The Evening post. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1888-1889, 1888-12-05
THE SECTIONS STORY.

"They soy that dead men tell no
tales said the sexton, "but this grave
here" pointing to grass-grown mound,
gave up u secret once.
cold Scrann is buried under them
sods. He lived over in yonder broken
down hovel, as crusiy an old cuss rs ever
was, and lived like q dog in u kennel
for all he had plenty O. money.
"He never made no friends and there
wasn't much talk around town when he
was found murdered near his own door
one night.
HE left will requestin' he should
be buried in n coffin which lay in his
house, so dug grave over in tho pau
per's corner and left him there till fur
der called for.
"Somc few days after this a stranger
turns up who says he was Old Scrann's
brother, and axes were the grave was,
SOS he could shed tear of regret on it,.
81 led him to the spot, but he forgot
all about the tear when we got there, and
begun to aX lot o. curious questi' ms.
He wanted to know all about Old
Scrann's coffin, and how IL was made,
and outen what kind O. stuff.
hf}"I thought IL was only nat'ral for a
brother to take such an int rcst-we'vc
all different ways of shown our fcelin s..
you know; but when he got TO inquirin'
how deep we'd buried the diseased, and
the natur' O. the sile, begun 10 prick
my ears.
'Ohol my good fellowp thinks l.,
that's your game, is it?'
"You see there was medical college
in the neighborhood, and the body.
snatchers'd been doin' lively business
of late, which the authorities was deter
mined to break up and sod offered big
reward to whocverd nab the first resur-
rectioner.
81 jest drapt over to the Mayors and
limited my suspicious an hour later, and
he detailed half dozen spry fellows
and a constable to go with me and
watch old Scrann's grave that night.
eve waited till twas dark, and then
posted ourselves in the shadow of a
clump o. weepin' willers where we
could see and hear without bein' OBJ
served.
st was nigh onto midnight when we
seed two stealthy flggers approachin' old
Scrann's grave.
Here it is said a voice, which |
recognized as belongin' to my mornin'
visitor. How bamboozled the old fool
of sexton with that story bout my
brother!'
odd you p chuckled to myself.
"'What fools we was, says the other,
mot to investigate the coffin the night
we killed the old rip.
I'D done it, too, if you'd only stuck
by me, says the first.
"'Stuck by you ?-confound YOU says
tother, the sight on it made you run
faster n did u
We'll, well-better late N never
Then they began diggin' briskly, and
before long we could hear their spades
thump on Old Scrann's coffin.
"Now, handy resurrectioner only
digs hole down at the head, breaks of
part OF the coffin lid and drags out the
corp by rope round its neck; but these
scoupdrels cleaned out the whole grave
and hauled up coffin and all with couple
of cords they had, Then they pried of
the led and tumbled out Old Scrann's If
over the coffin and lifted out plank jest
they went to fumblin' in the coffin again
"'The light here!-quick!' says one,
much excited.
n BuSh " llBhl llOhl VIZ ODShNt oiiNN
of dark lantern fell full into the coffin
"Ahl here it isl says the pretended
brother. L thought as much when
herd the story Of that curious will. The
old will imp givin' Old Seams carcage {
kick, lust to think, after we'd robbed
the bank and give him the swag to hide
he should not only run off with it,
but try to carry it out of the world will
him Ughl the old brute! and he gave
Old Scrann another kick.
cup, boys. and at 'em, says the con
stable, and in trice we had in our
clutches both Old Scrann's murderer
and the money and bonds they'd stol'
from the - Bank morn a year be
fore.
"Besides the reward offered by tn
Mayor we got han some one from tn
bank, which, however, didn't prossycoo
the pris' ners, for the very good reason
that they was both hanged for the muir
der of Old Scrann.
$50, you see, even the grave some
times gives up its secrets"
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AN ALARMING SHOWING.