The People's vindicator. [volume] (Natchitoches, La.) 1874-1883, 1878-12-21

uOWeu WITH EXTRAORDINARY UouI'y
strength. His gray eyes were large
and lustrous, but there was an un-
pleasant lurking expressing in them.
The other man, who had seized the
bride of his interlocutor's horse,
wole a foreign looking costume. His
swarthy face was sunburDt and fur
rowed, and his black hair was streak
ed with gray. His eyes were small,
dark and piercing.
He responded to the before-men-
toned threat by laugh.
"Really, Dick Money" he exclaim-
ed, lit is not very handsome 10 you
to receive your old friend Barney
Fields in this manner"
These words caused Money to
TURN VERY PALE.
For a moment his CONSERVATION
seemed to render him speeches..
Theu he tailored out:
eyes, l recognize you now, Fields.
What do you want of me o.
"Guess!'
SHOW can l guess it?'
Fields replied in stern voice:
II have to punish YOU"
"Punish me for what?" asked Mo-
ney, anxiously.
by George, Money, you are the
most impudent man l ever saw. Have
you forgotten my sister Ellen 7"
Money dropped bis eyes. Then he
suddenly jerk.d the bride out of
Fields hands and galloped off in an
opposite direction.
But he did not proceed far.
Fields drew from his belt a large
pistol, which he fired at Money. The
latter fell from his horse, which stood
still, while his master lay writing
with pain on the ground.
The bullet had shattered his right
leg.
In a few minutes Zelda was by bis
side.
"Have mercy on me, Fields cried
the wounded man, despairingly. I'll
you want to revenge yourself upon
me, remember that I have a young
daughter, Anna Bella, who loves me
80 we'll that the news of my death
would kill her."
"Maybe the unborn babe of my
| sister Ellen, whom you seduced, and
| who, in consequence Of your heart
lessness and iDfamy,
COMMITTED SUICIDE,
Would have been a girl, too.'
"Oh, my God! what do you intent
to do with me ?"
Il intend to cat your throat, infer
nal villain, who ruined our who'll
family"
| So saying, be drew his bowie.knif'
and carried his terrible threat int
execution.
The blood poured in torrents from
the terrible cash which Fields hal
made in his victims neck.
Money made a few convulsiv
movements and expired.
| For a minute or two the murdere
looked steadily at the inanimate form
of the man who had so cruelty wrong
ed his sister, broken up his family
and even gone 80 far in his insolenc'
as to purchase the Fields farm, whicl
was adjoining his own extensiv
plantation.
"He is dead now !" muttered Fieldl
"My appearance is so greatly chang
ed that 10 one will recognize me j
} Chattanooga. In day or two I sha|
go there, and then try to marry Ann
Bella Money. l am rich enough t
dazzle her by presents, for l hear sh
is as vain as she is beautiful. Blu
first l shall have to drive this inferna
beast away"
He turned to the horse, whic
stood as if spell-bound by the murde
of its master.
Fields kicked it, but the spirite
animal bit at him and tore from hI
sleeve
A SMALL PIECE OF THE VELVET
From which his coat was made. The
Fields picked up stone and hurle
it at the horse, which Immediate
turned and ran home at the top of il
speed.
The murderer thereupon entere
the thicket and disappeared in it.
When the riderless horse of til
murdered man reached the plants
ton a great commotion took plae
among tho slaves standing in til
courtyard.
They called out Miss Anna Bell
Money, whom they showed the pan
ing, foamiDg horse.
u Anna was only sixteen, but ratb,
tall for her age, and one of the mo-
beautiful daughters of the SUM
South.
She was vain and naughty, and IL
only redeeming trait in her clara,
ter was the passionate love VIC
she felt for her father. :,
She turned very pale VIII the II
derless horse was led up ~ nel:
"Great God !" eto exclaimed
"Alonzo, my beaut:t'l morse, you ca
not have throw. of your kind mas
The hose neighed plaintively. A
he did 20 the small piece Of velve
i, fell som his mouth.
Aona picked it up, and examined
, soriously. Then the sent oil the NAL
u slaves ont in search of her father. !.