The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1878-10-15

Cooke were married. And then ne
claimed he had the right to assassinate
his wife's seducer. Sharpe was now a
candidate for the Legislature, but his
treatment of Miss Cooke added to his
unpopularity, so he announced that
Miss Cookies child was the offspring of
u negro. He even produced q forged
certificate to substantiate this unheard-
of villainy.
Beachamp heard the tale,and resolved
that Sharpe's hour had now come. He
repaired to Frankfort, and, unable to OBJ
tain lodgings at the hotels, passed the
night with Scott, the keeper of the Peni-
tentiary. He retired early, and prepared
for his murderous deed. Instead of
shoes he put on only stockings. He
concealed his face in red bandanna
handkerchief He secreted long knife
in his bosom. Stealthily he crawled un-
observed out of his lodging, and repaired
noiselessly to Sharpe's residence. Draw
ing his dagger, he knocked three times.
who's there ?" cried Sharpe.
Covington," replied Beanchamp,
(Covington was an intimate friend of
Sharpes.
The door opened, Sharpe appeared, and
Beauchamp seized him by the throat
He tried to escape
Mrs. Sharpe appeared at rear door,
Beauchamp tore Off his mask and
thrust his face close to his doomed vic
tim.
"And do you know me ?" he scoffing-
ly sneered.
Sharpe drew back and cried
"Great God, it is he."
They were his last words.
Beauchamp plunged his dagger deep
into his heart. The blood spurted upon
the walls and dabbled the floor. "Die,"
was all Beauchamp said. And he
died.
The hue and cry was soon raised. The
assassin was followed by an eager crowd
of pursuers. Captured, arrested, he was
brought back and tried. He was con-
victed he was sentenced to be executed.
| His wife remained with him to the last.
She made no attempt to conceal the fact
that she instigated and urged on the as
sassination. She gloried in it,and secuted
at the threats of indicting her as acces-
sorry before the fact The night before
the execution she procured an ounce
vial of laudanum and persuaded her hus-
band to cheat the gallows If he could
| The laudanum was divided. She swal-
lowed one-half. He took his portion
Then they knelt and prayed. They
sang for joy; they shouted that their
sins had been forgiven and in adelirium
of ecstacy reused the other inmates of
the prison. The poison did not work.
| She swore that she would starve herself
to death, die with her husband, and be
buried in the same coffin.
June 9th, 1926, was great day in
Frankfort. The city was thronged to
see the last of ]. o. Beauchamp. The
black and ominous gibbet was erected
on hilltop near by. The drums beat
mcurnful dirges from an early hour. At
II o'clock Mrs. Beauchamp told the
| jailer to leave her for few minutes with
her husband. The jailer left, but was
soon recalled by deep groans from their
cell. He returned and found them both
weltering in blood. They had stabbed
themselves with knife the wife had
concealed. His wound was not fatal
His wife soon expired. Beauchamp was
carried to her bedside as her life's blood
was ebbing fast. He felt her pulse.
" Farewell, child of sorrow, farewell,
victim of persecution and misfortune !!
You are now safe from the tongue of
SANDER. For you I've lived, for you L
die" He kissed her lips; he was
ready.
The blood was trickling from his
wounds. He was too weak to sit up, so
they laid him in a covered wagon and
hauled him to the galIows.
He waved his hands to the ladies,
whose weeping eyes cheered him with
sympathy and consolation. They were
compelled to help him get on his coffin.
He was too weak to sit upon it unsup-
ported.
Give me some water. Let the drums
! play Bonapartes Retreat from Mos
cow" were his last words.
They buried the self-murdered wife
and the executed husband in the same
coffin, folded in each others arms
Even in death they were not divided.