The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1881-03-12

QOuDL. a.5,
"Ohl no doubt you can, Mr.. De-
mar, but what good will proof do,
when the mind of the court is
against you. Fact, sir; you had
better let me manage the case in
my0wn way. Fact:is, l am an old
hand at the pump; been in harness
over quarter of a century; | am
the man to prize you Out-wine
and whist are the great levers to
prlze with, before Flaxback. Fact
is, he can't get round en-"
Mt Deediddle ratified away for
nearly an hour, and ! was glad
when he took his departure. He
had-not been gone but a few min.
utes7 when Mrs. Debar came in.
Harry sprang to his feet, and gazed.
at her IN great aStonishment for
several seconds, then said:
"Eddle, this is the lady l saw in
Memphis, in that old brick house,
and | thought I saw you there
with her." I ~. .sa..
sit was my husband, sir, and not
Mr. Demar," replied Mrs. Debar.
I'VE were stopping in an old di-
lapidated brick house; my hus-
band was waiting for some money
to be sent to him. He made his
escape from this Jail, and went to
Memphis; ] followed him, and one
night we fled, as we learned that
detectives were following US. I
have just received a letter from my
husband; he is in Matamoras, Mexi-
co, and am going TO meet him, as
soon as Mr.. Demar is released"
81 see through it all now," said
Harry, you and your husband loft
Memphis, on the very night, when
Demar WAS arrested at Horn Lake,
this unlucky coincidence led me to
believe that he had eloped with
you, and had been false to my sis.
Ter. Acting on this belief, | have
committed an objectionable blum
der, and caused my sisters death,
and ruined all my friends"
AS Mrs. Debar wiped the fast
falling tears from her eyes, she
said ~ am truly sorry, to hear Of
your misfortunes, but hope things
are not so serious as you seem to
think, l, too, have had my share of
trouble; my poor husband has been
compelled to exile himself from
his country, when he was innocent.
love him, and | mean TO go
where he goes; l will share his sOr-
rows, and do my best to make him
happy. 1t is tr6e, that my hus-
band killed Mr. ClantOn, but he
did it in self-detence; and would
have been able to proveit, but un,
fortunately, the only witness, who
saw the whole transaction, died
soon after the killing. Mr.. Clan.
ton was a deputy Sheriff, greatly
beloved by many friends. and
when he was killed, public jndig
nation was aroused to such \ pitch
against my husband, that he was
forced to fly for his life The
friends of the deceased. offered
large rewards for his capture, He
was arrested, and put, in this Jail,
and managed to bring tools, to
him, with which Ihe. Effected
his escape, Tam not ashamed of
| It, but | must request you not to
inform the authorities Of my action,
and l also request you, not to say
anything about the letter ] have
received from my unfortunate hus-
| band. Mr.. Clanton, shot at my
/ husband, the bullet passed through
/ his coat and vest, and when the de-
ceased was about to shoot again,
my husband struck him with a
hatchet, breaking his skull, and
causing instant DEATH" p'''7'
Mrs. Debar now went away,
leaving me alone with Harry. She
promised to be present on 'the~next
morning at the trial, to give her
evidence, which would Of courcei
.Ibe greatly in my favor. II was ct;
ter night, and just six hours from
1.-The time my messenger had started,
with my dispatch, when he came
dashing into my cell with an an
.bswef. He had made thearounh
"trip, distance OF fOrty-eight miles
lin six hours. He informed me,
lthat.he had to wait at the office, just
one hour for the answer, go he had
Idone the travelling in five hours.
INV hand trembIed when I took the
dispatch from the messenger, and
indeed well it might, for kFpsy
THAT little paper, would tell 2 tale.
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