The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1880-12-04

/ iAt tSiOihs " pO 'uiuho. 'llN WI W ouQ
all of Miss 'Bramlett. / wonder
how she will feel when she sees
her friend bnng Tor mnrdef9 Her
broIher was engaged be married
to Miss Brdmletl wlien The murder
was committed; but they say lie
has ruin away 10 California and left
! his afianced bride here to be hung,
while he goes 10 get his nncle's
great fortune. QI Yourse that will
make honors eaay--he loses his
sweetheart but wins fortune.
That ought to console him, at any
raie. They, say that you are taking
on about Lottie WalIingtord. Doc
tor, she would no doubt make you
good wife, il she wasn't so much
Hike old Rockland slways talking
about books and book learning.
She knows too much; | don't like
SO much genius. | like business.
1t is my character to despise poe.
try. i hale these dreamy, senti.
mental women who can memonze
whole book and ;hen repeat it in
public. ! hate. those silly women
who sing pothing but sentimental
songs. They are always talking
about sweet flowers, sweet poetry,
sweet birds, sweet scenery, sweet
music-everything is sweet with
them. l hate sweet things; it Is
my characterize hate sweet things.
! i MISS WaIlinglord would give as
much Of her time to our Pant
Patching SIsterhood as she does TO
her music and books and landscape
painting, she would be thought
much better of, SO she would. She
and Miss Bramlett have converted
the. Jail INTO a picture gallery, con-
cert nall and book library. For
my part, | don't see how the jaier
puts up with such doings. The
idea that marderess in Jail, await
I.inglher trial, should be painting
pictures, reading poetry and play
ing the guitar surpasses my com,
prehension. She had better be
reading her bible or prayer-book,
and making preparations to meet
her God, for she is certain to be
hung. 4 know enough myself to
hang her, and 4. mean TO tell it. l
saw her with my own eyes when
she went into the apartments Of
that gam bier, at the dark hour Of
night. You see, | had my suspi-
cions abOutherI any way, and when
saw her meet Bqwles in the gar
den, that night, | concluded that
some deviltry was going Oh, and
determined to watch her. | have
the advantage you see, Doctor,
over other women--it is no trou-
ole for me to- Disguise myself l
am very tall, you perceive, and my
broiher's clothes fit me to a T.,
Then | have a moustache that
makes the disguise complete. l
made il my business to wsylay Mr..
lsagIand's premises every night
unulI succeeded in accomplishing
my object. One very dark night
obout 8 O'clock, | saw Mss Bran
lett 60 ont OF the house by the
back way aud walk cautiously to-
wards 4hs back side of the garden.
! was concealed among the shrub.
berry, and saw her coming directly
towards the spot where | was, She,
however, turned to the left, passing
within ten PAGES of me. She ap-
peared to oe locking for some one,
for she stopped near me and waited
for several minutes +; then she
turned square off to the. right and
entered the summer house BY the
back door. think she remained
in the summer house about ten
minutes; at any rate, she remained
iniltnantil i began to grow restless
and was thlnking oftrying 10 slip
around TO the front door, SO as. to
enable me to see whether or not
she was alone The, sky was elear,
and although it was quite dark,
The stars sRone out very bright.
alTording a Eittle light, which enal
bled me TO see aM her movementa!
II could see that she had her face
covered with a. veil, but l knew her
by The dress and shawl she wore
they were the same shehad on Ihe
tune / met her at tEs WIDOW
ISPfattss Wen she came 6at of
the summer honseeshesweat III thsH
direction Of lhss carriage bopse1
which, you know, is sast of lAe
summer house, and about forty
yards from III | tlfobghr 1t that
time sAe was going INTO the carr
rage hense, but III thai was miss