Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1877-12-05

would hide it from me. That is well. ;
he said, as she fell sobbing into hi
arms. "Your heart would break. Jenn,
il you did not weep"
She looked up, smiling even through
the falling tears, as she exclaimed:
MY faith is just as strong as it evel
was. God will interposen'
Henry Islington was convicted. III,
sat III the condemned cell. By permis
sion Jenny was with him sometimes
Her face was shade paler, but hel
smile was just as sweet. She talked il
low, earnest voice-she sang to him
read to him. There were many visitor.
called to see him, amoug them severa
clergymen. To them he always said
Il am ready. An innocent man VIII,
has feared his God and loved his neigh
Dor as himself, need not tremble at tn,
prospect of death" His calmness, hi.
resignation, were the theme of al
Tongues. His spiritual advisers hid N,
tuoupt Vi his genuine plety.
Jenny still said: ''He will never b,
hung" 1t seemed almost mania borr
of despair, this desperate belief. Ii
made stout men weep to see her shin.
ing eyes-to hear her quiet protesta.
tions.
But tomorrow, my dear child y
some one would say, as the time less.
ened, she will perish; nothing can save
him. You had much better prepare
your mind for the worst
TO which her reply was: ''To-mor.
row night he will be with me, his in
nocence proclaimed
"Will she kill herself?" they asked
each other.
The fatal day came. How bright,
how beautiful the morning was, Earth
never seemed more regal. The birds
sang, the sun spread his luminous
mantle over the green fields, the flowers
gave their sweet and subtle odors to the
breeze. Forth from the cell window
looked the man that was condemned to
die. He was still calm, still serene,
thinking with wonder over his last in
terview with Jenny. How could she
smile when he held her to his bursting
heart for the last time? How could
she leave him with that unclouded face.
Well, Heaven was kind if it spared her
one pang. Then he looked at himself.
held out his strong right arm, corded
with sinews, struck his feet boldly
against the flags as he walked, and muir
INJURED:
Young, healthy, stronghold, my
God, what fate,'' Tears and groans
convulsed him-praysr calmed him.
The hour drew near. All the pre-
liminaries were gone through with.
Some superhuman strength was given
him. The jailer gazed at him with
awe, and dashed away tear after tear.
''How is it, Harry?" he asked, when
he could command his voice.
"Well, WE'LL" replied the young man,
with slow, prolonged utteranee. "My
poor Jenny-see her." TO the lip trem-
bled. The jailer took his hand with
almost a crushing pressure.
''I'Il do it, Henry Islington!' he
said; ''I'll do it. My own daughter
shant have more care"
''Thank you; now | am ready"
He stood out there in the bold sun
light-his face lofty, beaming with a
strange light. They were adjusting the
rope when orders were given to sus-
pend the eXecution-to lead the con-
demned man back to his cell. There
was great shouting. Henry Islington
looked about him like a man lost to the
things of this world. He was not pre-
pared for life.
''God be thanked, boy" said the
taller, as he crushed his hand again
he could hardly speak. there's chance
of your acquittal after all-more than
chance"
Tell Jenny cried Henry, a he
fell fainting in the jailer's arms
Only that morning had good ship
arrived from sea, after six months
voyage. The first thing that the sailor
calls for, if he is a good, industrious
man. is the newspaper.
Jack Bunce was second mate of the
Neptune. 1t was eleven O'Clock before
he had a chance at the daily paper, and
there he read a summary of the trial,
department of the prisoner up to nine
O'Clock, etc. No sooner had his eye
gathered in the most important testi-
mony, than he sprang into the cabin
like one mad.
"Hold, Jack. What are you rummag-
ing about 20 asked the first officer.
.Don't say a word to me, captain,
for Heavens sake" cried Jack;
'.they're hanging an innocent man"
And out he dashed again, having
donned a longshore hat and coat.
Up to the Mayors office ran Jack, out
of breath, gasping, choking, as he cried;
.T'm Jack Bunce, second mate of the
Neptune-just got in. You're hang
ing the wrong man; he's as innocent as
a baby. I'll prove it.
And while Jack told his story the
messengers were sent to remand Henry
Islington to Jail.
Shall tell you in Jacks own words?
sJim Burgess was always crazy
fellow. / tell you, your honor; amt
no manner of doubt about ii, not
mite. / board at Col. Springer's when
I'm at home, cause you see L amt one
of them low sort of sailors as go any
where. | knew all about the fun.
Henry's sweetheart was a pretty fair
girl, worth a quarrel or two. But,
we'll, there, be blessed if ever thought
he'd do it, Burgess came to me one
night was getting ready to go to sea
then. Yes, it was the fifteenth of Feb
ruary-squally weather-two days be-
fore | went. Says he:
slack, do you want to know how III
have revenge out of Hen Islington