McCook weekly tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 188?-1886, 1885-02-19

and was wounded by piece Of shell at
| Shiloh. After the war went home,
but found that the uncle with whom
| had lived, was reduced almost to a
penniless condition. He did not long
survive, and there being nothing in
Richmond to particularly bind me to
the place, wandered away and have
never returned. ] have come to this
state to look after the land interest of
a corpration, and. so soon as my bust
ness is completed, / shall go back to
st. Louis.
Until then, - said Mrs. Metford,
"you must remain at our house. Al
though know that you are moi our
son, yet to see yon here revives and
illustrates memory that is SO dear"
Here the poor woman completely
broke down.
MARY" said the old gentleman, APP
preaching her and stroking her hair,
'.dont give way to your feelings. l
would not have urged him to come
but I knew that if 1 did not, you, in
the event of hearing of this wonderful
likeness, would never forgive me.
Don't give away, now"
She became calm. but every time
she looked at me, could see her lip
CULVER. "What pity, that am not
your son." l unused. ''Any man,
aside from natural affection, would
feel proud of such a mother" l
thought of the dead son and of what a
splendid home his death had made
| cherries, and l almost wished that I
had told the couple that was really
their Norval, whose death was erron-
| eopsly announced.
After dinner, to which I was in
| duced to remain, we were sitting in
the parlor when a loud knock on tho
| front door, caused momentary fiut-
ter of excitement. Mr.. Metford. who
| answered the summons, soon returned
accompanied by the town marshal.
Approaching me, and placing his un.
gentle hand on my shoulder, he said !:
81 want you"
want me?" asked in surprise.
ayes, want you."
"What right have you to want me,
as you term it?''
He took out a paper and handed it
to me. It was warrant, arresting
me on charge of willfully and ma
liciously deceiving the people of Greg
more. 1t was useless 20 resist, and al
though the old gentleman and his wife
protested against such an indignity
being imposed on a guest of their
house, yet by the feelingless ruffian 1
was led away and lodged in Jail.
CHAPTER II.
The next day was arraigned before
a justice of the peace, who requested
me to make brief statement of how [
came to town: did SO, telling him to
the best of my recollection I told
him about losing my trunk, and l ven
tured to take to task village that
would stubbornly shut its eyes and al
low the preparation of such outrages.
The town marshal swore that did not
come by rail, that no train had come
in since two days before; that 1 had
come on a steamboat, the s'Farmer
Boy''-the captain of which steamer
was present-and that had no trunk.
The captain, a very gentlemanly look
ing fellow, arose and astonished me
with the following statement
'Just before leaving Little Rock,
day before yesterday, this man, who
calls himself Hockersmith, came to
ne and said that he would like to go
up the river as far as Cregmore that
he was employed by st. Louis land
corporation, and that as his baggage
had somehow failed to arrive, he was
without money. Of course could not
allow this story to a fleet me into the
generosity of presenting the man a
ticket, nor to tell him that he might
take his own time in paying me; but I
did tell him that he would be COM
PEELED to pay his passage in advance.
He declared that he had no money, but
that if would let him come up as
deck passenger, he would, upon reach
ing this place, get the money from a
friend and pay me. It's only a.small
amount and l should not have men
toned it but for the fact that the mar
shall came down ana asked me about
the strange fellow
what have you to say concerning
these statements?" asked the justice.
s.Nothing, only that they are not
true,'' I replied. 'sAs ! tell you, [
came here by rail, arriving yesterday
morning"
'.But no train arrived yesterday
morning."
Then I became indignant. Cali
right, have 1t your way" said l.
lone man cannot stand up against so
many. II l deserve punishment. fine
me and I will go on the rock pile or
the convict farm and work it out"
81 don't exactly see how you have
violated the law" replied the magis-
trate. looking at me with almost an ex-
preston of pity. ''You have not OBJ
tanned money by false pretenses.
$50 far as his PASSAGES concerned"
remarked the steamboat man, II am
not anxious. I would not have him
punished for that"
The town marshal shifted and twist
ed himself around in his chair. l
could see that he did not like the
change which had come over the
court.
Your honor" said he, ''this man
also made false statements to Mr..
Bunch, proprietor of the hotel. He
obtained board under false pretenses."
understood him He would urpe