The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1896-11-27
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aSpernte character, whose end was very
near. He had been sent to seven years
penal servitude some three years before
for forgery, and after serving two years
at Portland had been transferred IN
Lowmarket. His appearance was su.
perlor to that of the ordinary convict
even when. forger. Although had
Seen him several times and certainly
been struck with his face and appear.
ance, we could not be said to be friendly,
as he had been Indifferent to all nv ad.
yances.
Il Il found him lying in the hospital
hnd L soon saw that he would not live
very long.
You seem pleased to see me-?
said.
Yes, SIR replied No. 152. 4 a
| glad you've come; 1 hardly expected
you would, considering how stand.
offish I've been. But 1 wanted to see
you, as the doctor says I'm not likely tc
last much longer-perhaps not until to-
MORROW
There, we'll, never mind. Keep your
courage UP, and you'll probably deceive
1 tAlc QOCJOT.
81 talked to him about his soul anG
Il spiritual things. That we may pass by
Howson; l believe ne was thoroughly
T penitent. l asked him if there was any
Il thing l could do for him.
II "'Yes, sir, there is one thing, if yor
will. It's such a curious one | hardly
like to ask YOU His eyes looked eager
III at me.
d 60 on said L; I'll do it if possible.
Il GIVE had Il queer life, sir said the
i convict. 4 might have been somebody
I and done some good; but l got lee
= astray after marriage and broke tn,
!, heart of my wife. who died soon after
: ward. Yes. I've led a bad life, and it,
diAs~ r-sayN- 49,, -
beasts. They are wild as
lightning streaks."
Naseby and Crazy thought of the
rumbling, slow, stupid old crate of
bones which they had ridden, and
"Hello!" yelled Henderson. "There's
Grissette. Wounded, tool"
There is no need to tell of the lie of
1t was simply irreproach-
able, and Naseby and Crary, looking at
each other, were ashamed of the paltry
and weak tales they had told. And
when an hour later they picked up
and Benswicll mounted and
cheerily rode away, Henderson scared
in the mountain clouds of fiction to de-
scribe the wicked spirit of the horse.
while every man of them excepting the
untried Benswick knew the animal had
simply hobbled along just out of view
@E :!
to guess what his thoughts
must have been. He realized perfectly
well that the four others had lied about
their fearful experiences and had mere
ly been shaken and rocked into human
pulp, and yet he swore positively that
the mount had stood upon its head and
had turned three somersaults in the
air before picking him up in it's teeth
and shaking him like a corn-popper.
81 can ride lively horses, but this one
is too lively" he said sadly, and hinied
in skull and broken arm.
They all agreed that it would be suicide
for anyone to try to master that ami
NAL, SO they all squeezed into the stage
and left it to follow IL it should choose.
Did tell you that. although there were
comfortable seats. every man of them
seemed to prefer resting on his lknees2
They were proud men. those four
officers. and although each knew the
eiher was vileIy lying vet they all per-
sistenfI7 told and refold Of their hurts.
and when they got TO the main body il
xa4 odd to see how every one of them
insisted that some other fellow was the f