St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-07-24
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lime. Her large blue eyes were blood
shot, and dark shadow appeared be-
meath them, her tlaXen hair was di-
Bheveled and the marks of brutal fingers
stood out with intiamed prominence on
her tender throat. She could not climb
the steps, and called out, family and
piteouSly: Mother"
The woman rose from her chair,
dropped her scissors and spoolS, threw
her work on the floor and gazed at her
child-stupefied and horror stricken.
She caught her up and pressed her to
her heart, moaning:
my God! my God!'
That night the child died. Mounted
men and men on foot were sent scour-
Ing the forests, AID towards morning
they brought in negro. He was the
criminal.
The younger and
MORE HOT-BLOODED
men Insisted on speedy termination of
the tragedy, but other counsels pre-
vailed. Here was rare opportunity
for the display of gdevelish skill, horri-
BILE ingenuity and cruel refinement.
"Bob Angel goes down tonight don't
hep" said one.
"YeS-on the 49,"
cat II :45?'' Yes, at 11:45.''
"Send him down on Bob's engine"
The prisoner was held until the freight
train pulled up at the station. When
Bob Angel descended from the fire-cab
he was followed by his negro fireman.
The latter had evidently just finished
his supper. for he was wiping the grease
from his shining lips and chin with the
back of his hand. He procured the oil
can and torch and was "Oiling up'' as
long run between stations was ahead.
The negro had neck like BULBS: he
was somewhat knOck-kneed and had
spiay feet of enormous size; he was
large and strong, and could crack
hickory nuts between his teeth like
hog. He was called cole Bony," be-
cause he diSdained to eat the meat
only of chickens. He ate bones and all.
"Pll turn him over to Bony," said
Angel; not that mind doing it my
self, but Bony will enjoy it so much,n
Bony was called aside and the
CRIME REVEALED TO HIM.
An that's the niger dar what done
it."-"Yes."
Bony went to one side and "studied
the situation" pondering deeply.
Angel eyed him closely, endeayoring TO
decipher every expression as an index
OF the thoughts that gathered under the
woody pate of the negro. Bony was
sitting on the end of a cross tie, his ell
bows resting on his knees and his grimy
fingers interlocked. He was bare
headed and he softly tapped
the ground with his long feet,
slowly and alternately. His head was
bent and his eyes were half closed.
After sitting few minutes he rose and
shook himself like a dog that has been
asleep. After this he went to a tele-
graph pole and rubbed his back
against it.
"Hyars me!' he said.
The prisoner was placed in the tender
in sitting posture, his back against the
pile of wood, and his face turned to-
wards the locomotive. His hands were
tied behind him and his legs were
bound together at the knees and ankles.
A gag was in his mouth. Bob Angel
pulled open the throttle valve and the
train slowly dragged its length into the
night; and all that could be seen bv
those left behind were two ewes that
stared back at them from the last car.
One OF these eyes was red, the other
green. They were the real signal lights.
- b'lieve rs de boss fur er while,
amt |, cap'n?"
Yes, believe So" replied Angel.
Without another word Ole BOnY went
to the wOod-pile and commenced to
pitch the fuel to the front of the tender.
Having done this he began to pile it up
On the fOot-bOard in two separate heaps.
One contained the
RICH, RESINoUS
pine and the other the oak and the
hickory. He then opened the furnace
hre door and threw in the pine rapidly.
The prisoner sat and watched it all!
When he had filled the fire box he
rested and amused himself by singing
snatches of old plantation songs.
He again opened the fire door. and
found the pine being rapidly consumed.
threw in the oak and hickory, the pine
having. sunk to give it room, and re-
marked, Hot 'nough directly"
The train reached Chickasawhay
Swamp. Bony said:
Il specks she's gittin dry forred-
kin feel 'er erbumpin' little. Take de
can an go outside an touch up dem
steam-boX valves-'fore you go, dough.
! wants you ter help me tie i'm ter dot
Doa'd, kaZe he's glttin' resty. De boa'd
III keep i'm straight. Keep a pert look
on de track, an-you kin come back-in
er-bOut-five minnitS.''
The helpless prisoner was secured to
the board as BOny directed. and Angel
crawled through the window, neglect
Ing, however, to take the oil-can-but
that was no matter. Old Bony had
thrown in more pine, and the locomotive
was belching forth cloud of black
smoke which trailed out over the train
like the tail of an
INKY COMET.
The glaring, staring, Cyclopean eve
OF the engine was tunneling the dark
ness, blowing a passage through the
night for the mead and body to which it
belonged. Looking backward, Bob An
gel saw vision that made his heart
stand still. This is what he saw:
The fire door had been thrown
open, and intense light therefrom
streamed upon the black clouds of
smoke and upon the dense foliage by
the waySide as upon screen Oh which
would be projected the shadows of in
terpOSing bodies. And he did see
strange shadows magnified into gigantic
roportionS-frightful shadows they
were that surged through the forest OF
were suspended in the smoke. II
seemed to Angel that the gate of hell
was open, and that the shadows he saw
were made by demons dancing before
the sulphurous flame and reVeIing in
Saturnalia of blood. One demon,
larger and more frightful than the 9TH
srs, seemed to have just returned from
earth, for he bore in his arms human
soul, dashed to board. 1t seemed from
the shadows that he laid his helpless
victim at the edge of the opening
through which issued the binding rays
from the unQuenchable fire, and that he
raised his arms in wild eXultation
This monster, while every muscle