New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1875-09-12

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motion. 1t was. remarked that the timid
juror was always ~orotchety" and motion.
| ap'-thht there was '.tOo derned much Law
about this business"
Tom Boggs gave the counter three vigor
GUS kicks. He jumped to his feet anG
roared "Silence!' The hubbub ceased. an
| make it q personal manner" shouted Tom
jaw is wanted. Justice must be done &C
eordin' TO Hoyle. Let the property be
brought 10 and identified"
| Dutch Bill was.sent for his pony, and i'm
mediate ly returned with the animal The
glass-eyed put his head in at the door
stared, snorted and started back affrighted
| dragging Dutch b II precipitatt " after him
The Judge was informed that all efforts t,
induce the property to appear for Identified
ton we're frIitless.
| WELL" said Judge Boges. ''if the pony
won't come in. tine jury will have to go ou
to see the pony
The jury went out, and presently re
| turned.
| Bill" asked the judge, sis the pony tn,
the jury seen your pony!'
| Eyes. shoodre"
| "Nibbs and Jake, is it the same pony YOU
found in company with the prisoner!"
1T is."
Prisoner. have you anything to sayy'
| Very little. l do not acknowledge tht
| EIRuU VI any buCu sduuCEluk us tulS 10 UTy
me for anything, or to pass sentence or
| me-"
| Frank then told his story plainly and in
| as few words as possible.
| Now, Look here, my friend said Boggs
| seven if this yere cock an bull story wu7
| true, it wouldn't make no difference. The
| law amt made tor the protection of derped
| fools, and leave it to the committee il
| there could be dern'der fool than you wuz
accOriiN' to YOUR own ShOwin','
That's SOP in chorus from the Jury.
81 have nothing further to say" returned
| Frank, Except that l protes; o. ainst every.
thing YOU have done and everything you
NAV DO"
Now, then, gentlemen of the iury, to
settle the matter without any more talk,
SIGH of yer as air of opinion that the pris-
oner is guilty will say !Ay.'"
"Ay!" in chorus from the jury. and voices
from all parts of the room in addition.
1.-THE contrary, No."
A dead silence.
1.-THE avs hev it. Prisner, you'll be hung
to morrow at. Les see; what time would
be most convenient to everybody"
"l'm agoin' over the Mulberry creek in
the mornin' after ducks said one, land /
mayn't be back before eleven"
'.Pd like to hev a crack at 'em myeelf,' "
said Judge Boggs "How will noon do!"
"First rate!' said several voices.
"Well, then, you'll be hung tomorrow at
noon, wind and weather permi,tiD'."
.Jedge," said an Irish vigilant Who had
answered to the name of Dan OConnell.
I'D loike to ak the priz'nur wan question: p
"All right Dan ! Fire away, my boy"
"Prz'nur T." said Dan, looking very SOL
EMMY at Frank, "are yez ready to doy?"
NO" answered Frank.
Dan turned toward Tom Boggs, and with
the air of one who makes an irresistible ex-
postulation, ''Jedge," said he-"Jedge, is it
right fur to hang q man whin he's NOT ready
for to dOy :"
Dan" said Tom Boggs, you're a bigger
fool than | thought yOu wuz, and that's
sayin' good deal. 1t don't make DID
bit of difference whether he's ready or not;
he's got to swing. And now I'm ready for
hand at whisky poker"
The crowd dispersed, and Frank was
taken back TO Jake Grimsley's.
Il suppose you're pretty well played ter
to-dav's work." said Jake to Frank after
they had got back to the house.
II am rather tired, replied Frank,
"though not as much as / ought to be after
what l have goae through. l feel sleepy
enough to lie down, however, but / have
several letters to write first"
You'd better 20 to bed and try to sleep
now," said Jake; you'll have plenty of
III
able to sleep late, and you'll have all the
morning and the forenoon before you"
"All the morning." and the forenoon to-
boot, did not seem such q wonderfully long
time to poor Frank, but he was very weary,
and took Jake's advice. Jake showed him
a bed in an inner room. A guard OF Vigi.
lants was detailed to watch him during the
night; they were to relieve each other every
two hours. The sentinel sat in the door
way. A light was placed on the floor, 40 as
not to offend Franks eyes with its FL are,
but at the same time to enable the sentinel
to see him.
Frank bad always kept up his chidhoods
habit Of praying before going to bed. He
prayed tervehtly that night for a deliver
begged God to spare his mother the grief of
losing her firstborn by such death as now
SCENE almost inevitable.
The house was soon wrapped in silence,
and Frank WAS LETT to his own thoughts.
The idea of an attempt to escape flashed
upon him. He looked about the room, but
it offered no opportunity. The thought of
He looked toward the man ON guard, but
the glance OF the latter fell full upon him.
His eye met Franks and Frank could see
that the man OWNED his thoughts. There
were no hope here.
Great Heavens! Ifhe only had weapon!
What q treasure even little chloroform
would be-! The hope of evading his guard
ians in the morning on his way tO-mercj 2nl
God on his way to the gallOws-it is mad
ness to entertain. If he had weapon he
might make sight, compel them to shoot
him in their own defense, and thus avoid
the disgraceful death before him But
what disgrace is there in any form of
death if shat death is undea..ved! Yet he
would avoid that form of death if he could.
He would beg them to shoot him-tO give
him the death OF soldier, not Of crimi.
nal. Then q desperate rage against his
would-be murderers seized upon him They
should not hang him! If he had no
weapons, he would use his hands as q wild
limb from limb. Then despondency came
upon him, and despairing consciousness
that his most furious struggles would be of
NO avail.
To think that he was to die Tomorrow
One minute in full health and strength, and
the next-dead. Dead! To see the show
ers Of April falling, and to think that he
should never see the flowers of May. To
be hung! And, horrors of horrors, to be
hung by mistake At the thought of his
poor mother the tears ran down his cheeks.
Was it for this she reared SO tenderly her
earliest childa And Ellen, his beloved and
betrothed, and Mary, his sister! 'What
are they dong nowa Perhaps reading my
first letter, and planting how they shall
celebrate my return in the fall-a return
that will never take place. Will the shock
kill them when they hear the fatal news9 1t
will certainly be my mothers death
stroke. Aud then the horrid announcement
that was hung a. horse thief by vigil
lance committee! viii they believe me
guilty. No, l know they will not. But