New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-02-01

grocer with utlhuIt LOOK, q sou SttP, al"
lean face as dark as mahogany; with nose sharp
and long, standing ever little aWrX, ana n pair
OF dark. steady brown eyes under thnly traced
black brows-a man whose thin lips wore always
d faint, unpleasant smile. Had not that sconndrc
an account to settle with the judge? Had he nov
been troublesome lately? and was not his name
Lewis PyncWcck sometime grocer in Shrewsbury
and now prisoner in the Jail Of that town
Judge llarbottc had done this grocer, torger
what you will, some live or SIX years before d
glevOds wTOnG but 1t was not that. put pOsSioH
scandal and possible complications that troubled
the learned judge now. Did Inc not; as
lawyer, know that TO bring man from his snop
to the dock the chances must bc at least ninety
nine out Of 100 that be is guilty? IN hahSIhS
that fellow. he could not I've wrong Inc eye 0.
q man accustomed 10 look upon the dock could not
fail TO read "Wlloin' written sharp ana c!e ear
in his plotting face. OF course he would Try
him, and no one else should.
4 saucy-loohing woman, still handsome, III a
mob-cap gay with blue ribbons, in a sacque OF
lowered silk. with lace and rings on. much 700
fine for the judges housekceper, winch ncverthc-
and. secing tie indge alone. stepped in.
Here's another letter from MIN. come by Ihe
post this morning Can't you do nothing FOR
RI try said Judge iIarbottlc. not raising his
eyes from the paper he was reading ;, oAo oo,d
The indr@ claimed his contv claw over his
heart and made her an irQnical bow,
What" she asked. will you do ?" .
Hang him. said the Judge, with chuckle.
You don't mean to; no. you don't, my httie
man." said she. surveying herself in mirror on
I'm d hut | think you're falling in
love with your husband at last ~ said Judge Har-
bottle.
of him" replied the lady, with laugh; " but no;
he was always bad one to me- I've done win
him long ago"
And he with you by George! When he took
your fortune, ard your spoons, and your earrings,
he had all he wanted of YOU He drove you from
his house. and when he discovered you had made
yousclf comfortable and found a good SITUATION |
he'd have taken your guineas aud your silver |
and your earrings over again. and then allowed |
you nan a Gozen years more 10 MAKE Ike neM
if YOU say YOU do, YOU lie
lie wants ne to send him money to rG fee
over the pictures on the wall and back again TO |
the looking-class and certainly she did not look |
as if his jeopardy troubled her very much
Confoupd his impotence. the scoundrel! thun- |
dercd the judge; if YOU answer his letter from |
my house to please yourself. you'll write your |
next from somebody clses 10 please me. You |
understand, my pretty witch, I'll not he pcsteIcd
Come. no pointing: whimpering won't do. You |
don't care brass farthing for the villain. body |
You are one of Mother Carey's chickens, and !
where you come, the storm is mp. Get YOU gone
baggage! get you gone he repeated, with
stamp. for knock At the hall door made her
instantaneous disappearance indispensable.
The venerable Hugh Peters did not appear again
The judge never mentioned MN but OddN
enough, considering how he laughed to scorn thc
weak inyention which he had blown into dust
II the Very first puff, his whito-wisSed visitor
and the conference in the dark front paror were
often in his memory His shTewd eve told him
that, allowing for change Of tints and disguls~s,
the features OF this false old man, who had
turned out too hard for his tall tooiman, were
identical with those of Lewis Pynewcck Judge
lIarbottle made inquiry through the post forth
with whether any one was peTs0Datlng PYne"ccR
in prison. and whether he had thus or otherwise
made his escape. The prisoner was sale. now
ever and no question rs 10 his identity.
In due time Judge llarbott.c went circuit and
in due time, the judges were In Shrewsbury.
Mrs Pyncwock in the Judges house. kept house
rather solidarity at home. Now that Pyneweck
stood in near danger Of death. something like
remorse came suddenly upon her She had some
vague trust in the judges good nature ana
much in the resources Of chance and accident.
She had contrved TO send the money he wanted:
lie wonld not he without legal ,advlce ana
energetic and skilled support. At last the IN
telligence of the Shrewsbury assizes came IN INC
Morning Advertiser Like an impatient reader
of novel, who reads the last page hrst. she
read. with dizzy eyes, the list of the executions
Two were resPed seven , Mere n hanged and In
Lewis Pyncweck,foTeery,
And when she read this she read 1t over and
house as Mrs. CeIs li-Carwell being her maiden
which she nsd % her No Ss Gne m 6
Carwell ran MP the stairs now and snatched her
little gin, hardly seven years Of age, hurriesdly
room, without well knowing what she was doing, |
and sat down, placing the cinld before her, She
held the child before her, and looked in the
little siTl's wondering face, and burst into tcats
Of horror. She felt afraid OF that little child.
But Mrs. Carwell consOled herself with punch;
she did not trouble herself long even with resent
ments
Judge Harbottle was in London again Ex-
eept the govt th!s savage ola epicurean never
Judge to Try criminal cases at the Old Bailey |
shortly after his return. lie had begun his
charge 10 the jury in a case Of forgery and was
after his wont, laundering dead against the pris-
oner, when suddenly all died away in silence, and |
instead of looking at the jury, the eloquent judge
was gaping at some person in the body Of the
court.
Among the persons of small importance who
stand and listen at the sides was one tall enough |
10 show with a little prominence-a slight, mean !
figure, dressed in scedy black, lean and dark Of |
vsage. He had just handed a letter TO the crier !
before he caught the Judges eye That Judge |
descrled, 10 his engagement, the features OF Lewis
Pyaeweck lie had the usual faint thin-lipped |
smile. and with his blue Chin raised in Dir, and |
as II seemed quite unconscious OF the DISTINGUISHED
notice he had attracted, he was stretching his |
low cravat with his crooked fingers while he
SLOWLY turned his head from side 10 side-a pro-
strip OF swollen blue round his neck, which indi-
Gated ne thonsht, the grip Of the rope. This
step. from which he could better see tho court
lie now stepped down and the judge lost sight of
him.
His lordship sgred theoretically with his hand
in the direction in which this man had vanished
He turned TO the tipstaf.,. His first effort 10
spe'k ended in gaSp; lie cleared his throat
man who had interrupted the court Hes but
this moment gone down there. Bring him in
custody before ne, within ten minutes time or
I'll strip your gown from your shoulders and fine
the sheriff - he thundcrcI, willie his eyes flashed
round the court in search of that fInctionary
Attorneys counsellorS, idle spectators ga2cd
in the direction in which Mr.. Justice larbottIe
had shaken his gnarled hand. They compared
notes. Not one had seen any one making Il dis
turbance. They asked another if the nudge
WAS losing his head Nothing came VI the search
The judge had received the letter which Lewis
Pyneweck had left: had he known from whom
it came he would no doubt have read it in
Simultaneously. As it was he simply read the
direction:
To the Honorable
The Lord Justice
Elijah IIarbotte.