The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1883-04-16

| powerful glass OF photographed ny the
use of strong lenses. by which means he
| thought Il picture of tile murderer might
| frequently be obtained. DR.. Ayers has
| just finished series OF experiments, III
| which he examined over sst,tlsand
| eyes of animals and persons, hu; failed
| TO find Il SINGLE impression on them taai
could lie COZ strncted into the form oi
the last Object l.s.el. Tie nearest
approaeii MAS l,y pbotograpi.iilg the
| eve If i rabbit thai had been paralvzed
by -atrs.ts ine. but that ss,s too iInpor.
| fet to !, If any use wn4teter.
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Will with pain and passion, vi. iloti
uttering q word he drew keen pointed
dirk knife and made one furious thrust
| at his weak little advel s::iy heart. In
stantly rs he did so, however, Stephens,
Selling stout umbrella which he held
in his left hand, interposed ii a, II de-
Tense, and was able for 4 mon.eHt 10
hold him at arms length. The knife fell
short OF IFS mark. Once more il was
thrust at Stephens, cutting deep cash
III his arm, but reaching 40 vital point
eighteen times it cut deep into his
breast, arms aud body, but still lac did
not fall Then he could hold ont no
longer. No courage, 10 spirit, how
ever firm and uny-ielting, could long
withstand such an attack. Cone was
determined to finish his work. He
threw all his great weight against the
umbrella which held him away from the
man he intended 10 kill. 1t broke;
Stephens, half fainting, fell upon his
back. The giant Cone Was ut his throat
in n moment; his head, by a grip of
iron, was held against the cruel floor;
the keen and blood-dripping knife was
held aioft before him ready for the fatal
thrust, but still the poor, pale face of
the little hero was set and defiant his
black eyes still flashing undauntedly
''Retraet, or Iii cut your cursed
throat" Kissed Cone.
CUT I'll never retract,' gasped the
almost lifeless Stephens.
Like a flash the knife came down.
With an almost stiperAuman effort the
PROSTATE man caught it in his right
hand Clean through the muscles,
tendons and bones of the hand it cut.
then stuck fast and reached no vital
part. With desperate strength Cone
tried to wrench it free. With grasp
almost of death the horribly mangled
and mutilatcd hand still held il fast.
IN the struggle Stephens was once more
dragged to his feet; the blood was rush
ing in streams from his many wounds;
his hold upon the knife which sought
his brave heart began to relax; he
was dying. But even when he believed
the next moment would be his last,
strong men came to his relief.
Then quickly the wounds which Mr..
Stephens had received were examined.
1t was found that one of them had pen
etlated to within the sixteenth of an
inch of his heart An intercostal artery
had been cut. The doctors declared
that he would surely die. Happily
their predictions were not verified. His
life was saved by the unremitting care
of . surgeon, his devoted friend, who,
as good fortune would have il, hap
pened to be IN Atlanta at the time.
When he recovered, with a ma9nanim-
ity of which few men are capable even
of understanding, he refused to prose
cute Gone, and that person, instead oil
getting his deserts III the dark cell of a
State Prison, was fined 81 900. and,
with his '.honQr vindis:tted, WIS al
lowed to 90 free. MIR. Stephens always
spoke of him IN terms of consideration
and forgiveness. Not long ago, refer
ring To the terrible struggle l have at
tempted To describe, and showing me
the great hole in his maueled hand, lac
said, with quiet :lni far-away look in
his deep. dark eyes: Poor Cone! I'm
sure he'd be sorry if he knew What
trouble | have 10 write with these stit1
fingers of mine. :"