The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1888-02-21


last he carefully avoided looking at the pris-
oner, who, with rigid face unchanged, gared
Yenomously at him. No leading questions
We're necessary. He told his story glibly, rap
idly, as if anxious to have done with it and es-
cape from the inimica atmosphere that sur
rounded him.
Yes, his right name was ST Brady. He had
known the prisoner long. He saw him muir
der the peddler, jew Levy He shot him
III the head while they were walking side by
side The jew did not speak after the Slot.
lie ana W lklnson divided the booty, Wilkin-
son taking the larger share. He had given
some of it to Wilkinson's wife. Wilkinson
had also given some OF it to the woman. The
red SILK was given by Wilkinson. He be-
iieyed the woman then had on the dress. 1t
looked like it. They told her they had bought
the goods. Wilkinson had planned the muir
der and had committed it unaided. He BRA
dyl had simply followed his leader,
on lie yelled the prisoner, springing to
his feet, his gaunt frame shaken with passion.
You did it yourself.
For the first time Brady looked at him. az
tell the truth" he said. "Your folks has
threatened my life to keep me from telling.
blieye they'll kill me yit."
With smile of triumph, Wilkinson sank
INTO his chair. ~ are right" he muttered.
1t was some hours later when the jury, pale
but a unit, brought in their announcement of
guilty, as charged. The condemned stood the
verdict and sentence unmoved. He seemed to
breathe more freely now that the strain was
over, and his eyes. no longer feryently intent
upon the proceedings, roamed reStlessly among
the faces seeking his betrayer. Brady had
skunk away after mercilesS cross-eXamina-
ton, and now stood half sheltered behind the
sheriff. That functionary was very grave. 1t
was noticeable that his treatment of the states
WltaeSS was gentle.
at reminds me-" said ono, of how he looked
the day he hung Seth Jones. the niger"
The sheriff evidently regarded Brady as a
dead man, a man under sentence, whose life
lease was shorter by weeks than his late COM
panions. III poll of the five hundred heads
then assembled could have been taken, there
were probably none who would not have con-
CURED i'll the opinion that the person of many
aliases, i'll his desperate grasp at liberty, had
signed his own death warrant. And he knew
it. You might read it in every line of his
blanched face, in his shrinking figure, as he
chung to the law he had battled against all his
life, personifed in the quiet officer who could
give him no protection. When the deputies
passed with Wilkinson in custody, the con-
demned glanced only once at his betrayer, but
in the lcok there was a world of malice and
eXultation. He passed out; the heavy doors
shut behind him, and as the last straggler left
the room, Brady turned to the sheriff and
said huskily:
"My boss is Etched back o. the courth us,
sheriff. must be ridin'. I wanter put fifty
miles betSixt me an this place by sun-up."
keep your eyes skinned"
Together the two nlen descended tho steps
and walked to- the south side Of inc plaza
where a powerful black horse idly champed
the bit and moved his head up and down in
recognition of their coming.
"He's good un, said Brady, stopping even
then to stroke the tangled name and purpose
lessly adjust the stirrups. Hes bout all I've
got left.'
His face was very pale and his lips trembled
no ha aIpnhp1 cfifliu into n caI6la Ia
turned, as lie gathered up the rens and held
out an awkward hand.
~ did it to save my life, john" he said.
"Won't yer shake hans?"
The sheriff stood q moment with folded
arms peering up into the dark face above him.
Eve shook hands with a murderer afore he
went through the trap" lie rejoincd slowly,
can I've clasped n many hand as were red
with crime, but the man as l hung were
brave man, though he were a niger, an he
never went back on his friens. No, won't
shake"
With mrttered OATH Brady stopped in the
saddle and shot out into the darkness. The
sheriff watched him musingly moment, then,
shaking his head, walked slowly away
1t was cloudy night and there was no
moon to cast shadows. On the wide, white
road that led away from the town there was
only dusky stiffness. The sand glmmered
family, and the ragged fringe Of bushes stood
dwarfed and silent spectator of the race
against ueaJll. n SIOW Wlnn went abroad that
murmured softly over the lonely stretches as
if grooming whispered warning. Sitting low
in the saddle, every pounG Of him disposed to
the best advantage; crouche,, as to afford
the least possible mark for a bullet; with
slouched hat pulled over his eyes with quick
glances roaming to and fro, ahead on either
side; starting at the slightest rustic glaring
apprehensively at the black stumps
of decayed trees praying that
the dark might last and no
starlight como stealing hand down now and
then to feel the Winchester Rugged closely
under his knee, States Evidence sped along.
The perspiration rolled from his freclsed fore
head and fell on the wetter withers Of the
horse. The saddle creaked under the rapid
motion, and it seemed to the fugitive that The
roll of the hoof3 might be heard for miles. The
cactus sped past him in grotcsque shapes, and
the thorny oyerhanging limbs clutched at him
with mnrderous OBTAINING fingers.
"When reach the Matte dc Osa," he whis-
pered, "Im safe"
The thickets had grown denser and the road
harder and DINNER. lie could almost number
the miles behind him by the increasing Wild
ness and desolatencss Of the land through
which he was passing. His horse, as he had
said, was good one, but it was flesh and blood
and was failing under the strain. There was
no longer the buoyant feel beneath the
were rigid and pointed forward. There was
labor in the heavy breath and fast-comng OK
haustion in the weakened stride. Ahead was
an elevation, just gentle rise, and clothed
with tangled chapparal to tho summit
~ will walk him to tho top" sSid Brady.
lie checked tho sobbing brute and plodded
slowly upward. lie reached the ridge,
glanced hurriedly around hung outlined for n
moment against the dark sky-and dropped
from the saddle dead.
Two spiteful snaps Of Ere preceded, two
sharp reports were Simultaneous with the pass
ing. A horse in terror Numbered down tho
road. SO sudden was IL that man and beast
seemed to have melted into air There was a
rustic in the undergrowth and the wind that
blew softly was all that moved. No form ap-
preached the dead thing. Far ON the breeze
came the short excited barking Of tho night
fox. A mass Of yapOr overhead rifte1 for o
moment, and star shone on the hard face
that was still forever.
The Russian government has ordered from
london firm number Of war balloons each one 10
he provided with q car 70 accommodate six men.
All Of the European nations are getting ready TO
fight for peace.
Sarah Dougherty was lodRer in the Hobo.
ken police station few nights ago. She Is seventy
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