The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1880-03-11

Z" The father did not over-like it; still,
he was open-handed with the young
man, educated him finely; sending him
to school and college, until it was easy
seeing that the boy, who was fne-loOk-
| ing enough, was beginning to think nc
small things of himself. IT'S said he
even lifted his eyes TO one of Squire
! Churchill's aughters-leastways at
the last. But | am not telling it you
straight on You should come and see
my wife, if you wish to hear the story
wei told. y
4 g But was there such presumption? P in
quifed the listener. 90 You say this young
man was well educated and good-look-
/ ing, and perhaps'h after a second S
/ hesitation-Es the lady liked him. -
'sHe should have known his place
better,'' said Mr.. Stisted, sturdily
'' le0stways, he should have learnt it.
What is young lady's fancy worth
! She was but sixteen Squire Church
! ills daughters were not for such as he.
However, this love-making, or what
/ ever they may chose to call it, was only
discovered afterWard, when every thing
was brought to light. And in the mean
time the tragedy came"
" WellPn asked the stranger, leaning
forward with interest on his face.
'' A murder was committed here
Yes, you may start. In this quiet vii
tlage, where nothing was heard out of
the common from one years end to
another; in this village-in that lane
where it joins Squire Churchill s
grounds-Squire Churchil's second son
was found dead. - ~
"And P''F tI- ~ tF
" And then, as l said before, it all
came out about this poor young Sutton
keeping company with Miss Churchill /;
for it seems the foolish young thing, not
being able to see him elsewhere, had
agreed to meet him in that lane on that
very night; for one of the farm laborers
saw them part, and her run up through
the meadows home, only few minutes
before he heard cry, and ran forward
to find poor Master Harry lying there
dead
"Of course Mr.. Sutton was taken
upP"
''Of course, sir. But now comes the
queer part of the story. For though he
was tried, and it was proved most beau
tifully that he had killed Mr. Harry for
telling him what he thought of his con-
duct, and was condemned to be hung
and was afterwards only let off with
transportation for fifteen years-yet
now it seems
&" That it was not he, after all?''
How did you guess that? The other
day there comes the news as another
man has confessed TO the crime on his
death.bed, so that, after all, young SUIT
ton has suffered all these years for what
was no fault of his. Leastways, so the
young Squire told us, t'other day. His
mother always believed in him." he
went on after moments pause. =" 1t
will come right some day." she often
said to me: Mr.. Stisted, it will come
right some day. 1t is a miscarrying of
I juatice.' His father died-could not
lift up his head again; but his mother
has aye waited
Something like a sob burst from his
companion, and Farmer Stisted looked
up in surprise.
e" have heard something of this, :"
he said, in a stammering fashion, in
answer to the look. stI knew this man
that is, l have met him.
Z" Is that so, sirP" said the farmer,
with fresh interest. ''Ay, 1 remember
you said you had been long out of
England. Well, l shall be glad to see
him back, and shake him by the hand,
and bid him forget the past. If there
! is little else, there is still his mother to
come back to. What was he doing
when you saw him, sir?''
- He had heard he was free.''
g And what was he like? and was he
minded to forget the past, and return to
England?"
He was a saddened, sObered man
when knew him, with only one hope
left, out of the many life had once
offered and he was going home"
" And what was the hope, if / may
make so bold as to ask? Perhaps he
i knew his mother had never believed the
.evil, and was waiting for himP'
8. Maybe; but he did nos speak of her,
j perhaps because he was SO sure of her
He told me that the last night before he
left England-yOu know - g''-the
farmer nodded" that he had an inter
view with
eyes, yes, interrupted Mr.. Sisted
sagely; "we heard all about it, though
it was kept so dark. Itwas Miss Helen
bless you, the little yellow-haired Miss
no harm in speaking of it now-and al
so changed since! Well, she saw hin
to say Good-by.''' q
Yes, so this man told me and thaf
they parted, she saying that, let hel
people say or do what they might, she
would await his return in perfect trus
and patience"
GA pity he did not give his love t.
the other sister, - remarked Mr.. Sisted
. if all stories are to be believed"
WhyP'' @ 0
s. Because she was in love with hin
always; and plain though she was, Miss
Jane was a good, true woman, and has
never lifted her head or looked at an
other man since those sad days"
g Is that really true?''
" No call to misdoubt IL, sir; any on,
in the village will tell you the sam,
story; and, as 1 said before, twas
pity, seeing as every thing has worke,
round right, that it was not on Mis-
Jane as he set his affections; for beins
SO plain, as you might say mayhal
, there would not have been such a grea
objection to his having herr
The stranger made no reply, ap
parently being lost in thought owe
Farmer Stisted's last words. And h
continued:
- He would not have been such bat
match in those days, for her, at least
for he was a fine, ganant-looking yOun:
chap, with a pleasant word for ever.
one"
'' You remember him?"
" Yes, well. l never thought very il
of him, myself A hasty word, a blow
these come over-quiekly when the bloot
is young"
- Do you think l am like himP' Th
/, speaker drew himself up, and stood look
2 ing with something almost like anxiet
5 into Farmer Stisted's red, comely face
When / knew him. he added, ''w
r used to be often thought to resemble on
another"
stI can not see it myself. sir.r sai