The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1873-03-28
TWO UITkS.
Deceit Followed by ve-Eenmce.


Il found the body lying by the road
side. No weapon OI ANY kind was
near 1t. 1 hurried to the next house
and knocked at the door. y man came
out, and together We ran to the place.
And that's all / know about it
The coroner wrote rapidly, and then
at the conclusion OF TINS witness CeS-
timony, invited the jury to examine
the bOuy. 1t was that OF young man
with the fair hair clotted with blood
about the forehead, and a deep cut in
the temple; but, with the exception of
these dIstigurements, the face was pla-
cid and cOmelY enough. The verdict
was easily decided on:
That Walter Knowles met his death
at the hands of parties unknown" " etc
In the village, young place, and a
good sample OF the towns Of rapid Cal
lIornia growth, the murder made con-
siderable sensation. Knowles, since
he commenced TO fill the position of
telegraph operator in the place, was
always very popular, and apparently
had no enemies. He was all inOffeu-
sive, agreeable young fellow, and was
not addicted to playing poker or bill
lizards, or lounging about bar-rooms, or
practicing any of the ordinary small
vices of the young men of the period.
Of his family connections, or where he
came from, none were aware His let
tcrs were from men in San Francisco,
who, when written to on the subject.
knew no more Of the telegraph opera
tor than that he was pleasant fellow,
and that they felt sorry for his bloody
death. And SO Knowles was laid to
rest in the new cemetery with the mys-
terry Of his death unexplained.
barbara French taught the village
school, and was considered an unusu-
ally smart woman. She numbered
among her suitOrs the principal saloon
keeper of the place, and a dentist, who
! had recently opened an Onioo in syhaI
/ lOwtOwn. Between them her time out
/ of school and, rumor said, her affec-
tions were divided. Some, again, re-
/ ported that Knowles had always had
+ the inside track, and that though Bar
/ bara didn't show much sorrow at the
/ murder, still her cheeks grew hollow
and her voice thinner since the funer-
al; and, indeed, she was not the same
girl at all. Nevertheless, the suitors
continued their attentions, and the viii
lage its gOssi p; sometimes placing the
/ dentist first i'll the lady'S affections, and
sometimes the saloon keeper. as either
was seen walking home with her or ac-
cOmpanying her to the school. DR..
Brown, the gOssips said, was certainly
/ the better match of the two; but Bill
Bronson had the best business and the
most money, and had his life insured
/ besides. One evening the rivals met
at the post-office.
How dye do, doctor 20 said Bron-
son, coolly, as they stood side by side,
waiting for their letters
Pretty well, thank you," replied
the other in the same prying tone ;
when did you have the pleasure of see
ing Miss French ?"
Only last evening She is very
busy in her school now, and has not
time to walk around"
With this they parted-Bronson to
his saloon and the dentist to his accus-
toned haunt in the neighborhood of
+ the school house.
THE EVENING WALK.
"How are YOU Miss Barbara ?" said
I DR. Brown, raising his hat as the school
mistress, with her books under her arm.
left the simple frame building wherein
the youth of Shallowtown were taught
the rudiments of knowledge.
Miss French smilingly reciprocated
the salutation, and together they stroll
ed down the village street and past
Bronson's saloon, to the infinite cha
grin of that individual.
The cemetery was situated mile or
so from the town, and a pleasant, shady
road led toward the quiet city. Tie