never didn't. He'd ben seen snakes for
some time, and he'd at last crooked.
"Ole Doc Colon had a couple @ 'prentices
larnin the physickin busnis, an it pears, as it
afterwards come to light, that them two tuck
a notion to git Bills buddy, to practis science
on to; an so they takes an goes to work an
hires Mike McQuigg to snatch it, an twas
him as went to work an got frightened an
run away.
Gan to onct it pops into Bills head or
some evil sperit put in thar, TO put his clothes
onto the buddy, an to throw it inter the crick.
In course it would be found arter SPELL an
identified as hisen; IAN then, he said, Lid
dy kin git married to Ki, 'ithout any fears O
wrongin me- But it won't do, says he, to
let EN- think I've made away with myself,
which it would make EN- both Unhappy.
An with that he whips out his knife an socks
it into Dick, givn it u mortal wound, SOS ter
make out thar'd ben murder committed.
"'rhen, arter dressin it up in the cloze he
had cs,, an himself outer the bundle, Bill
toted the corp down to the crick, tied stun
to it, slung it in, and went his ways.
You jest everlastinly jump up an CESS
how Aambergasted was at the end ofa couple
O weeks at bcin arrested for Bll Stemble's
murder.-The buddy'd been found foatin,
with deep stab into it. 1t was too far gon
to he recognized cept by the cloze, but they
left no doubt The diseased had been last
seen i'll my company, an that not fur from
whar the remains had ben discovcrd, and he
been found in my possession.
Every ody- even Liddy, believed me
guilty ! couldn't hardly see how they could
help it, not KNOWN, as then didn't, but
what it WAS Bills ginnywine corp az had
turned up. In cours Mike McQuigg-the
only one as could throwd eny light QUITO the
subject didn't tell how he was okkyped on
the night in question.
"l'll jest skip them drearisome days, from
the time was TUX up. till the jury bruug
me in guilty. and them still more drearisome
days atween that an the mornn sot for my
execution. Only premisin that young cler-
gyman, 'ith more zeal than knowledge, pcster-
ed me good deal to make wot he called
clean breast of it. He sed ef didn't confess
up he had no hope to offer. eythsr in this
world or in the world to come telled him
that As fur as this world went hope was
about played out; but sorter trusted to get
tin in the next what had not got in this--a
fair shake. The minister got sorter rled at
this. and went away.
'Hangin' was a public entertainment in
them days, an it was fashinable to ride to
the gallus on your own coffin, which l can't
say, xrter trying it, is a very comfortable
mode q conveyance. But the music and
the militerry, and the crowd nerved me ny
considabe and l said to myself, Xxi Bunce,
sez bein : you've got to die, do it like
mani"
81 walked proudly up the gallus steps,
atween the sheriff and the meanest kind Of
lookin cuss, as had rented hisself out to hang
me.
"You cant hardly think how much felt
above that misable crilter, as he skunk along
at my side, 'theut DARN to look me in the face
"When we got up the steps the ole sheriff
read the death warrant, maxim considable OF
a botch of it, arter wich the mean lookin
chap tied my arms, and slpt the moose over
my neck, adjestin the knot under my left
year.-It made me feel queer an ticklish
bout the neck, and the cold streaks run
down my back, but KEEP stiff upper lip.
Then the hangman TUX an ugly black thing
outen his pocket, somethin like Dutch cap.
only it hadn't no tassel on top, an clapt it on
my head.
"Hev you enythin TO say?' axed the Sheriff.
ono MORN this, says |: Il die game, and
innercent"
"Don't 20 with a lie in your mouth! says
the Clergyman, steppin forrid, in sort o
bullyn way.
"That riled me.
"Lookee here, says l; Il haint never TUX
that from no man; an ef the sheritf'll only
give me the use Of one arm, an half minuts
time, I'll larn you, sez | to insult gentle
man under cloud!
"Afore anyone could answer, somebody
busted up the steps past the guards. and
hollerin as he come, Hold on you tarnal
fools, aint dead Nobody haint killed me!
And Ki Bunce is the best friend Nv got in
all Kautucky!
"An sure enough, it was Bill Stemble
that clasped me in his arms, and made
jerk at the robe round my mex.
"Stop thar cried the sheriff.
"Thar's ben fair trial. and the law must
take its course. ! haint no discretion.
"Not bit Of it, SEE Bill.