Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1893-11-14

attention with chip from the fioor. A.
Tor the baby. II sat there with its biz
blue eyes open to their fullest extent.
entirely absorbed in the novel scene
save Ut the moment when that irresisti-
BILE glitter caught its eye.
Every one being now present. tho trial
went on In good earnest. A number of
witnesses were examined. whose testi.
mony showed that Gueldo had had trou-
BILE with Blake, and more than once
threatened his life; that Gueldo's pistol
was one charge empty on the evening of
the day OF the murder. whereas in The
morning It had been full: that he was
seen that morning around Blake's bouae
and more than that Blake's widow had
heard Gueldo's voice Just before the
tatai shot, and had seen him retreatihg
as she ran out.
At this last point tho Galveston law.
yer asked the witness few questions re-
garding how she knew it was Gueldo's.
ana how she had recognized the voice
Tor his. She didn't know how exactly.
put was none the less sure for that.
Ihere had been rumor about that
some one had heard Antonio make a
boast OF "having done for Blake this
nme, but II there were witness for
TINS ne could not be found now.
And 20 the prosecution closed.
The Galveston lawyer began by in
voiving in whirlpool Of helpless con-
tradiction the witness whs had sworn to
having seen Gueldo near Blake's house.
Then he expatiated on the ease with
winch one person may be mistaken for
another, and brought witness to show
how Gueldo had already been said to re-
semble some one in the village. Finally
ne produced three Of the i'll conditioned
Fellows before referred to, who swore
that Antonio was with them on hunt
ing expedition during the whole Of the
day on which the murder was COM
mitted.
1t was clear case Of alibi. Jack
Smiths establishment at the ease with
which the thing had been accomplished
was unbounded. He threw Disguised
look toward Pitblado, but the Judge was
nonplussed and didn't seem to be inter.
ested with things in Jake's vicinity.
Gentlemen Of the jury" said he.
the verdict took turn | didn't alto
gether expec'. don't know as there's
much to be said. ls'pose you've got to
go by the evidence, an that don't need
any explainin. Ef you kin make out,
accordin ter that, that Antonio Gueldo
killed Jem Blake, why, jest recollect
that's what yer here fur"
Jake Smith figdeted about on his box
and cast anxious glances through the
open door toward the clump of nopals
where the jury was celebrating.
Antonio talked and laughed in an un-
dertone with his counsel, and Blake's
widow sat staring at them with COM
pressed lips and strong expression Of
determination coming into her face.
1t wasn't long before Che jury filed in
again, all seating themselves but the
spokesman. and Judge Pitblado rose,
wiping his forehead with his shirt
sleeves.
Strengthened it out, have yer" asked
be, nodding to the spokesman.
The man nodded in return
Eyer see.' said the spokesman, with
hesitating and disappointed air, "ef
yer hadn't a-corralled us with sticking
ter the evidence we might "a done bet
ter, but eccordin to that Antonio wasn't
thar when the murder was done, an eff
he weren't thar he couldn't a done it,
an eff he didn't do it, why-then-of
course he's-not guilty"
Pitblado didn't dare to look at any
body; he stared up at the rafters, down
at the table, nowhere in particular, and
then turned half way toward the pris-
oner.
"You kin CO." said he at last. and
with great deliberation. "but don't stay
around here too long"
There was dead pause. during which
nobody moved.
Jake Smith exploded a single cuss
word which he had held in for some
time past, and Blake's widow stood up.
Have you got through, judge" she
asked.
"Waal-l-s'pose So
"And there is nothing else to be doneT'
II am afraid there amt"
"And he's free to gog"
"Y-a-s."
Antonio Gueldo arose with an insolent
grin and picked up his hat.
The baby crowed. for it saw the gilt
tering thing again.
There was sharp report-Antonio
pitched forward in heap upon the floor
and Blake's widow stood with the pistol
pressed to her breast.
A line of thin blue smoke curled from
the muzzle of the weapon and formed a
halo around the childs haxen head. The
glittering thing was quite near the little
hands now. and they took it from the
yielding grasp of the mother.
Blake's widow looked steadily at the
figure on the tioor--it was quite motion
less; then she turned and went through
the wide passage opened for her by the
silent crowd, holding the baby very ten
derby, and the baby carrying the pistol.
The child laughed with delight; it had
got its shining plaything again.
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