The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-06-11

oub holu aWnne' hakV " lew WORDS 10
say to you. Yes, / have short story to
tell you, and want your attention.
"Ten years ago." Brown continued,
keeping his eyes fixed upon the face of
Sparks, "there lived about thirty miles
west of St. Louis, one David Stanley,
farmer, who had daughter as good and as
beautiful as an angel-you know how beauti-
full she was, sir, but of her beauty will not
further speak. Well, this young girl had
suitors by the score. All the young men
for miles around dreamed, thought, and
talked of her, and as she was not a lirt she
was more annoyed than otherwise by the
attention of so many. But it is only with
two of these young men with whom we
have to deal and I'll speak of them at
once"
While Brown was speaking, his late op-
ponent stood motionless, his knife grasped
tightly in his right hand, and his gaze fixed
on the face of the supposed green one.
Gone of her suitors, the narrator con-
tinued, was Charles Elton, the son of q
neighborng farmer, and she loved him and
him alone, as only such true and noble
women can love, and when he asked her to
become his wife, she laid her head on his
breast and told him she would
1.-THE other young man alluded to was
Henry Bardwell, of St. Louis. He had
prosecuted this young girl with his at
tentions for many months, notwithstanding
she had rejected his offer of marriage, and
told him that she could never care for him
more than friend. Well, when he heard
that she was soon to be married to young
Elton, he grew madly jealous, and swore
that she could never be the wife of any
other than himself" u,
"What have got to do with all this?"
asked Sparks, growing pale, as Brown made
short pause. - 80
81 will tell you in moment : you must
hear me through" was the reply "the
story will soon be ended. The night on
which Charles Elton was to make Lizzie
Stanley his wife arrived, and with light
and happy heart he mounted his horse and
rode to her fathers house, to find his in
tended wife a corpse Yes, she had been
murdered by the hand of Henry Bradwell
while going to spring not fifty yards from
the house. Her, father saw the deed done
from the window of his room where he was
confined by sickness. .-.e., and, a,,7ti.I
"The murderer fled soon as the bloody
work was accomplished, and since that
hour l have never ceased to hunt for him.
You start when you hear me use the pro-
noun ], and well you may, for am Charles
Elton, and not green Jim Brown of Ar
kansas, as you supposed me to be, and
you''--he bent his head forward and hissed
the words through his teeth" you are
Henry Bardwell the murderer of Lizzie
StanleyW
His late opponent remained motionless
speechless, and Elton, as he will be called
hereafter, continued. 'rgp u
"Perhaps you doubt my word, but / will
soon dispel your doubts. Look at me now
and see if you don't know me?' AS he
his face, and disclosed handsome coun-
tenance, . rr.
At this Bardwell stepped back, but in
stantly recovering himself, he clutched his
knife tighter in his hand, and said: .,
"Well, suppose this is all true, suppose
you're Charles Elton, and suppose I'm
Henry Bardwell-what of it ?" ,....,. ~.
"Why," hissed the other" both of us
will never leave this boat alive, that's all.
l haven't tracked you through dozen
States, and followed you near ten yers to
let you slip through my fingers. No, Henry
Bardwell you know me too well to think
that but will give you fair play. You
have a knife and so have l. They are as
near alike as it is possible to get knives, so
come up on the hurricane deck, and wen
settle the affair at once.'' OF
The two men ascended to the upper deck
of the steamer, followed by number of
passengers, and stopped, facing each other
just aft Of the smoke stack. The captain
appeared and tried to dissuade the men
from their purpose, but his words had no
effect whatever. l3
"Now murderer" hisse d Elton us he
raised his kuife, "defend yourself. The
thirst for revenge is consuming me p
Their knives were raised above their
heads, and then they descended, flashing
BRIGHTLY in the moonlig ht and then clash
ed together with a sharp sound. Both tho
men were skilled in the use of the Bowie,
and 1t was evident to the spectators that
the contest, as far as strength and skill was