San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-03-07
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Rapidly they rowed down the river,
on which there were never many oars-
men, and today none.---At- last Isabelle
turned the boat and sent it flying into a
miniature bay formed by bend of the
crooked little stream, almost within
call of the prison grounds. This little
nook was 30 shaded by great willows
that it was invisible from the river.
and near it stood great, dilapidated
barn, roofess and deserted forl years.
which sheltered the spot from thoss
upon the road. Here for the first time
she broke silence. My good kind
friend,T she said, 1.-THE time has come
when we need all our courage, and more
than all cur physical strength, fear.
On thc night when our attempt to effect
an escape for my husband failed, I
formed q plan for the success, of which
1 have been working ever since. You
remember the lecture we attended on
the subject of Death Upon the Cad
lows and how we once assisted in the
restoration of man who had commit
ted suicide by hanging? l have forgot
ten no particular" .......
''Nor l." said Genie. a. .H.e
81 think you guess my plan" said
Isabelle. "Unless Abijah Fem proves
false, ! swear, God helping me, that my
Carlos shall not die. Fem has prom
ised that life shall not be extinct when
the-thes-- h'.-
She paused and turned pale. go
81 understand said Genie But, my
poor Isabelle, you forget; your hopes
may IniSfead you. There must be an
examination by a, doctor. and the man
who has watched the sheriff 50 closely
will still be there >1-t.t. II Fis
Cali that has been thought Of" said
Isabelle. The doctor. who will make
the examination is the one who sees to
tho health of the poorhouse and the
prison. Heis an old man of seventy,
deaf, weak Of sight and fond Of drink.
MI. Fem has discovered that the bottle
is also q temptation to the man on guard.
that they should, but went on slowly:
"If Titwas one of them tramps, like the
one that murdered the peddler down to
Groton, I could brace up" he said; "but
this is the incest fellow, a gentleman,
Miss Yolande. I'm as sure he is innO-
cent as I am that that there baby is. He
couldn't murder nobody; faint in him.
My wife knows it as well as me. Don't
you, Sarah JsneY'
4 81 feel to know it, Bijah," replied the
woman. HE says to me, says he'll
pray you to believe me innocent, for i
am, So pretty he spoke, can't allow
it is right for Bijah to hev to hang him.
Iwbh you'd so in and see him. ladies,
and see what you jedge by his looks,
He is furrin, but he is real nice. He is
artist" . .. . .~ ~ %.
| cit would be comfort" said Mr..
Fem. You see lots of folks in the
city, and you air real smart You might
get an idea whether or no he done it.
I'd like you should go in" g.
1--WE will CO." said Belle, But tell
me, what sort of murder was it?"
"They is different kinds" said Mrs
Fem. "Some is jest temper, this
warn't. 1t was mean, low down sort,
for money" ... ....-r
,''Old Uncle Peter White,' said the
sheriff. good, kind old man, foolish
about keepin' money in the house in a
lonesome place This gentleman is
furriner. That helps set folks agin him,
they bein' prejudice on account of them
Eyetalians, and while he was down here
a-sketchin', maxim picturs, Uncle Peter
boarded him. Tom Bond, Smiths hired
hand, give the wust evidence agin him,
and, to be sure, his razor was found ON
the floor near where Uncle Peter was a.
lynn with his throat cut. All the boxes
| and drawers wus open, and bloody water
where some one had washed their hands
in the boarder's room, and when they ar
rested him he had Uncle Peters watch
| in his pocket He swore he WIS takin'
it to be repaired, but they didn't believe
| him. Make him talk to you; want
your Judgment. A woman's Judgment
is good on faces, anyway, and you're
exsry smart
Mr.. Fem took bunch Of keys from a
peg behind the door.
"They tried to lynch him when he was
fetched here fust and on his way to
court" he said. There amt nobody
but thinks him guilty only us. Ef he
was, don't want to hang no man, but |
feel to know that he never done it" And
having come to the corner Of the build
ing that was used for the prison ne IN
locked the door. As they entered the
air felt at once close and chilly, and the
cell into which they were admitted was
Eirather dark. AT the farther ell u man
sat ON wooden chair before deal table,
his face hidden in his arms.