The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1873-09-06

ror OF that region no. The matter has ncGh
,tborourhly discussed all the Saturday nlgA'
Ily the men Of the colony, the pastor prc,lN- f.
inc, and with frequent prayer Tor DIN INC
guidance Are they not in town: inc M, ,
inc not vet reached, and actually turhc" tnc'I
tents inio loo cabins upon their town III
what difference does that make Ana VINO
IGnuh,, or denies the guilt Of the murderer!
Money. watch, memorandum book, well, worn
nnckct Testament even of the murdered man
found upon him, And Beauty Harmon hc',
or denies the crime at all; only culscH' "'','
strike, and spitS ut them till he Is cNhaus'c,,,
Iboo.tinr all the time of what "lhc boy. VIII
do 10 them for his death, bcwaiIing only 'Ic
fact that he separated himSettro me DolN
and took to the rough gambling all Oy MIN
self l.l
his case at least postponed for he Is not '"cH'
tx wears old; "thc most perfectly handsome
IEuman being | ever saw one OF the men III
forwards told the writer, lie had but 10 ac.
knowledge all, beg and pray, and promise lor
the future and over the very bouy OF Ms W
Tim pO,Sibly-by the women frs1, me men III
,tcrward, lie would have been held al Ica,I
under adyiscmcnt But he has driven iu'
women into silence from thc hrNt ny MS on,
scene curses upon them; simply q orau'H''
wild animal, II sleek and spotted pah'Hc'' ~
tcrlv unlamablc, too wicked ana dangerous
| to let loose, ..i.,.
And 50 the sermon is ended, not without
Idoyolooy and bcncdicton The weeping pa,
for attempts Il bescCChing cNhortatlon 10 inc
condemned, till cursed by him into despair,
inc silence The women uncover the lace OF
| the dead for last look, but are hastcned from
| it by the brutal language OF the m'IucItI
Then the men, the pastor following III inc
rear, bear the murdered and the murderer 10
II the live oak beneath which me Douy wa
| found. and where wide grave mas alreauy
been dug stout halter from one oil inc horscS
already secured to the limb overhead. 1t l.
wholly useless, the attempted prayer OF the
na,tor for Beauty Harmon gives way to a
fjcrccr frenzy of cursing possibly to keep ms
courage up TO the last-cursing when
Ionly ceases when a sunden blow upon inc
horse upon which he is seated with the rope
around his neck, leaves him struggling In Inc
Sunday light, in II few minutes to hahS re-
volying from right to lctt--dcad! Ana 50
The two are laid side by side in the same
crave The women, too, cluster about 'Hc
! dead now and lend their tears ana thcir VOICES
to the funeral psalm. Another prayer III
which both of the dead are left in the mana o.
God with cntrcuty for forgiveness II any SIN
has been committed in the matter ne doA-
Iology and bcnedlcton yet again, ana me ser
vice ended e
II was years after that one OF the officers OF
lthc church, now an old man, told the writer
lthc whole story, with no shade OF regret as 10
the course they had pursued.
"And. Won see, we wrote to beauty liar
mons people rs ~oon's we could learn Wherc
ItLcv lived told them the whole story Just
thoW it happened, the old pioneer SAID to me
in continuation,
and what did they write about him" |
Iaskcd 4
! "Thcy never wrote The old man, The boy 5
Gthcf he came out here You see, we had
kept the boys saddIc-bag-. an didn't know
what to do with the things Mighty bad boy,
Beauty always was; desperate bad boy, the
old man said" my aged friend added.
"But what did he say to your hanging his
SON" ycnturcd to ask And how the exact 1
words of my intormanl'- reply ling"r TO TINS
hour in my ear.
20. the old man, he grumbcd about that
nightly 1t was such 4 coIdhloodcu muir,
der, and John Armstrong he was such goou
man. real valuable man, had no more feel
inc in hanging that young Wild-cai-What a |
Beauty he was, eyes and claws and satin
skin" my friend added alter a long silence
But when we came To examine ms sauult
bars closely after he was buried, we lound
one little bundle The women had a big cry
over H. COuiuh '"' '''''- 7''''' ny
self
But what was it,
"Oh. nothing in the world. in that saddle
BAG was loaded dice, decks of marked cards,
books full Of the dirticst pictures You ever
saw. But that little bundle, Nothing atail
at last, but pair of little red baby shoes tied
M very carefully in bit of white paper all
To- themselves. Il is mighty foolish, know
added my friend, taking ont his large, black,
greasy pockct-book, selecting rumplcd bit
Of paper thcrclrom and putting the same in
my hand but I've kept That, tied up in the
shoes il wa, ever since the time, reminder
like IL
/ carefully mrolcd the worn paper; ana
could hardly makCuut the worn words. W nat
a foolish old man hc was Nothing at last
written there but the words: y Mise pare of
litlul -Aon~c bought by Beauty for bis deer
Iitlul baby Muthcr''- lillian, " H"t'r ,"
.W,ut,r Honthig