Mexico weekly ledger., 1894-03-08

give yon my word that, all the way.
the father and daughter were walking
in front of us.
cts Internally dark said he,
stamping about.
wen soon have a light I said,
striking a match and putting it to a
wax candle which / had brought with
me. Now, Enoch Drebber,' l con-
t1nued, turning to him, and holding
the light to my W face: Who am I?'
"He gazed at me with bleared,
drunken eyes for a moment, and then
I saw a horror spring up in them and
convulse his whole features. which
showed me that he knew me. He
staggered back with a livid face, and
l saw the perspiration break out upon
his brow, while his teeth chartered.
At the sight l leaned my back against
the door and laughed loud and long. 1
had always known that vengeance
would be sweet, but had never hoped
for the contentment of soul which now
possessed me.
"'You dog" said; I have hunted
you from Salt Lake City to st. Peters
burg, and you have always escaped
me. Now at last your wanderings
have come to an end, for either you or
I shall never see to-morrow's sun rise
He shrank still farther away as 1
spoke, and l could see on his face that
he thought ] was mad. So l was for
the time. The pulses in my temples
beat like sledge-hamrners, and l be-
lieve I would have had a fit of some
sort if the blood had rot gushed from
my nose and relieved me.
"'What do you think of Lucy Fer
rier now?' l cried, locking the door
and shaking the key in his face. Pun
ishment has been slow in coming, but
it has overtaken you at last l saw
his coward lips tremble as l spoke.
He would have begged for his life, but
he knew well it was useless.
would you murder me? he STAN
mered.
There is no murder I answered.
Who talks of numbering a mad dog?
What mercy had you upon my poor
darling when you dragged her from
her slaughtered father and bore her
away to your accursed and shameless
harem?'
"'Itwas not I who killed her father
he cried.
"'But it WAS you who broke her in
nocent heart l shrieked, thrusting
the box before him. Let the high
God judge between US. Choose and
eat. There is death in one and life in
the other. I shall take what you
leave. Let us see if there is justice
upon the earth, or if we are ruled by
chance
"He covered away with wild cries
and prayers for mercy. but l drew nay
knife and held it to his throat until he
had obeyed me. Then 1 swallowed
the other, and we stood facing each
other in silence for a minute or more,
waiting to see which was to live and
which "a to lie. Shall I ever forget
the look which. came e his face when
the first warning pangs told him that
the poison was in his system? I
laughed as / saw it, and held Lucy's
marriage ring in front of his eyes. 1t
was but for a moment, for the action
of the alkaloid is rapid. A spasm of
pain eontorted his features; he threw
his hands out in front of him. stag
gered, and then, with a hoarse cry, fell
heavily upon the floor. 1 turned him
over with my foot and placed my hand
upon his heart. There was no move
ment. He was dead!
THE blood had been streaming from
my nose. but / had taken no notice of
It. don't know what it was that put
1t into my head to write upon the wall
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chievous idea of setting the police upon
a wrong track, for I felt light-hearted
and cheerful. ! remembered a Ger.