New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-01-04
TWO WIFE-KILLERS.
BY II. V. OSBORNE.

IOWNSIey,
County, had just growled down his breakfast
The meal had been served ten minutes late, and
Townsley never failed to growl when such was
the case. He arose from the table and scowed
at the little woman who sat, trembling ana
weak, behind the big cofee-pot That niue
faded piece of humanity was ISwns!ey VIE;
and trembling was good enough for her. ana ii
her white face had been flushed with shame IL
would have been far more becoming.
A woman" said 1ownsley. glancng at his
wife, will toss out,of the window with teaspoon
faster than man can throw in at the door WIN
a shovel. Time is money, Mrs. Townsiey: ana II
you go on wasting it in this way we shall all Dc
WOOD green and wouldn't kindle?' Well,
you should have found some that would Weren
women folks do with all their time is more'n
know But don't sit there making excuses
There's been enough time lost already. l should
think. 1t is now half-past 6. Bring me my
thick boots. You can get me clean collar, 100,
while you're about it, I'm gong TO town BY
the way" said TOwnsley, as the little fingers
throat. "run 10 the barn and bring Judy's horse.
blanket around to the front door. If I'm not
there, roll 1t up and throw II in the buggy. Wait
a minute" OBTAINING her. You were speaking,
Mrs Townsley about clothes-wringer ! haven't
any money to throw away OH gimcrackS. My
mother never had a wringing machine and never
asked for Takes all | can rake and sclape
10 keep the farm supplied with moving machines
and corn planters. Pretty soon YOU will be
teasing again for piano. and then like enough
for a sewing machine or some other invention 10
encourage idleness. Hands were given US 10
use, Mrs. Townsley. not to dilly-dolly here end
there, keeping meals waiting
Delivered Of his speech and ready for town
going Jownsley allowed his wife 10 depart in
search of the horse blanket, while he strobe 70 the
front door, dispatched Bob 10 open tie gate and
Jumped into his buggy. ~
Jane" said Townsley unbending little as
the small frai figure drew close and lifted In the
heavy blanket, if the butcher stops to-day, YOU
won't need to get any meat for the house.
shan't be home 10 dinner and the men folks VIII
be over TO Dawson's Well running up Tim,
.1na 10 hiG fa to al md nv
off at last. Whoa, Judy. Jane. there's those pOta-
toes in the bin they're sproutlng' Better see to
them to-day. Good-norning.'
Good morning it was-fair, fresh and beautiful.
The blue overhead and bright and the
earth was clean-faced and rain-waShed For IA
ie or two Townships route lay through woods,
where bloSSOming flowers filled the air with ira
GRANGE. He cut the flowers with his whip and
left them bruised and mangled by the wayside
The birds in the trees tossed him greeting as he
passed but all the notice he took was 10 turn
songs 10 screams by striking at the branches where
they swung Not that 1OwnSlcv any longer
ilfnatured or that he had been ill-natured any of
the time. Had you charged him with such feel
ings he would have denied their existence. Bot
he liked 10 feel his power, and this slashing at
everything was habit he had resulting there
from
Judy was Townships best horse When the
got through the piece of woods and TOwnsley had
nothing else TO crack his whip at, he tried The
snapper on her aud made her dance. Judy was in
fine spirits this morning. She needed no urging.
Townsley continued to fret her with his whip
but when he touched hcr WIN the taSSclend IL
was more than the spirited animal would brook
She reared ana paved the air then plunged for
ward as if 10 free herself, and finally dashed
down the road at a break-neck speed. For q mile
she flew like the wind. but townships firTa hand
drew her in at last and for the time being the
horse recognized her master; Bgt Jgdy,s eye
glittered she looked wicked. Townships eye
listened he felt proud. At ease with all man
ldnd, he willingly drew lines TO chat with Rick
etts, who was riding from town on horseback,
We'll, what's the news inquired IOwnsley,
with a patronizing nod, in exchange for Rcketts's
neighbory greeting.
wal ther hain't much news, Mr. Townsley,7
said Ricketts,, shifting to an easier position in his
saddle and leaning down comfortably on the DOM
mel Not much news of any kind everybody's
so tarnal full of the hangin'.
"KrieiT, EN- The fellow that murdered his
wife So he's had TO swing for it, has lie !?
IIanging's too good for such cuss as he was
Judy plunged and reared and snorted fire.
"Ya-as Papers full ont: considerable excite
ment If they'd pardoncd him, think the boys
would havc lynched him
The Spirited Judy gave leap: bat Townslcy
Yes" said Townsley. he was hard case--7
"Oh desput hard" interrupted Ricketts, You
read the account, didn't YOU
oh! yes, yes. | recollect the whole miserable
affair. man who will abuse as he
did, man who in cold blood shoots down the
mother of his child, as Kren did-hanging isn't
enough for him; it isn't enough. Whoa. Judy:
whoa you beast Yes, fine horse; pretty fine
horse Whoa Judy. Stand still there! How
did he behave on the gallows?'
Like man" the paper says. Z" For the fuSt
time in his life, | reckon Yes, died without
finchin' didn't seem to care what become of him
It's dreadful" said TOwnsley, jerking his
horses mouth and with difficulty controlling her.
The way crine-whoa lis lncreasing-whoa
Mrs. Punch, or I'LL get out and whip YOU till you
know who / am. That's the third case of wife
murder we've heard of Within
Here Judy dashed of at full speed, and Townsey
was obliged 10 leave his sentence unfinished.
What allied the brute that morning? The nerve
and muscle Of one strong man were not enough
to hold her. The buggy was tossed from side TO
side OF the road as the horse rushed onward.
Townsley grew pale with rage. lie cut the animal
right and left. Then he grew pale at sight of
the danger before him. and tried 10 rest rain her
with kind, reassuring words. Calesses after whip
pings are accepted by the child when refused by
The beast. Townsley conscious Of splinters
zgzagging like lightning before his eyes conscious
of bracing and holding with both hands then OF
a great plunge through the air; Of ploughing the
ground with his shoulder. and gurgling prayer
through the gravel which filled his mouth that
God would save him. Then his neck apparently
broke, and he knew
When Townsley came TO himself he oDened his