Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1880-09-17

come IN, ami my frau snail get YOU
something 70 eat
The table WAS soon spread with u
neat. white cloth upon which was
placed platter ot cold boiled meat.
garnished with vegetables, then plate
If white bread, n roll Of butter, 4 dish
Of shining black raSherricS and Il plate
of spicy ginger cookies.
Il feel too dirty Is sit down IL de-
cen, table, said the traveller with q
smiles May trouble YOU for a basin
uf water o.
II Mas brought, Ns he took OIL his
coat prGuaNtorv Ia washing his face
and hands, Gretchen, who stood beside
him with a fresh towel in her hands,
uttered a slight scream.
Blood she cried. There's blood
ON Your sleeves
The basin Of water fell from the
strangers hands, Ills face Shone white
through the gliStening drops Of water
he had dashed upon II. Then With an
effort lie said carelesSly
All. yes; those rocks by the creek
made quitc,a gashin my shoulder. You
see. hiandly explaining, while WAS
lost thought Id try to cross the creek
1t was getting dark, and when reach
cd the other side, found i 50 rocky
that could scarcely climb up | got
half way. then II sudden miSStcp made
me fall, 4 sharp piece Of rock pierced
my shoulder, and indeed, II has caused
me considerable pain.
"Ach, too bad" said Frau Groat
II have soothing lotion which YOU
may put ON it before YOU go 10 bed =
Thanks. And LII 60 to bed right
after I've had my supper. ifyou please
for am very tired. Besides, ! will
have to rise early tomorrow morning,
SO that may take the first train.
The next morning the whole family
was up in time to see their guest de-
part. He partook With good appetite
of Frau Groat's breakfast of ham and
eggs: he listened quietly and with rcv-
crcncc to his host rs he read chapter
from the old, black German Bible and
offered up the usual morning prayer;
then. lust rs he was ready to start, he
inquired what he should pay for his
board and lodging.
"Oh. uotngs -notings. You're wei
come to the bed and bite" said Groat
heartily.
You're very kind said the stran-
ger. "But feel that ought to repay
vou in some way See hcre'-opcning
his satchel-,if YOU willnot let me give
YOU money. pray do me the kindness
of accepting these little tokens Of graf
itude. Here, Frau Groat, are two pairs
of stockings that would Just fit your
busy feet, and here, Gretchen, i a bran
new piece of calico more than enough
for dress. They are the only things
| did not sell, and do not care to lug
them home again.
The two women accepted his gifts
with much pleasure, and, with mutual
expressions of good luck, the traveller
and his kind entertainers parted. The
former wore hme-chccked shirt Of
Peter Groat's. lie left his own behind
him, telling Frau Groat that il was too
soilCd for wearing but that she might
keep it in exchange for the one She had
given him. As the strangers shirt was
Of excellent material, with linen bosom
and cuffs, the worthy dame Thought She
had made Il good bargain.
William Grayson. Il farmer IN the
vicinity Of Haywood, missed one of his
cows that Friday night and early on
the following morning set out To search
for her. He hunted through the mead
ow-lands, followed the course OF the
creek quite way, and finally entered
the pine woods. When about half way
through, Il brown object lying on the
grass, little distance from him attract
ed his attention. He went TO it. II
was large piece of wrapping paper,
and long bit of Irvine was lying be-
side it. The paper was damp with dew,
and. as Grayson carelessly turned il
over in his hand, he observed some red
spots on it, He examined them moro
closely. They were the bloody prints
Of thumb and fingers,
He looked around him keenly. lie
soon noticed that the bank of ferns
bordering the path was, in ono place
crushed and broken, lie followed
these marks; they led him to the dcns
est and most unfrcqucnted part Of tht
woods. and there, III hollow, almost
covered with low underbrush, lay the
body Of Il woman II was Mrs. Curtis.
living still and stark, witha bloody cash
across her throat.
Two hours later party oi men wa.
hunting the lcafy lahyrinths Of the pine
woods. They were endeavoring to find
the trail Of the murderer
An hour passed, and they had met
with no success, Some Of them had
gathered together for the purpose 81
consultation, when suddenly 4 cry from
one Of their companions, who was a lit
tie distant from them, attracted theii
attention.
Sec what have found he cried
holding mp 4 spool Of thread II wa
dirty and dingy, and wet with dew hut
Mr.. Brown. Ii \ merchant, who wa-
with the party. recognized II at once
and he said
It's one Of tic spool. poor Mr.. Ctr
It's bought Of me Yesterday It.. pink
you SEQ. She YEAS real particular about
the color She was piecing = chan
cushion. and wanted the right shade
Now, it, evident that the villain whe
murdered her took thi, route through