Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1888-07-12

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the girl who had opened it flew back
and acquainted the judge with what
had occurred He came out instantly,
and after asking where and how the
shooting had happened, and telling
Hugh to lead the way TO the field, they
all started of toward the scene of the
crime.
Presently, Hugh felt his hand
grasped, and, glancing up, saw his
father. Even in the dim light he
looked white and troubled.
+" Father, father" whispered Hugh,
'iyou believe | did not mean to shoot
poor Mr.. CarverP"
His father silently pressed his hand,
and through all the rest OF that dread
ful journey kept close TO him.
High felt as though he were in a
dream, and that Mark Crow was the
blacklist of all the shadowy phantoms
in that dream, who kept repeatingi
Yes, he did it--Hugh Balm did it,
Hugh heard murmurs of pity from
the men who were following as they
passed Mr.. Cafvef's little cottage,
Some one was playing the piano and
singing a gay little song-his daughter
probably.
The tears started to his own eyes as
he thought what misery he had unin-
tentionally brought upon this happy
home.
On they went. Now there was but a
stone wall between him and that awful
sight, and Hugh's limbs trembled TN
der him at the thought Of having to
face It,
He climbed over, however, the Judge
and all the rest following him in pro-
found silence.
As Hugh pointed to dark, motion
less object on the ground, the judge
said, in a low, solemn voice "Stand
back p and, taking d lantern from one
of the men, went carefully forward
The crowd drew back and formed d
semicircle, and many removed their
hats and stood bareheaded under the
wan moonlight
The Judge bent forward and raised
the lantern. AS he did SO, the thick
bushes near the wall were parted, and
familiar voice broke the silence:
whats the matter ? What are you
all doing hereP'
The judge stepped backward, with
a shout Of laughter. The owner Of
the voice scrambled ever the wall.
AT that moment the moon suddenly
peeped out bright and clear, and re
vealed the form and features of Mr.
Carver himself!
Hugh sprang forward, as did all thu
other spectators, with EXPLANATIONS O.
amazement.
There, lying at his feet, Hugh saw
an abstfd-looking object, dressed il
coat, trowsers and shoes, but with 1
head made of Straw!
+" What have you been doing witt
my scarecrowP' said Mr.. Carver, in
puzzled tone. And what does thi.
crowd meanp"
A loud burst OF laughter drowne
the answer.
Judge Winter explained. the mis-
take. Then there was another lou
laugh, in which every one joined bu
Hugh, who had passed too man.
miserable moments I'd forget s
quickly:
He went up to Mr.. Carver, and
Selling his hand, cried:
"When the gun went off and it fell
l thought l had killed some poor, oil
tramp; but when saw your hat,
felt sure it was you-and, oh, | am S
glad it was no one! And, Mr.. Carver
will you please forgive me for my ba
/, conduct this afternoona'
SO, after all, Hugh apoligized pull
licly, though he had quite made up h
I. mind not to so.
The crowd dispersed, laughing, ant
: for many days, Hugh Bain's murdt
was standing joke in the village.
But it was long time before Hug
could hear it mentioned without livir
over again the misery of that evening
Julia X. Hldreth, IN Golden Days.