New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1888-03-07
o his goods was gone. An henever

o. his goods was gone. An he never
| knowed what hit him"
| The speaker paused, expectorated
| freely and deliberately, smiled affably
on the listening crowd, and resumed.
But it created no big stir in them
| times. Lord, no! Folks know'd in
reason OF Gabe done it, cause he
were terrible flush, an his young wife
she were a handsome gal, wen he
married her she come to church in
a red silk dress as most o. the town
folks rec'nized. Many woman had
aWanted to buy that piece, but the
| tnleVen, Jew he axed too much fur it.
An he sold it mighty cheap at las.
Haw haw!
s'Thar come new people inter the
| place with new idees bout law an
order an state Development an
night school, an SIGH, an the sheriff
as were sheriff then he weren't Elected
no mo-. A new man come in
an or Gabe went on the
| ,quedow'-dodge, yer know. He's bin
on it ever sence. He were run down
| like a javelina in the brush three
month ago, an he made what yer
might call a good game fight; but t
! Wer'n't tho sorter use. Never is. Some
say as thar were er nuther man it
the kiln. Kinder helpin' Gabe, an
the officers is keepin' him low. dun
no. Gabe never needed no help
| take it,
The hum in the court house had
ceased. Night came in the windows
and the dirty lamps were lit. The
| crowd leaned over the benches, and
from the dark back ground their
faces glared steadily. It seemed to
the lonely man, sitting constrained
| and still. that they were all rising to
the ceiling to fall on and crush him.
The women were paler, and the bahy's
cries were hushed. The officers were
alert. When any one opened the
door and tiptoed noiselessly in, hat
in hand, the sheriff's head turned and
he watched the intruder with steady
eyes until be melted into the crowd.
The droning unimportant witness
stepped down from the stand; the
judge Strengthened up and looked
eagerly over his Enclosure; the young
lawyers at the stove, pretty well filled
with stimulants by this time, took
down their feet and stopped whisper.
ing; two deputies stood calmly; the
lean, wiry prosecuting attorney arose,
cast one swift, triumphant glance at
the jury, another at the Judge, one
more at the. nervous little attorney
for the defense, a last, long, searching
one at the prisoner, turned to the men
and said:
Bring in ST Brady, alias John
Thompson, alias William Parker.'
The effect was like knife wound on
the man at the BAR His dark skin
grew sickly green, his small pale blue
eyes turned inward, his lips drew
slowly back. displaying the huge
yellow teeth, and his power
full hands gripped the chair
arms till his knotted veins rose in
throbbing rebellion and the wood
creaked under the strain. AS he sat
huddled in the chair he looked like
some tremendous incarnation OF MUIR
der crouching for the spring. His
faded wife half rose from her seat,
screamed family and dropped back.
In strange perversity, she wore even
then stained, discolored scarlet silk
gown.
An intense silence followed, broken
only by the the rapid beating of the
prisoners foot on the floor and the
quick rustllng Of papers in his attor-
ney's trembling fingers. A measured
tramp assembled the stairs, the door
swung open and the two officers ap-
peared, their hands resting firmly on
the shoulders Of a figure between them.
All eyes were bent on him and he
knew it. With shutting tread and
hand to his face he was showed
rather than led into the witness
chair. He was the pariah of his
clsss. the detestation OF criminals
the frequent instrument OF tie law,
the nameless vicarious avenger-
states evidence. There was scorn of
him in every heart, loathlng in every
look, from the judge on the bench to
the small boy In the rear INDUSTRIOUS
ly cracking pecans. Only the dis
trlct attorney encouraged him with
smile as the disguised clerk arose and
profed him the Bible to kiss. He
touched 1t lightly with his dry lips and
muttered an affirmative to the rapid
formula. From first to last he care
fully avoided looking at the prisoner,
who, with rigid face unchanged, glared
venomously at him. No leading ques-
tions were necessary. He told his
story glibly, rapidly, as if anxious to
have done with it and escapefrom the
inimical atmosphere that surrounded
him.
Yes, his right name was ST Brady.
He had known the prisoner long. He
saw him murder the peddler, 'Jew
Levy" He shot him in the head
while they were walking side by side.
The Jew did not speak after the shot.
He and Wilkinson divided the booty,
Wilkinson taking the larger share.
He had given some OF it to W1lkin-
sons wife. Wilkinson had also given
some OF it to the woman. The red
silk was given by Wilkinson. He be-
lieved the woman then had on the
dress. 1t looked like it. They told
her they had bought the goods.
Wilkinson had planned the murder
and had committed it unaided. He
BRADY had simply followed hislead-