The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1876-07-20

AN aware tndL q uctlClOuS paper
is existing,'' said the Squire. ,,e.s IL
. I interposed. ! pitied that proud
lady's shame. fsHa $500 $
"Will it not be best that Mrs. Brewer
request all but immediate friends to re-
tire?'' atsy fe.ls .ae.F55t,,..5...# ,.,x
She grew deathly white when spoke,
but her courage never faltered.
"Sir, I desire all my friends to re-
main!,, E4 asA SIS s,
Gas you will,', the old Squire re-
sumed. s. I am aware of the existence
of fictitious paper which you propose
to foist upon us as the will of the late
Judge. l warn you to desist. I am
prepared to PROVE 9a
"What, sir?" she interrupted, her
lips curling in scornful contempt,
"This, madam: That you carefully
secluded; your husband from all his
friends even from his own daughter
by whatever ingenious pretexts you
could devise. You did this to obtain
complete control of him. That your
husband died the 10th of October, and
you in concert with others kept his
death secret until the 10Th. That in
the interval you taught the wretched
creature-whom we all know-to per-
senate your husband, and, stimulating
his wandering wits, made him able to
go through the farce. We are pre-
pared to prove that you did this to Sc
cure the greater portion of the inher-
itance for your son and yourself, thus
half disinheriting the daughter, and
wholly defrauding the exiled son, whom
you drove to prodigacy. | say we can
prove this; but, for the sake of the
family reputation, we are willing to.
make terms.''
Squire Buckrum paused, quite out Of
breath. sss. ,,.s,
"You hear this fine story, my dear
friends. Laughable, is it notP''
g Mr.. Southwyn, you have heard"
said the Squire, calmly. 6 It is for you
to propose a withdrawal" he 9tt' a.
1--WE will have the new will read, -
said Southwyn, Mrs. Brower's brother
defiantly. ., sEe Vi
Iarose, and, amid breathless silence,
read the paper. ''s
The document was passed around,
the signature criticised, and a low muir.
muir of assent followed. a.il .aa!je
81 think" said Mrs. Brewer, ssthat
you have q formidable task upon your
hands, Squire Buckrum. 1, Z
81 am prepared to prove it, and also
that you did at various times admins
ter poison to your late husband, which
first paralyzed his faculties, then termi-
mated his life. l can prove this by the
accessory in your crime!'' '3ss..at.ai !
Mrs. Brewer was now as white as
snow, and her eyes glistened. She
pointed her finger toward the grave serv.
att, and Kissed a sentence from within
her ashy lips. st ata@ n
"Devil! Hound! The fiends devour
and torment you!" se55j IS 9ss a
I, to whom this last revelation was
new, still gazed at Mrs. Brewer. While
l looked, a crimson stream dyed her
lips, and she fell prone and senseless.
Mr.. Southwyn sprang to the door,
but his flight was checked by the officer
who waited in the hall. Agnes came
to her step-mother's assistance, horror
and pity contending in her face.
Mr.. Carl Southwyn was placed un-
der temporary restraint. It was found
necessary to proceed against him at
law, since he had obtained control of q
large part of the property which he re-
fused to surrender, conducted the
case, and had the satisfaction Of put
ting Agnes Brewer in possession Of her
Inheritance unimpaired. s'jsAl4s5ss3 II
Mrs. Brewer soon recovered, and was
professedly penitent. I did not see her,
but think her entreaties were too much
for Squire Buckrum's g tender heart, since
she mysteriously disappeared in the en-
suing night, thus stunning the public
of her crimes.
Ralph Brewer was ultimately discov-
cred in Australia by the grave servant,
who, to make some amends, took pains
to follow out, successfully "a slight clew.
Ralph was living rich and respected in
his foreign home, only grieving over
the obduracy of his father.
King Solomon-unfortunate fellow
still lives, growing more simple daily.
The little settlement is now a bust
ling town. The wooden tavern has
been replaced by walls of brick. NV
sign hangs from its front, but its form
is changed. It now reads-s Buckrum
and Halidash.'' 3as m s 4.
But the Squire protests that he is get
ting too old for the business. l sit in
my Office five or six hours a day, or fol-
low our migratory court in its Journeys
from county to county.
The Brewer mansion is my home,
and / find Agnes waiting on the steps
for me every night when I return. % s
A WRITER in Turf, Field and Farm
urges the use OF camels in the United
States. He says that in Fillmore's ad-
the exneriment was tried