The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1879-08-06

that the world had been turned
topsy-turvy. Here was a secret
that she dared not breathe to any
one. Certainly it would kill her.
Oh! she must tell her mother.
Her mother would know what de-
pended on silence. She would be
true. And then, somewhat COM
forted, TiIly put on her hat, tied
vail over her eyes, and ran
over to the parental mansion.
In just ten minutes after her
entrance old Mrs. Since knew all
about the murder, and was shak-
ing from head to foot, and ejacula-
ting wildly.
oh! dear, they'll hang him |!
Oh! dear, they'll hang him on
the gallows Oh !! dear-what a
dreadful thing! Oh! how wicked !!
Oh! poor Mr.. Chubb! Oh !!
At the sound of her mothers
cries the eldest sister of the fam
lily, Miss Maria Since, rushed in,
and demanded explanation.
Il can't tell; l can't tell" sobbed
Mrs. Since.
oh, Maria, you are my FRIEND
sobbed Tilly. You wouldn't be-
tray u.s. And out came the story
again.
Now, Maria Since was nervous,
and given to shrieking when tor
rifed, and as soon as she had heard
the awful facts she began to utter
shrek after shriek, each shriller
and more prolonged than the last.
The windows were open ; neigh
bors heard and rushed in.
The house was in commotion.
No one knew what had happened,
and some one sent for the family
doctor.
The doctor came. He was a
wise, benignant old gentleman,
and he questioned Mrs. Gooch
kindly. Something has agitated
Mrs. Since and Miss Maria p he
said.
Yes said Mrs. Gooch.
and you are trembling, too,
said the doctor.
They were alone in a little
room, whittier he had led her to
question her, and Mrs. Gooch
could not restrain her tongue.
oh, DOCTOR said she, you
wouldn't wonder if you knew all.
Don't toll any one And then
and there she told him all. Mean
while the ear Of the upstairs
girl was at the keyhole.
My dear, my dear, this is hor-
rible 7 said the doctor. You
can't expect me to keep a secret
like that. Compound a murder !!
Be a sort of accomplice after the
fact! I can't! [ can't Not if it
were my own son.
Mrs. Gooch screamed, and Bid.
dy Haggerman left the keyhole
and ran to the police Office.
There she made a statement OF
the facts of the case. Chubb had
been murdered. Mr.. Gooch MUIR
dered him. The grocer's remains
were in a barrel in the old clstern
behind the real estate Office. She
had all the particulars.
Justice Spruce was an energetic
man. In half an hour two stout
policemen were on their way to
arrest Mr.. Gooch, who shortly
was led through the streets to-
ward the station, followed by a
crowd Of boys, and stared at from
the windows.
Justice Spruce was an old friend
of Gooch's. He advanced to meet
him. 'Gooch,' he said, I regret
the part I've been obliged to take
in this affair. I hope it will prove
a ridiculous mistake. | hope you
did not tell Mrs. Gooch that you
| had murdered Mr.. Chubb, and
that his remains we're packed in a
barrel in your cistern ?
Il did, though said Gooch. 1
don't deny it. May I see my
wife in your presence before l am
sent to prison p
This privilege having been ac-
corded, Mrs, Gooch was sent tor.
She arrived in the cab, a mere
wisp Of misery; her hair dis
hevelled, her collar unpinned, her
| eyes and nose swollen. With her
came all her relatives and half the