The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1873-05-08

you ii D0 UOlnS me a favor II yOuu hurry
up matters a little and get through with
it. | am anxious to get back to my game
I'm losin' heap of money through the
dern foolishness of you fellars."
You had better be putin your cards
in order for game in the other world,
cause you'll soon be a lay out fur the
devil" remarked by-stander.
Maybe you have something to bet that
Eyes, I have"
Look here, Dave, you are making a
dern fool of yourself" exclaimed the gam
bier who had acted as the prisoners coun-
sci. "You are bettin' agin yerself. The
fust thing you know you'll have so many
bets out that these fellers will lift you out
en- the world fur to win their bets. My
advice to you is to prepar to shuttle.
'Tain't no use lookin' at fate with yer eyes
shut. These fellers mean business, and
have got it in fur you"
"You are mistaken in your knowledge
of the game of human natur. Thar amt
goin' to be no hangin' 80 far as I'm con-
sarned. Dog on it, hain't told yer that a
fortune-tcller read it in the stars that was
born to be drowned. and if I ain to be
drownded can't be hangedr'
"1'm afeerd the fortrne-teller had lost
the run of the cards when he told you
that. Thar amt no chance for yer neck
now
The Sheriff, accompanied by severa
men who had been erecting gallows un-
der tree which grew near by, now enter
ed and took charge of the prisoner, whom
they conducted to the scene where the last
act of the drama was to be played. The
preliminaries were quickly made, the rope
placed round the neck of the doomed man,
and when everything was in readiness, the
prisoner was asked If he had anything to
say before he was launched into eternity.
This ERE joke has gone far enough,
and as my feet are getting cold, wish you
would wind it up. I'm tired of bein'
fooled with"
The Sheriff now addressed the prisoner,
saying: "YOu have been tried according
to the laws of the state of Missoury; you
have been found guilty, and the time for
the execution of the sentence of the Court
has arrived. !, therefore, must proceed to
perform my dooty."
-" say; hold on. I appeal this ERE case
to the Supreme Court of Missoury," said
the prisoner, land you can't carry out the
sentence until after the appeal has been
decided"
This change in the aspect of affairs
somewhat staggered the crowd, and de-
layed the execution short while. Judge
Huskcr was called upon to give his views
upon the case, and did SO, as follows:
"The prisoner was tried by Missoury
law, found guilty and sentenced to death
by the law; and thar cannot be a doubt
about his right to appeal to the Supreme
Court of Missoury. So fur so good. But
SrSp
until the Supreme Court issues its man.
sentence of this Court will be carried out
unless properly stayed by mandamus.
Eff the perceedin's amt regular they can be
reviewed when the case reaches the higher
COURT
The decision of his honor was received
with shout. The prisoner said: "All
right, go ahead" The Sheriff gave the
signal and the trap was sprung. The rope
broke, letting the murderer drop in the
snow beneath the scaffold. He struggled
to his feet, returned to the scaffold, and
looking over the crowd, said:
THAR, didn't tell yer that l couldn't
be hung: I claim my bets. Now, gen.
tlemen, as this show is over, I thank you
for your kind attendance, and all of you as
has got any money and wants lay out at
faro, just foller me and I'll give you live
ly game"
He turned to leave the scaffold, when he
was met by the Sheriff, who held in his
hand much stronger rope than the one
first used. This was soon knotted about
the neck of the victim, who looked at the
rope and then at the faces surrounding
him, but failed to see any sympathy for
him.
"See here, gentlemen" said he, "this
ere thing has become serious, and before
you make another pull give me time to
change my bets. I'll copper the fortune
teller this time, and play him to lose,
cause I b'lieve you fellers can call the
turn
He stopped speaking, waved his hand
to the Sheriff as a signal to proceed, and
in moment more the unfortunate man
was standing in the presence of Him who
judgeth all things"
"Times are ri ht peart on Rabbit Creek
said Hank Seymour to Gabe Husker, as
they turned to leave the scene Of the exc
cution.
eyes, right peart," was the reply
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