The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1873-07-06

pesses To his deed of death, and the damning
words by which 1t was accompanied, and he
knew that the rope must be his end. Wen,
no had purchased his revenge, and ne was
willing to pay for it. He determined. there
fore, to put on the bravado, and glut that re- |
vengs upon his still surviving v Gnnn. sa;d
he, as Wnny would have passed him 70 tne
door, her eyes fastened on the ground; but
not buried be ADDED T ihs.s manaoes
that might follow his remains to shanVliia
"Yon would 90 wrong" she camly replied:
he is my dead husband, and will lie WIN tne
Cavanas in the chapel-yard of Rathcash, and
rise again with them and would Lat set o of
grass than be mistress of Rathcash, and Rath-
Cashmere to boot. Where will you be buried,
t w.ba the ssai sos
denim beyond the grave; may COO forgive
you! I cannot" -
Even Tom Murdock's stony heart cart, was was
moved Winny Cav ana, do You think Goa
can ?" he said, turning toward her; but she
had passed out of the door,,
The magistrate then read the intormat,ohs
| of the other witnesses, while Tom Mu!dock
| and the other prisoner stood apparently listen
ing, though they heard not word.
Jamesy Doyles informatons were WORD ;or;.t tol
upon having the flash of lightning inserted
therein, as an undoubted fact, " if ever he saw
one knock man down in A., his t iifem had than
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some conversation with old Ned and Winny,
who had returned at their request to the par, par;
lor. 1t was of a general character, but stu
respecting the melancholy occurrence, or in n
deed occurrences, the magistrate said, Tor ne
had heard of the death of the man who had
been killed by the I" Watchdog" Ere they
as tho only person who knew anything OF this
part of the business, and the magistrate re-
duested him to state distinctly what he knew
Of the transaction.
oh xha
will believe, from the specimens he has al
ready had Of his style of communicating facts.
s"Tell me, my good boy" said the magiss,,
srS S0s the 'S Word
HBegorra, Your honor, >Bully-dhu didn't
want any settin' ct oil; The mint he seen s.
thrapple at wanst. knew he'd hould him
Til / come back, an med off for the police"
Are You aware, my young champion, that
If you set the dog, ut the deceased you would
"of murdher, is idi Oh, tare anagees,
isn't Justice. Didn't they tie TIL ould masther
neck an heelsf Didn't they tie Miss Winny
and carry her off to murdher her. or maybe
worsef Didn't they tie Blddy t Murta ag a mst
houit of u1e m would yo't-wanIS Bdiiy-dhn
to sit on his boss, lookin' on at oil that your
honor7"
! That may he all true, Jamesy, but do
not think the law would exonerate you, for
all that, if you set the dog at the deceased
Well, begorra, pointed at the man, your
honor; but tell you Bully.dhu wanted no
settin' at him at all; af he did I'd have given
it to him. and thing the law would eHone ern
AT tn ould masther had double-barrei gun,
an shot the two men as dead as mutton that
was goin' to tie him up, wouldn't the law pc
, we'll plaised wild him and if had o pistol,
am shot every man iv 'em, wouldn't your
honor make chief iv me at least, instead of
! sending me to jailf and why wouldn't Bully,
tusis, do his part an help us 7 Pm feedin' an
= = taichin' that dog, your honor, since he was u
whelp, an he never disappointed me yet-there
a now"
I There was certainly natural logic in oil this,
' which the magistrate, with all his experience
!. of the law, found it difficult to contradict. A
notion had come into his head at one time
q that If Jamesy Doyle set the deg at John Fa-
f hey might be guilty of his death, notwithetand,
r ing the said John Fahey had been committing
:. that he had set the dog at the man beyond his
4 own admission, and the question had not been
{ raised. Jamesy was willing to avow his re
a sponsibility, as for as it went in the most
a open and candid manner, and not only that,
but to justify it, which he had indeed done in
o most extraordinary, clever manner: Then
what had been his conduct all through Had
it not been that Of q courageous, faithful boy,
who had risked his own life in obstructing the
escape of the murderer and was he not the
had never lost eight of the man who had shot
!. Edward Lennon, until he had secured him fol
: tho policef "No, no." reflected the magis'
) trate " it would be absurd to hold Jamesy
q Doyle liable for anything, but the most quail
p fed appreciation of his conduct from first to
9 "well, Jamesy,n said he, out of these
a thoughts, =" we will take your own opinion in
a favor of yourself for the present. There is nc
v doubt of your being forthcoming at the next
q | assizesf ~
" Begorra, your honor, I'll stick to the ould
t masther and Miss Winny, an 1 don't think
+ | they're likely TO lave this"
y THAT will do, Jamesy. Come, Mr.,
think we have taken up almost enough o.
t these poor peoples time. We may be going
,. A word or two about old Mick Murdoch err
II we close this chapter, rs the reader, not hay
), ing seen or heard of him for some days, viii
K no doubt be curious to know what he had beer
doing. and how he comforted himself during
n so trying and exciting scene.
= During the period which Tom had spent il
1 the obscure little public house upon the noun
tain road in the county Caviar his own report
J. no service, for the addition which he had
1 tackled to it, about" going to get married to Q