Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1896-11-05

then, your worships, that l did nurse
my uncle and cousin thr0ught their
last illness. I did prepare with my
own hands all the food and drink or
which they partook- -,
"Prisoner, prisoner" said Squire up
ton in q tone Of great sympathy, Tor,
despite the conclusive evidence against
her, it was impossible to look into her
innocent eyes without Il doubt of her
supposed guilt, and wishing to give
her the benefit of that doubt, 'prison-
err, l must again earnestly warn you
that you are fatally eliminating your
self, thing that the law does not re-
quire you to do. Justice affords even
to the most guilty the opportunity or
acquittal, which the criminal IS not
bound to destroy" -.
"Sir, 1 am not criminal; and II
speaking the truth is to destroy me 1T
must do so. did prepare their food
and drink, as I did everything else
for their relief and comfort, because
loved them so much that would have
given my life, if its sacrifice could have
saved theirs. I put no injurious ingre-
dient in anything that I made for them
And as for that deadly poison Of St.
Ignatius' bean, of which it is said they
died, and which was found in my box
I do not know how it came there. I
never, certainly, had it in my posses
sion, never knew anything Of its prop
critics, never even heard Of it's exist
ence before! And as I have spoken
truly, so may the Lord deliver my life
from this great peril!'
She concluded in very low voice,
and at the close Of her little speech
sank trembling into her chair again.
Her simple defense, with it's fatal ad-
missions, was, Of course, worse than
useless; and her unsupported denial of
the poisoning had not feathers
weight to counterbalance the crushing
mass of evidence against her.
"Humph! see but one course for us
to pursue and that is to send her to
trial. What do you say, Mr.. Humph-
reys? What do you say, Mr.: Upton?'
inquired Sir Ira Brunton looking to the
right and left upon his associate mag
istrates.
II regret to be obliged to coincide
with you," said Mr.. Humphreys.
''It is very sad, very, very sad, but I
see no possible alternative" said
Squire Upton, looking with deep COM
passion upon the poor young girl.
''Fill out the mittimus, Wallace" or
dered Sir Ira Brunton.
The clerk Immediately filled out the
commitment Of Eudora Leaton. and
placed it in the hands Of Detective
SIMS with the order to take away his
prisoner at once.
At this command wild alright
blanched the face Of Eudora, who, in
her utter ignorance of the magistrates
prerogative, clasped her hands, and
raised her dilated eyes, in an agony of
duplication, saying:
"Oh, sirs, am innocent! God knows
am! Have pity on me!'
My child" said the kind-hearted
Squire Upton, who more than half
doubted her imputed guilt, "this is not
final, you know. We pronounce no
judgment upon your guilt or innocence;
we only send you to take your trial be-
fore higher court, where you may be
fully acquitted. Meanwhile, no doubt,
your friends will procure you counsel
from the highest legal talent in the
kingdom, and this talent will devote
itself to the task of clearing away these
circumstances that appear against you;
hope that you are, take faith and pa
thence to your heart, and pray and trust
to God for their success and your de-
liverance."
Eudora listened to these words with
eager, breathless interest; but, oh, they
afforded her but little hope. She
bowed in silent Acknowledgement of
the magistrates kindness, and turned
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dams.
Malcolm Montrose, with anguish
stamped like death upon his brow,
came forward, and, in choking voice,
said:
Gentlemen, if any amount Of bail
would suffice to set her at liberty"
"Mr. Montrose, the Queen of England
could not bail out prisoner charged
with the crime Of which she stands
committed" said Sir Ira Brunton,
sternly.
All! Malcolm knew this as we'll as
the magistrates did; he had only spok-
en- in the transient madness Of grief
and desperation. Now he turned to the
prisoner and said:
"Eudora, throw yourself upon the
mercy Of heaven, since there is so lit
tie left on earth. Oh, pray TO God as 1
shall pray for you, and try to bear up
under this heaviest affliction through
these darkest of days. will leave for
London tonight and retain the best
counsel that can be procured. will
bring them to you tomorrow. Oh, try
to endure your life till then"
mir. Montrose," said Sir Ira
Brunton, ''the prisoner
must be at once removed; we are wait
ing to examine other cases."
"Good-by until tomorrow, Eudora.
Before you reach your prison walls l
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