Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1889-08-11

II MI
"Stop-stop" cried the man at the top Of
his uoice.
His lmpetuOus approach, his stentorian
tone Of command, mad the effect of mo-
mentarily checking the majority of that
excited co sd.
odd Snareshrook come 10 see the
funr' exclaimed one mGn. He's too
late"
Mr.. James Snaresbrook was soon among
them, and springing from the back OF the
steaming painting animal he had ridden.
Good heavensw he exclaimed, his face
CHASTITY white with horror, 'you haven't
hanged him?r The words ended in al
most wall ofagOny as he faced the crowd
gathering swiftly round him.
Many at once rushed off to the cliff,
Sosres6rook's words bringing back to
them prominently Redfern Churchill's fate
the rest fingered, Overpowered by a still
deeper curiosity. They all instinctively
felt that this was only the beginning of the
tragedy.
"DOn't tell me he's dead-for heavens
sake don't tell me Pm too late" he Grid,
that note of agony still in bic voice and
large drops of moisture gathering ou HE
brow as he gazed from one stern face to al.
ether. tits 100 horrible came TO take
his place, and nov am toe late have
murdered him, too"
Speak up clearly, Snaresbrock," said
one man, stepping 10 the front, end motion
ing back the expectant, staring crowd,
which obeyed, leaving tine two men in the
center of little circle. It. was one OF the
committeeman who had taken Up the COM
mand. He was beginning TO see that they
had made some terrible mistake. His AK
ious but pitiless eyes were fixed upon the
aQonized, quiveriDg features OF James
SnaresbTook.
81 murdered Thomas CairnesW 4
thrill of horror and excitement stirred the
crowd; but the people controlled them
selves and SnsresbIo0k went on. II met
him in the woods by appointment to pay
him something that / owed him. he had
given me the choice-either TO pay up, or
to give him my daughter. He had seen
her in Frisco with me and pestered her
with his hateful attentions. l could not
pay up, and the place OF my daughter
meant To give him 2 bullet through the
heart. Il vas murder, if you like, for
went ont with the intention of killing
him. He would have taken her, though
it would have killed her. ! was half
drunk when / got 20 the place appointed,
but not drunk enough not &c know what
I was about. waited till his back was
turned. l knew my band was not steady,
and | was afraid of missing. He might
have had time to kill me-and there wa;
nv daughter. Then | fired. That was
ali | came back to Daadman's Flat.
knew it would come out sooner or later, SC
stopped about. didn't want any other
man 70 swing in my place, so I just hung
about till the murderer was wanted, and
here am But don't say Pm too la.e!'
His voice had become gradually I'M
steady, and at last broke ont again into
that enguished appeal. 1t might have
stirred the hearts of more tender folk:
but there was no pity in the faces OF Ills
listeners.
Rsdfern Churchill's desperate ACT OF he.
roic defiance had already caused a current
If tseling to get in 10 his favor, and now
10 hear that be vas innocent was more
than they could bear calmly. A owl OF
RAGE. hste. contempt and remorse broke
from the spectators.
"Iyrch himw shouted one man, end
the ominous cry was taken up By a dcztn
voices. 4 surging wave Of furious meu
broke in upon the little group which, still
5esirons of keepiDe order, had gathered
about James Susresbrook.
The news was communicated from one tc
another. starting from the edge OF the
nrecinsce. and reaching the crowd sur
roundipg the author OF this horrible DIS
asfer. that some Of the seaTchers had sue
ceeded in discovering Rsdiern Churchlll g
body living. face downward, on the icd2I
NJ an nnstteineble rock. the sight OF The
voupg mans body stretched there broke
down the last barrier Of self control, ano
nothing could keep the enIsged crowd il
check.
When the townsmen OF Dsadman's Fla
returned about no nday TO their dinners
and daily occupation, they were minus
one of their number.
James Snaresbrook met his fate bravery
horrible though il was. The measure o.
his punishment was filled; for he was too
late To save an innocent man, whom MS
daughter loved, and he died without one
kiss or one word of farewell from the iips o.
that daughter, the only being on esrtn
who cared for MIN. She was still nncGn-
scions when he had gone in TO zee her be
fore starting on his last ride, and ne hao
not dared to lpger for an instant. In ms
Loot moments his thoughts were OF ner NJ
remembered that, on her recovery TO Goa
sc;onsness. she would learn the news that
her father was q two fold murderer, ana al
once death lost all its terrors.
Redeem Churchill did not die after all
It was confidently asserted ID DssdAsh =
Flat. where belief in such things was not
common. that be was saved by DIVINE
miracle. Perhaps it msy safely De saiu
that the inhabitants OF Deadman' fist
never reioiced so keenly or so gratefully
over ANYTHING as they did over the return
~ life Of the man they had once gone out
40 cbeerfully to hang. 1t was JACK y s"-
onbam who at the imminent risk OF MS
own life went down the precipice 10 re-
cover what he believed 10 be the dead oOoy
~ his friend. 1t was he who, finding that
life still fingered, nursed C1urchll oacK
20 co. consciousuess. Then followed long
weary, anxious time. Months passed oy'
and even then Redfern Churchill was no',
nor even could be, the same strong stniel pc
man who had taken that desperate leap 70
ave himself from shameful death de
never murmured; he knew that, as man
sows. so he must reap. The road that leo
20 hat swfol precipice mad been chosen OF