The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1880-09-30

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hst dasbed upou It Thgns WITH an r.
ter be ssld, esfelesslT
+ an, ye., t * rocks 81 tls creek made
qal,e 3 cash IN my shorlder. Yoa zee,
blandly explaining, vtlie was oct
iborgb, I'd try TO cross The creek. Il
Was getting dark, aud " ben reached tho
other slee, found Il 80 rocky that |
oonld scarcely climb up. ] gOt bali way,
then sudden misslsp made me fall. A
sharp pleoo of rock pierced my shoulder,
and, indeed Il has caused me considerable
psip.
I Acb, too bad said Fran Great. have
4 . soothing lotion which yon MAJ put on
Il before yon go 70 bed
/ Thanks. And pn 20 to bed right afler
I've Rad my FuppeF, II ron please, for I
an very ufad. Besides, VIII have To
Fiss early tomorrow morning, 90 that
will 5ave To take the FIRST train.
TIE next morning the whole family
was ip In time 70 see their gucst depart.
lie par,ook with good appetite OF Frau
Grosrs breskfsst Of ham and eggs; he
listened quietly and with seeming reycr-
ence to bis host As be read chapter from
the old, black German Bible and offered
up the usual morning prayer; then, just
ns he Was TO start, he inquired what be
should pay for bis board aud lodging
Oh, nolings-notingsl You're welcome
70 the bed and the bite said Grost, heart
! lily.
You're very kind, said tho stranger
But feel that ! ought to repay you in
some wsy. seq here-opening bis satch-
el--ii you win not 10, me give money,
pray do me The Kindness Of accepting
these little tokens Of gratitude. Here
Frau Groat are tive pair OF stockings that
would just at your busy feet, and here
Gretchen, is bran new pieco Of calico.
more than enough for dress. They are
the only things did not cell, and | do
no. care 10 lug them homo again.
The two women accepted his gifts with
much pleasure, sapd, vl.h mutual ex.
preston OF good luck, the traveller aud
bis kind entertainers parted. Tho former
wore blue checked shirt OF Peter Grosts
lie left his own behind him, telling Frau
Groat that 1t was too soiled for wearing,
but that she might keep II In exchange
for the ono she had given him, AS the
slrarger'ts shirt was II o. client ms sseral
with inca bosom ard cnilg, tbs WORTHY
dame thought she had made good bar,
gain.
William GRAY son, q faI laer IL ih5 yicin-
ity of Haywood, missed one of his cows
thai Friday night, and early OIL the fol-
lowing morning set out to search for her
He hunted through the meadow lands,
followed the course of tho creek quito q
way, and finally entered the pine woods.
When about hall way through, brown
object lying on the grses, little distance
from him, attracted his attention. He
went to it. II was large piece Of wrap
ping paper, aud long bit OF twine was
lying beside il. The paper was damp
with dew, and as Grayson carelessly turn
ed 1t over In his hand, be observed some
red spots on it. He examined them more
closely. They were the bloody Iprints :of
thumb and fingersl
He looked around him keenly. He
soon noticed that the bang OF forms Dor.
dering the path was, in one place crush
cd and broken. He followed these
marks they led him to the densest and
most unfrequented part Of tho woods,
and there, in hollow, almost covered
with low underbrush, lay the body of a
woman. Itwss Mrs. Curtis, lying stiff
and stark, with bloody cash across her
| throatl
Two hours later, party Of men was
bunting the lesiy labyrihths OF the pino
woods. They were endeayoring 10 lind
the trail of the murderer.
An hour passed, and they had met with
no success. Some of them had gathered
together for cons ultaiion, when suddenly
q cry from one OF their companions, who
was little distance from them attracted
their attention.
SEQ what have found he cried, hold
ing up spool of thread. II was dirty
and dlngy, and wet With dew; but Mr..
Brown, the merchant, who was with the
party, recognized il at once, aad be said
! les ono Of The spools poor Mrs. Curtis
bought # NE yesterday. It's pink, you
see. She was real particular about the
color. She was piecipg chair cushion,
and wanted the right shade. Now, It's
evident that the villain who murdered
her took this route through The woods.
See how the ferns are crushed down this
wAy. Harry, we've got elew now7
The trail led ont Of tho woods aInto
;he meadow, and opened right ints the
yard OF Pster Gfost. They were going
around 10 the back door 10 knock, and
ask II any ofthe inmates bad seen q stran-
ger lurking about the premises, when Mr..
Brown chsnced to look In 1t the window.
A look of extreme CONSERVATION over
spread his ruddy face.
Ny God he cried, soc therei
All iurned Ane looked in the window.
II room was 1noe cupied. The clock
licked cheerfuiiy 10 one corner A cat
was eozlly curlcd up on 6 chair cushion,
purring contenledly. But on the table In
the cenler OF tie room lGy two pairs Of
+ ssoekinsa. and near fhern half anrnjieI