Rapides gazette. (Alexandria, La.) 1869-187?, 1872-05-04

swered, surrily. But you're the big
gest omadhoun l ever set eyes on"
And speaking, to this effect, he
crossed the stile, followed by Mccarthy,
who pointed out the grave, and forth.
with the stranger kneeled beside
it, according to Irish custom, and be
gan to tell his beads and say his pray
ers-an observance which usually lasts
about aquarter of an hour. Wleifthe
prayers were ended the farmer and
Ryan, now quite good friends again,
returned TO the farm house, where the
stranger had his supper with the fam
lily, and in the morning after eating his
breakfast. he took his leave and get
out ON his 'homeward Journey Irish
ideas of hospitality in the peasant
ranks makes it q matter:ef obligation
ON the host to accompany his guests
for part Of the way. Mccarthy, in
compliance with this corteous custom,
set out with the stranger, and about
a mile away from his house they,en-
tered little village where he shock
hands with his guest and bade him
farewell. But. his visitor would not
part without teetifying his gratitude,
according to custom Of the country by
treating his kinsman to some drink,
which he insisted on doing in the vii
lage public house, the door OF which
stood open close by them. =
Mccarthy accordingly went with
him. They sat downat the table, and
the stranger, having ascertaine what
his companion liked best, ordered a
pot OF porter, making some excuse for
not partaking himself When Macar-
thy raised the pewter pot to his lips a
sudden pain, which he afterwards de-
scribed more particularly, in the back
OF his neck, compelled him to put it
down untasted. The stranger urged
him to drink, and, without explaining
the cause of hesitation, he a second
time raised the vessel TO his mouth.
Precisely the same thing occurred
again. Once more the stranger ex-
pOstulated, and pressed him more
vehemently to drink and again he
tried it, by with exactly the same re-
suit.
What ails YET and why don't you
drink your liquorf Don't you like
it I" the stranger demanded.
a II don't Ike it," answered Macar.
thy, getting up; "and don't like you,
nor your ways, and IL. Gods name III
have nothing more, good or bad, to
say to you.ni~,,. ., -, a.na :
ITO the devil pitch you and it,
: said the stranger, breaking into undis
guised fury, and at the same time
through the open door he flung the
, contents of the pewter pot upon the
road. Without another word, in this
) temper, the unknown cousin strodt
. out of the door and walked on his way
, leaving the farmer in a state of per
turbation and suspicion. Happening
) tn look i'm the pewter pot, which had
contained the porter, just thrown ont
be saw . white sediment at the bottom
Of it,. He and the pablican put theil
? heads together over it, but could max.
, nothing Of this deposit. Itso happen
ed, however, that the physician was il
, attendance at the dispensary, only 4
. few yards away, and to him they sub
|, mitted the white powder that lay il
2 the bottom OF the measure. 1t prOvet
to be arsenic. The mud upon the roat
. where the porter had fallen was alst
examined, and some Of the same de
, posit was found upon it. I'll
Upon these facts and the short infor
l nation sworn by Macarty, a neighbor
I ing magistrate at once issued. 4 war
J rant, with which the police pursued
miscteant, who, without apprehension
of his purpose having been discovered
. was pursuing his journey quite at hi
:, ease. He was arrested, and duly com
!. mitted to prison. The animus ant
: purpose of the heinods enterprise cam
Afterwards, to light The pretended
I cousin, shose real name was Mars
! had been bribed to put Macarty. t
death by person interested in tn
I termination of a lease in which MacaI
thy was the last life. The attempt +
u poison was only resource in reserve
y The primary plan, and that relied upo
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