The Plymouth Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1878-1901, 1879-04-03

Wal bclOic, uue HOW SOrue ttTIlUlc
impulse bore me on, and 1 stopped
down, as we'll as could In my drum
ken state, and clinched both hands In
her hair.
"'God OF mercyp exclaimed my
wife, as she looked up in my fiendish
countenance, you will not kill usl
You will not harm WiIlier as she
sprang TO the cradle. to grasp him in
her embrace. caught her again by
the hair and dragged her to the door.
and as j lifted the latch the wind
burst in with cloud OF snow. With
a will 'Hal har closed the door and
turned the button, her pleading moan
ringing with the blast and the sharp
cry Of her baby. But my work was
not complete. / turned to the little
bed where lay my eldest son, and l
snatched him from his slumbers. and,
against his halt wal1ened struggles,
opened the door and threw him out.
In agony of fear he called me by a
name was not fit to bear, and lock
ed his little fingers In my side pocket.
could not wrench the frenzied grasp
away, and, with the coolness OF a
devil, as was, L shut the door upon
his arm. and with my knife severed
the wrist"
The speaker ceased moment and
buried his face in his hands, as il TO
shut out some fearful dream, and his
deep chest heaved like storm swept
sea. My father had arisen from his
seat and was leaning forward, his
countensnce bloodless and the large
drops standing out upon his brow.
Chills crept back to my heart and 1
wished / was at home. The old man
looked up. and never since beheld
such mortal agony pictured upon a
human face as th re was on his, He
oontinued:
"It was morning when woke. and
the storm had ceased and the cold
was intense. first secured a drink
OF water, ard then looked in the ac-
customed place for Mary. As miss
ed her. for the first time shadowy
sense OF some horrible nightmare be-
gan to dawn upon my wondering mind
thought / had dreamed a fearful
dream; but involuntarily opened the
outside door with ashuddering dread.
"As the door opened the snow
burst in, followed by the fall OF some
thing across the threshold, scattering
the cold snow and striking the floor
with hard, sharp sound. My blood
shot like red hot arrows through my
veins. and / rubbed my eyes to keep
out the sight. 1t was-it-ohl God
how horriblcl 1t was my own injured
Mary and her babe, frozen to ice!
The ever.true mother had bowed
herself over the child to shield IL, and
had wrapped all her old clothing
around il, leaving her own person
stark and bare. She had pl ced her
hair over the face OF the child, and
the sleet had frozen Ii to the white
cheek. The frost was white In IL:
half-open eyes and upon its tiny
fingers. know not what became o
my brave boy"
Again the old man bowed his head
and wept. and all that were in the
house wept with him. In tones o.
low heartbroken pathos, the old mar
concluded:
al was arrested, and for Ions
months raved in delirium. 1 awoke
was sentenced to prison for ten years
but no tortures could equal those In
my own bosom. Oh! God, no! / an
not a fanatic. / wish TO injure NJ
one. But while l live let me strive to
warn others, not to enter a path
which has been so dark and fearful ;
one to me. / can zee my angel moth
er, wife and children beyond the vale
OF tears"
Tho old man sat down; but spell
as deep and strange as that wrough
by some wizards breath rested upoi
the audience. Hearts could have
been heard in their beating, ant
tears to fall. The old man then ask
ed the people to sign the pledge
My father then leaped from his sea
and snatched at 1t eagerly. l hat
followed him. as he hesitated mo
ment, with his pen in the ink. A tea
fell from the old mans eye upon th'
paper.
"Sigp iti I would write my nam
ten thousand times in blood, il
would bring back my loved ones"
My father wrote his name: Morti
mer Hudson
The old man looked, wiped hi
eyes and looked again; his counte
nance alternately flushed with re,
and deathlike paleness.
1T is-nol 1t cannot be! Yet hoy
| strange!" muttered the old man
Pardon me, sir, but this is the nam
OF my brave boy"
My father trembled and held N
his left arm, from which the han'
had been severed. They looked for
moment into each others eyes, bot
reeled. and exclaimed:
my owninjured boyi" my father!