Orangeburg times. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1872-1875, 1874-04-16
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Ri N4ida 6as,,HS7 Asuvob sa,ald
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it05pIay yab6dta again. .sITheh i8He adv nv z
i upcle4o5ia his ihfths icaffisgs .othesttial
,lPhiPs fffaltEof the murder of Mr.! Gle.
imehg. 2 NE talked to eme all the ,way,Iasnd,
tried to make me understand tiboati an
oath, ahdthatI was to tell beforeaf great
many people all thatRT could remember
about thelnight Mr. Clemens VAS muraars
ed. Thought did'not want totaIkabont
it at fist, 1t HAD been So terfible. ttI Was &
,,persaaded BY my uncle's gentlstalk, apd'
promised fB a4s6 as lie wished! aIadFag
inotaealiP iPiepaffs Rowssvett,,to sseauBhuj
there o OF ,aohi ,Tintarsi IL .uoiieof9 =
'a Nob0dyRad explained q ts4,nSs about {
HIM, aidd When Psaw Him wiiic r loved
90, and hid il6t1 ssefi fdflso long, looking
Is6 1Pa!eaihd thih,is sad and ilcareWotn,s
.hnti' Readhelsniiedl at tllme lin essfsodide
'faGhioHtd Way, dhlyg!so s5frdwfdIE,E J.,
iddn't Know what dnlatle tihe,s Bdedi disdfned,
AWAY 'myoKeadH aid crieh;adi st9woq' :
BY and by they ycoaxedamsp duiese hdf
iaftsf Tfhf eaifhsafttie l}8ok,Iafdldo
my Story fifamydo&n wAYaiitagi alsbetts,
iiisg thhiffheyi SMtssra ealdtiRsthga1nb nbdhalngi
'childish eFiefencet TO finally 9otietg tgPhiljo jof,
the murder. ysfsy<qxat e1idW
!" N6BayEhtaHiptedf 81 quesaBned he te
till q Had Finished, ,1aRd fhe c6liffdMas Iso;
Still ithatTyB,i icbulaHIiavcw Heard Ijif9
drop sIahaR fhg6tteha hbtiiiihhgi,;ihall hall,t d
beginning ut MY ascttih. odtg ito7 81 Itog
Phil, Ttold them iat8at fm Juggling tg
sleep'by The 'foadsias, and gYRati a@dkos
me, and / Iit6ltl a4EaB6httha sbIaek iiana.
as CALLED HIM. and wRabR ekaid dpt8I he
when he put me down e;riy inntle's'
lgrontds! ,1otii5I.1m ,tnioq sift'iA oil
tThete was' san aaAn' evident sensation in the
courtra this portion Of my ,.taleI, and
every yb0dy l6oRGa1idd Phpand'bRay
Ford, @ib'lad Fsto5a WHERE IeRad hot
seen hin before, pressed fdf#afds sahdiputl
ting a slender hand III bon Tie raiiins,1
leaned quite over thatlio tmightsee PhiPs
French hissese! H5Sn lHiaar lia ha ht aHaiele gGlsI
led the Remembered sofwcll. .tgDeIdi 37
1t was only natural, II suppose, that 1.
should add to my already finished reci-,
Raj that thee mysterious "black man"
.hada ring like Mr. Ford's. q aFif
+ Thcrc was anothe sensation then, and
Raynall Ford turned upon me, showing
Ills white teeth, as he woald haue torn
me. / was but n child, and scarcely re-
covered froma long illness. AS that
man turned twards me thus, saw, or
seemed, to see, the eyes ots that terrible
being whose arms had clasped me that
never-to-be-forgotton night pand' whose
shape Of terror. had printed itselfnin let
tiers of tortureiupon my childish brain.
+ Icried out shafply:ab iaai e,it Iaq
"It is the black man! Don't ulot him
get me!' and covered helplessly in my
unclc's arms! 'sSs#c3 sdi 81 att tas
There, was d wild conmotian in an in
slant. Rayaalf Ford ,nadea guilty5dash
for the doorydhd when somebody stop
ped him, put thoimuzzlo ofa loaded pis-
tolt to his lips and hlew5his brains out
Phil was acquitted. Three years after
ward he and Hortensewerc married! :
RayalliFord lhad stolen Phitsrevolver
on purpose to fastcm suspicion eont Him,
land had disguised himself zas MIR. Gle.
mems lcoachman, having first drugged the
|real driverin aun iHd' ;aa,e s].i!e i1a
He had shot the old man first in the
carriage, but the old man had, managed
TO ge; out into the roadtoh ii9as yaa q
T. Then he jumped oh'i.he box and fred
lthe second time and killed himaaau taa
I'oia 81 :. .7rttJ on
sq ,seIo9 "A Fosgy Day. mo iii AZ
The !oggy mornings Of late reminds ils
of a story related about old AIR. Sprnk nkei.
| We, Of courses cmnotIvoucb forthetruth
of it, but NEARLY givt,eit as ,weghave
heardit. b,d-
| p At one time the, old gentleman kept q
tavern at the = Riverside House now
the residence Of his, SON. q Hon, Joseph
aprakes. One very foggN morning d
travelling guest rqmarkedto AIr. SpraFel