The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1879-06-06
NUMBER 30.

served the doomed man. pantingly. u
would give anything for a dTinK"
Indeed, - said Holzfeurer, huskily. How
much, for instance"
'Why do You ask Can you get me a
drink -
Il can show YOU how to get one"
DO so, and l viii give you half tiorin.
Il Will do It FOR nothing
And before the unsuspecting man could
raise hand TO shield himself the ponderOuS
stock of dubbed rifle struck him on the
head.
The blow knocked him into tine abyss as
if he had been shot from cannon.
III FELL HEADLoNG,
stunned. lifelesS. unable to utter a CRY.
kneeling on the log bridge, his murderer
saw his body lodge between two rocks in the
water far below him-that water which his
parched throat had so yeaTned for. 1t lay
there for a long time without motion. Then
it stirred slightly and the assassin hurled a
huge stone down at IL
The missile, crushed its temple in. The
body stirred no more.
j thought myself safe. continued the
confession, taken down from HOlzfcurer's
lips by the pastor OF NackerfelS "The path
which / had puTpoSclN chosen was lonely
one, only followed by such people as myself
The chaSm was deep. The streams were al
ready commencing 10 freeze. i have moth
ing to fear I said to myself The winter
viii dcvOuT him. Instead it has preserved
him,
To BRING NE To JUDGMENT now
Il dared not return to AlbersdoIf any
more, though. / recOllcctcd the threat | had
made to Anna FeueTback. The disappear
ance might be noticed, and / would be doom
ed. From that time my life was a misery
without an end.
4 lived i'm an abandoned shepherd hut l
fed OF such fare as my gun could procure
me. Now and then ] ventured on a snug
Cling excursion to some village where ! was
unknown, to raise sufficient money to replcn-
iSh my stock of powder and ball.
This night ] came down here. It was too
late for me to find the man who commonly
purchased my pack. The whole village was
IN bed. ! was freezing and faint for want
of sleep. For lack of better shelter / broke
into your shed and kindled a little fire TO
warm my chilled body before / went to sleep
AS the flames rose ! noticed that their
warm light fell on some rigid object on the
ground covered with a sheet. Impelled by
curiosity, / uncovered it. Staring at me was
''THE Man HAD MURDERED"
Ills dead eyes pierced my soul like the
stab of a dagger OF ice. His white face frOZe
my blood. His mOtiunlcSs lips seemed 10
move and curse me till / screamed with hur-
roT The crime that had thought dead and
forgotten long ago now, in the deSolat ion i'm
which it had thrown me, rose to dcnounce
me to Justice. Let Gods viii be done"
ON the evening after his confession. when
his captors entered lIolzfeurers place of
confinement 10 remove MN 10 INNSBRUCK,
they found him dead. He had broken tile
from the huge porcelain stove which warmed
the room and cUt his throat from ear to ear
with the Jagged fragments.
His corpse was cOtiincd and loaded on the
back OF pack mule along with that of his
victim. The way to Innsbruck was through
The judicial procession. with
its ghaStly charge. was compelled to halt to
allow merry bridal party 10 pass.
The chief figures of this party in the gala
attire of the Tyrolean peasants were Anna
Fuerbach and the man in mistake FOR whom
Carl Werner had pcriShed and IgnatZ Hell
fcucr had sacrificed his soul.