The sea coast echo., 1896-04-18

Early one morning in May, many
s5sSsrs--0go, Gsl 4A4Iash shbuE4. left his home
and walked down to the contested line
boundary. He was in an unusually bad
humor that morning and had taken the
walk with the hope that it would BEN
eilt him and aid his bad digestion. He
had spent restless night and was
feeling the bad results. When he
reached the line of bluzed trees that
hadlong been regarded as the boundary
TO his possessions he looked long and
Misttully Mt the surroundings of his
more prosperous neighbor He con-
scientiously believed that he had been
imposed upon and his blood boiled mad
ly and he was in rage of passion.
Finally his feelings overcamc him. md
with an oath he sought the path that
led to the doorsteps of Mai. McLains
Ialatial home.
Col. Mashburn walked rapidly up the
long hill. He was angry, and it was his
intention to have another talk with the
nlaJor and see If he could not either bv
threats or pleadings bring him to terms
ana secure possession Of what he
thought was his own. \ farm hand at
work in the field looked up from his
plow. paused and then continued TO the
end of his furrow. At the door Col.
Mashburn was met by Mai. McLain.
Ihe two men glared at each other and
then retired from view. The old negro
cook heard several oaths. closed the
door and went out into the cabin, tell
,ng one of the men employed about the
place that therewa going to be trouble.
Mr.. Suttlcs, passing by on his horse,
stopped at the gate, which was near the
house, and listened to the quarrel The
story of the feud was old, and he paused
only long enough to satisfy himself
that the major and Col. Mashburn were
Nuarreling and then sprirred his horse
10 catch the morning train to AbondaIe.
Late in the afternoon Mr.. Suttles re-
turned. AS he passed the McLain home
he saw an immense crowd in the ward.
The sheriff told him that Mai. McLain
had been killed. A coroner's inuucst
was being held. That was all, and SUIT
ties hurried on to his home, thinking
of the quarrel he had overheard as he
passed the house in the morning. At
the door he was met by his wife, who
told him how Maj. McLain had been
found dead in his chair. The old coacb-
man made the discovery, and the alarm
was given and the crowd assembled.
81 believe that Col. Mast burn killed
him." said Mrs. Suttles.
Leaning close down, Mr.. Suttles
Whispered into the ear of his wife:
II know it,"
There was peculiar emphasis to the
words as they fell from the lips of her
husband, and she looked up into his
1ace in4uiringly. The hot words of
PASSION heard in the morning by SUIT
sles we've told.
Mr. Suttles went Immediately to the
home OF Maj. McLain. lie elbowed his
way through curious crowd and went
into the room where the inquest was
being held, The sheriff was closely |
questioning all who came into the room.
Suttles was nervous, but he tried TO
conceal his true feelings. Reckoning
she sheriff to the outside, he told what
he had heard.
"Col. Mashburn is not at hone," said
The sheriff.
Here am" and the colonel, pale
and trembling, looked INTO the face of
the officer.
'You are my prisoner" said The sher-
ifl, placing his hand Oh the arm of the
colonel.
u thought so," coolIy remarked The
colonel,