Montgomery County sentinel., 1888-03-16

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wanted to hear something Of Jean, too.
II reached there, surprised my old
boss, who said he had heard | was dead
He invited me in though somehow lie
didn't seem very hearty ID his welcome
I sat there an hour when 10 comes two
constables, claps irons on me, and shows
me warrant for my arrest-for the mur-
der of old Monsieur and Misss Bazipe,
"Of course | objected, t'wernt no
good. | landed in the town Jail. There
| heard the first knew Of the matter,
1t seems that about I o'clock on the
morning left Round Lake so suddenly,
Peter Carter had rushed to the nearest
neighbors and informed them that the
old couple had been murdered, their
bodies carried off and the house robbed
He had slept with a friend, he said, a
mile away Jean had left, aud the old
people we're alone. Their beds we're
covered with blood and the house all
turned up. 9ptat
"Whom did he suspect p
"Why, me--Ben Marlin, who had
been there the night before drunk u
quarreling with the old man. cursing
and threatening him. lss
II was looked for, my haste in leav-
ing and refusal to tell why, my every
action convinced all of nv guilt. was
traced to New York, to the ship in which
sailed, but in those days there was no
way of telegraphing ahead to stop mo.
There was Ben Martin also in the crew,
and he died of the tremsns on the Sc
cond day out, This found its way into
the papers and the people interested con
cluded that Martin was n mistake for
Marlin, and that was gone - .
We'll, was in pretty bad fix But
sends for lawyer and gives him five
hundred out of my, pile He was
mighty white chap -~eyen il he, was a
lawyer-rd been overhauling NY mem,
ory and gave him some points He went
to work on 'em with will.
"'rhe day of trial came, and it was
a big day in that town. Peter Carter
swore dead against me, how cursed and
threatened the old man, how | hnd u big
stick in my hand, afterward found, all
bloody, in the bedroom. How | had
been seen lettering around near the
house afterwards. He believed, felt
sure, that was the murderer.
''liis friend, stupid lout. swore that
Peter slept with him tho night of the
killing. He couldn't tell what time Pc
ter went away for be slept until the boss
kicked him up.
"Jean, prettier than ever. reluctantly
testified that had returned curse for
curse with old Buzine, but not as bad as
Petor Carter stated, and that had made
no threats except that | would take
the wind out of his sails yet"
Other witnesses of little things help
ed make the case black for me.
MY lawyer asked that ! might tell
my story. was put on the stand All
listened and Peter Carter sat down in
front of me with a snecr on his thick,
ugly lip" .a,s5.a
told my story thus ...,.....e,
"On the evening had the words
with old Monsieur Bazinc, had big
stick in my hand the ono shown here
to-day. | did loter about the house,
not very near, for an hour or more after
leaving the doorstep. hoped to SEQ
Jean. started in desperation, at last.
to knock again at the door When
reached the fence thought what a fool
| was and stopped. The dog came to
me, threw my club at him, then walk
ed away and went to my home. ! didn't
sleep much, and early next morning |
went to a point on High Rocks, with
my fathers spy glass and lay there look
ing for Jean to come out to milk the
COWS. wanted to go and make up.
| could see all the Bazine farm and the
lake from where | was. being 10 high,
and the spy-glass made things pretty
clear to me. didn't see Jean. but
did see some things that | thought moth
ing of then, but can understand now"
'If what you saw has anything to do
with this case, you can state it, said
the Judge.
II turned my eyes full on Peter Car
ter as he sat facing me. His brown
face was dirty white, his hands trembled;
there was no sneer on his lips now. He
tried hard to face me and couldn't. "As
lay on the rock" said with my eye
to the glass, about a quarter after s
o'clock, | see Peter Carter coming up
the road from Miller Davis house.
When he reached his uncle's he opened
a window in the side and jumped in. In
about five minutes he came out Of the
door, looked around, picked up stick,
which must have been tho one | threw
over and saw again to-day. He stood
with it, hefting it, for a little time, then
went into the house. 1t was full TWEEN
ty minutes, guess, before | see him
come out with big bag or bundle on
his back, aud this he carried down to
Bazine's boat in the lake, that was tied
to tree. He put this load in the boat
went back to The house and came out
with another sack OF bundle aud carried
it likewise TO the boat; then be got in,
stood up and sculled the boat into the
middle Of the lake, where he flung the load
overheard. Then be came back, went
into the house, and in ten minutes or SO
was out again with a third or smaller
bundle He laid this down near tae
fence, went off and got spade. dug like
fury until he made hole, and in it bid
the bag. Then be filed in the dirt,
tramped it down, and seemed to scatter
rubbish over it. BY this time | had
concluded Jean was not about. | had
heard so much of Bazine's queer ways
of doing that | thought little or nothing
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