The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-04-20

''You VIII take change of Clancy, Mr..
Graham" said the major. ellis dis
charge will be recalled; at least it will
not take effect today. You will be in
terested in knowing that his voluntary
confession fully establishes Mr.. HAYNES
innocence of the charges on which he
was tried"
Mr.. Graham's face turned all manner
OF colors. He glanced at Hayne, who,
still seated in the carriage, was as calmly
Indifferent to him as ever; he was gazing
across the wide parade at the windows
in officers row. Little Hates sobs as
the soldiers were helping her father
from the carriage suddenly recalled his
wandering thoughts. He sprang to the
ground, stepped quickly to the child and
put his arms about her.
CLANCY, tell her to come with us.
Mrs. Waldron will take loving care of
her, and she shall come to see you every
day. The guard house is no place for
her to follow you. Tell her SO, man, and
she will go with us. Come, Katie, childr'
And he bent tenderly over the sobbing
little waif.
"Thank We, sir. I know yell be good
to her. Go with the lootenant, Kate,
darlin, go. Shure I'll be happier then"
And, trembling, he bent and kissed
her wet cheeks. She threw her arms
around his neck and chung to him in an
agony of grief. Gently they strove to
disengage her clasping arms, but she
shrieked and struggled, and poor old
Clancy broke down. There were sturdy
soldiers standing by who turned their
heads away to hide the unbidden tears.
and with culver in his kind voice the
major interposed:
Let her stay awhile; it will be better
for both. Don't put him in the prison
room, Graham. Keep them by them
selves for a while. We will come for
her by and by" And then, before them
all, he held forth his hand and gave
Clancy's cordial grasp.
Cheer up, man. You've taken the
right step at last. You are free man
today, even if you are prisoner for the
time being. Better this thousand times
than what you were"
Hayne, too, spoke a few kind words
in a low tone, and gave the old soldier
his hand at parting. Then the guard
closed the door, and father and daughter
were left alone. As the groups around
the guard house began to break up and
move away, and the officers, re-entering
the carriages, drove over to headouar-
tiers, rollicking Irishman called to the
sergeant of the guard:
docs he know the ould woman's
skipped, sargent? Shure, you'd, better
tell him. Twill cheer him, like"
But when. few moments after. the
news was impaired to Clancy, the effect
was electric and startling. With one
bound and savage cry he sprang to the
door. The sergeant threw himself upon
him and strove to hold him back, but
was no match for the frenzied man.
Deaf to Rates entreaties and the SER
geant's commands, hel1nrled him aside.
leaped through the doorway, shot like a
deer past the lolling guardsmen on the
porch, and, turning sharply, went at the
top of his speed down the hill towards
Sudsville before man could Law hand on
him. The sentry on Number One cooked
his rifle and looked inquiringly at the
officer Of the guard, who came running
out. With q wild shrek little Kate
threw herself upon the sentry, clasping
his knees and imploring him not to shoot.
The lieutenant and sergeant both
shouted, ''Never mind! Don't firew and
with others of the guard rushed in pur-
suit. But, old and feeble as he was.
poor Clancy kept the lead, never swerv-
ing, never tagging, until he reached the
doorway of his abandoned cot; this he
burst in, threw himself upon his knees by
the bedside. and dragged to light little
wooden chest that stood by an open trap
In the floor. One look suf1iced; the mere
fact that the trap was open and the box
exposed was enough. With wild cry
of rage, despair and baffled hatred. he
clinched his hands above his head, rose
to bis full height, and with a curse upon
his white lips, with glazing eyes and
gasping breath, turned upon his pur-
suers as they came running in, and
hurled his fists at the foremost ''Letm me
follow her, say! She's gone with it
all-his money! Let me go!' he shrieked;
and then his eyes turned stony, a gasp,
clutch at his throat, and, plunging
headlong, he fell upon his face at their
feet.
Poor little Kate! The old man was in
deed free at last.