The Daily times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1886-1889, 1888-04-17

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at IS hard TO believe.
"I.ct me convince you," urged the
chemist. III you will walk square with
me VIII show You sometime.
The major objected, but TIE Italian rs
.ured him taat lis intended VICTIMS were
several hoes in the rear of the othce.
When they reached the place they
| found the hogs quietly snoozing III fence
/ corner
ynev then retired fifty yards Or so, ana
pellico blew his little Pill through a ho!-
low cane.
"Wad three minutes, he said.
At the expiration Of the time the two
approached the fence corner.
| four large hogs lay stretched out on
The ground 1t required only glance to
see that they were 81! dead.
"Now, " said the chemist as they walked
away. this experiment Is Oh very small
scale, but You can form an idea from
what you have seen"
1T IS astonishing" commented the
major
lie man in black In Cuba took sling
and threw bail Of this stuff as big a. my
/ fist into village. The next morning it
was found that al the inhabitants some
| 200 or 100. were dead People outside
| eupposcd that IL was some mysterious epi-
| demic, but it was not.
Mai Dalton drew himself aloof from his
| companion.
"And you killed those innocent people
for nothing" he u;ieI Indignantly.
In the interests Of science, my dear
major Besides, they were native Gu
bans. / would not have treated genuine
Spaniards that way"
The major pulled his mustache and
walked on in silence Tor few minutes
"What do you PROPOSE" he asked, after
some reflection.
MY scheme is big one" replied Pei
leo. "a few little pellets thrown into
Libby, Salisbury and Andersonv.ne Will
rid u of all the Yankee prisoners, and
save our government no end II expense.
Then YOU must use my invention in the
field. The armies Of Sherman and Grant
will melt away before it, and few hun
dred such projectilcs fired from long range
guns into New York will turn that ne
tropolis into a city Of the dead. What do
you sayy
"Hello, corporal, come nere'' yelled the
major
Several soldiers ran to the spot in II
hurry
"seize him"' shouted the officer, and
take him 10 the guard house. He IS an
enemy, murderer, the devil himself, |
believe But, hold on--search him. '
only some papers and these pills, "
said the corporal
IN take them, said the.major Now
hustle him of to the guard house. "
The major walked with rapid strides TO
the Office Of the commander of the post
The provost marshal was summoned rs a
party 10 the conference, and other officers
were also called IN.
The counc. lasted until very late hour
Never in their whole military experience
had the officers been confronted with so
serious a problem.
When they dispersed the sentinel out
side heard one of them say:
"He j. monster, an enemy 70 the
whole human race We cannot accept his
aid. and If we let him 90 he may at any
time turn against us and against our
people.
There is but one thing to do, said the
major
The next morning the man IN black was
found dead on the floor of the guard house
BY his side lay shred Of tin toll
Il searched him. said the corporal,
land took all those shiny pills away from
him How did that get there, l wonder,
and what in the mischief Is It anyhow
The commander Of the post, the provost
marshal au3 Mai Dalton showed lttle
surprise when they heard Of Pcllico's
death Tie corporal, however, heard the
provost marshal speaking IN an undertOne
to the major
."What did YOU DO with the other pei
| lets" he said
II rode ont 20 the river and threw them
| in. - answered the major
"Au right, responded the marshal.
This has been strange piece of business
| from first to last, but / don't think that
our consciences Will ever hurt US Tor our
part in IT,
Long years afterwards q gray haired
! Confederate veteran mentioned some Of
the facts of the case 10 d circle Of inter
ested listeners
"And whowas Pellico>" some one asked.
II have always thought that be was the
devil. D." replied the veteran
old the major really kill him. in
CURED lady
The veteran shut one eye and twisted
his mustache
1--WE had better not talk about that,
be said. but you may rest assured that II
he did kill the wretch lie has never re-
GREETED 1t. "-Wa!lace p. Reed in Atlanta
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