The Ripley advertiser. [volume] (Ripley, Miss.) 1843-1897, 1881-03-05

~ az ISlHS sSaLSO3 tuo quo6l ulI5GI
ed Ingomar to resume his story,
! lNGoMAR's STORY CONTINUED.
~ was greatly astonished, and
very much disappointed, when Mrs
Debar returned to nay cell, and In
formed me that the civil authori
ties refused to believe her, when
6h3, informed them that | was not
hex husband. They thoughtit was
ruse invented by her, to get hel
hlsband out of prison, but she was
kind enough to bring a lawyer to
see me on the subject Mr.. Dee
ditdle was a middle aged man,
I with a very red nose ana a ponder.
Gus stomach, evidently a devout
worshiper Of Baccbus [ don't think
4 ever san SUCH a red nose on a
mans face, lie was a perfect talk.
}thg machine; aud ! was rather dis
trustful Of him, but he assured me,
that there would be no difficulty, in
securing my release.
"Fact is, Dir. Demar, Pm an old
hand at the pump--no cure no pay
IS my motto" said Mr. Deediddle,
as he wiped the perspration from
his brow with red handkerchief of
enormous size. "FaCt. Mr.. De-
mar, have walked in the legal har-
mess for twenty years; what 1 don't
Enow about llw ain't printed yet.
Fact, Mr.. Demar, never lost half a
dozen cases in my life. Fact, sir,
and when you get me on a HABGAS
CORPUS, can beat the inventor Of
the glorious writ. All, sir, that's a
glorious writ. Fact, sir, its the pa
ladiun OF liberty--it's the alpha
and Omega of American freedom.
| Fact, sir, I'll prize you out Of this
horrible place, sir, with this great
lever Of the law center-pole
Of the prisoners castle of hope,
Fact is, Judge Flaxback always
yields TO me--he is very fond Of
whist, and | always let him win,
then he returns the favor when
making decisions. Fact, sir, he
never decides against me-ha al,
ways stops with me during court
he loves good wine--I always keep
the very best. Fact, sir, keep
him full; but business is business,
YOU know, Mr.. Dem&r-no cure no
pay. | believe told you chat was
nay motto-yes, sure enough | did;
but retainer you know is always
customary--a small rotainor--say
| fifty dollars, Fact is, Mr., Demar,
business is business, you know"
I, | gave him fifty dollars as quick
as [ could, and would have given
him double that sum, if he hat de-
mandedit.
'For heavens sake, Mr.. Daedld-
de-" said /, get ne out oflhis mis-
cradle place, and you shall be well
paid"
"Facs is, sir, you shall be out be-
fore tomorrow night. Judge Flax
back is to be in town this very day,
and I'll have a HABEAs CORPUS -sery-
ed on The sheriff Immediately"
| was glad when he went away,
but it was but a short while before
he returned, accompanied by the
Circuit cOGrt clerk, who came to
3 administer the oath, that / had to
make, In order to procure She writ.
made the oath, and again | was
lett alone, when bright rays ofhope
began to steal in on me. | laid
myself down on my hard bed, and
began to gaze at Lottie's picture,
and my mind was so intently fixed
on (he dear image, that | did not
hear the jailer when he opened the
door.
! "Ihsnks be to heaven, Eddie, |
have found You at last" exclaimed
Harry NalIingtord, as he sank
down by my side, aud burst into
tears. .Oh Eddie, kill me! kill me!
am the yilest wretch, that ever
disgraced the face Of this green
earth. ] have spread misery and
ruin, around all who loved me. !
have broken Lottie's heart, and she
! is dying. DIR. Dodson says she can
not live three days longer. On
; why was ever created2 | dare not
ask you to forgive me; can only
ask you to slay. me. If remorse
could kill, I.woutd have been dead
: long ago there is a flaming fire
consuming my yitalS-yet it will
! not kill me. Lottie will die, with
a curse on her lips against me, fol
: she believes | have murdered you
andit will be too late to undeceive
her, for she is dying Of a broker
! heart. have killed the sweetes'
Y gieter that mortal man aver had