Highland recorder. (Monterey, Highland County, Va.) 1877-1972, 1893-11-10
JANET LEE
In the Shadow of the
GaUOWs.
BY DAVID LOWRY.
CHATTER xvHLContinued.

CHATTER XVII Continued.
Fate for once seemed kind to Grizzle
Meade Even as sho spoke, her hus
band, looking out OF the door after Giles
Ellis, slw Indiln Joe walking along the
road. It was plain the lame Indian was
under the influence Of liquor.
Il see Ju-ee-mo now. He has had
overmuch rum, and he is Going the
wrong way. He should be going into
not out of Salem"
Indian Joel The very man, above all
others! Call him in" said Grizzle
Me ,de.
why should / call the drunken vaga-
hond into my house e-to pour rum down
his gullet for nothing2" demanded Dan
iel Meade, testify.
DO as l bid YOU Call him in"
The landlord, very much against his
will, called Ju-ee-mo into the inn. The
Indian staggered against the door, then
looked stupidity at the land ord. Grzzle
Meade placed seat, AMI the Indian stag
gered into it.
1t was Grizzle Meade who poured out
the rum he drank. 1t was Grizzle Meade
who stood over him and asked how the
world Jared with him.
World ell bad Everybody going to
the devil. Not Ju-ee-mo. Lots of
witches-lots of witches aad devils in
Salem. l sec them-the devils. juice
mo see two-legged devils; you see them
every day"
DO you see any lazy devils, oe?"
The Indian looked up with drunken
gravity at d lniel Meade.
Il see-landlor of Globe Inn.
The landlord frowned and turned away,
but Grizzle Meade laughed.
"Aye-your eyesight is good, Joe.
Nothing wrong with Ju- -ee- mos eyes.
l see Martin Lee cut throat Winslow's s
sheep. | see"
Il don't believe It'll" exclaimed the land
lord. What sort of man was he?"
Peace, Daniel. Paw no attention to
him, Joe. You did see some one kill the
sheep?"
"Ju-ce-mo saw-Oi yes; saw him kill
horse. Big knife-zzi-ipl So"
The Indian made q quick movement
across his throat, uttering a sound in
imitation of that which knife makes in
cutting iece of cloth.
I'VE know the sheep were killed, and
the horse. But everybody does not know
what you and know. Joe. know who
xii ed the sheep, but, like you, | keep my
own council. lis we'll to say Martin
Lee did it, Joe"
The Indian looked at Grizzle Meade in
horror. He attempted 10 rise, but Griz-
zle pushed him back into his seat. He
looked the door, but the was no re-
lief near. -~Grizzle Meade's black eyes
meanwhile seemed to burn with hidden
fire. There was look in her face which
the Indian had never beheld there, as she
said, sternly:
Tell to others that Martin Lee killed
Winslows sheep, but confess 10 me You
saw Giles Ellis do it. He put this file
story in your mouth.
Again the Ind an tried to rise, and again
Grizzle Meade held him down in his seat.
do not fear. l will never tell it. It
does not suit me. But neither does it
suit me 10 let you 60 past my door without
telling you that | know who killed the
sheep. You never saw Martin Lee Were
he here now you would not know b III.
Come, is it not so?"
Impelled by the mere force of her will,
the Indian answered ald told the truth.
"Ju-ee-m did not see Martin Lee.
Never see Martin Lee. Now go"
10, mol you did see Giles Ellis do it.
Tell me-tell me and my husband here
how he killed the sheep, and whore you
were when he did it..
he Indian looked hopeleSsly at the
door again. There was no one in sight,
no sign of relief. He Strengthened him.
self in his seat, and looking at Grizzle
aud the landlord alternately, said:
Il tell truth. You tell l tell truth.
Giles he kill us-kill all us. He kill me
if l not tell Martin Lee kill sheep 1
como long by Winslow's. See Giles
Ellis. Wonder what he do. Ju-ee-mo
hide behind big stone. See Giles Ellis
go in field. Catch sheep. Take out big
knife. Cut their tbroats so."
Again Joe made the sound Of knife
cutting cloth.
He kill horse. Cut horse agl through.
Brave man, Giles Ellis. He see me. Hold
knife so.
Joe described the manner in which the
knife was pressed against his throat.
Daniel Mead suddenly staggered back,
and. going to cask, drew and drank off
large draught of rum. Then he walked
oat of tie inn.
And you swore never to tell" Griz5le
said grimly.
Ju-ee-mo swore"
well, you have not told. l told you
Was it not ne told you Giles Ellis killel
the Sheep l only asked you how he did
it. Have no fear of Giles Ellis, Rather
fear me and keep the secret Well. Say
to all it was Martin Lee"
Il tell all the same"
Aye, and see you do not vary hair in
your story. But fear me rather than
Giles Ellis, for when l ask you to tell the
truth, and you do not tell it was Giles
Ellis, it will go hard with you. Fear me,
/ say"
The Indian looked at her wicked eyes,
fixed upon m sternly, as though she
would search his very soul, with fear and
dread Of her anger. lie rose TO his feet.
Grizzle gave him another draw of rum,
took him by the shoulder, turned his face
toward Salem, and bade him begone.
Already customers were in view.
The inn would soon be filed with men
eager to discuss the extraordinary occur
ences of the past week. Indian Joe had
revealed all he knew, and his place was
worth ten times more than his presence
now.
Now, then, Giles Ellis" said Grizzle
Meade. as the Indian staggered back 10