Staunton spectator and vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1896-1916, 1897-09-16
pistol in your hama FOR, and what Is

pistol in your hand FOR, and what Is
the matter with this woman
He put the pistol out of sight pretty
quick, and then, speaking SO rapidly
could hardly follow him, said that the
lady was the captains wife, and she
had been taken ill very suddenly, and
her husband, seeing my house so close
to, had determined to send her ashore
and see if anything could be done fol-
her.
"sThat's -- queer / said. why
didn't he come with her HIMSELF Look
here-I don't believe all this. How die
he know, even though the house is here,
that white man lives in it? And want
to have look at the woman's face. She
might be dead for all l know
"By this time my wife and one Of
Rotau's wives had gone up to the won.
all, and saw that, although she wasn't
dead, she looked very like it, for he,
eyes were closed, and she seemed quite
unconscious of all that was going on.
She was young-about IS or so-and
was rather pretty.
"tPlease take her to your house,
says the officer, and as soon as we
have towed the ship out of danger the
captain will come ashore and see you.
"tHold onp says /, and I grabbed
him by the arm. DO you mean to say
you're going off in this fashion without
telling me anything further? Who art
you anyway? What is the ships name?
"He hesitated just second and theI
said: THE Inca Prince, Captain Brough
ton. But I can't stay to talk now. Tit
captain himself will tell you about it il
the morning.
"And then, before could stop him
he jumped back out Of my reach init
the boat, and the four sailors, two o.
whom were niggers of some sort, showed
off. and away they went again.
"Well, we carried the woman up tt
the house and placed her in chair
and the moment my wife took off thu
wooden wrapper that covered her heat
and shoulders she cried out that there
was blood running down her neck. Ant
| it didn t take me long to discover thai
the woman was dying from bulle
wound in the back of her head.
'sWe did all that we possibly coul(
for the poor thing, but she never re-
gained consciousness, and toward sun
rise she died quietly. There was moth
| ing about her clothing to show who SHE
was, but she wore rings such as would
belong to woman of some position
That she had been murdered could no
doubt, and perhaps some day, even aftel
| all these years, the crime may come tx
light
"But what became of the ship?" asked
the mate of the Indiana.
"Out of sight by o'clock in thu
morning. AS soon as saw what wa
the matter with the woman I knew thai
we need not expect to see any one from
! the ship back again"
| 81 wonder what the true story of tina
womans death vast" said Packenhan
thoughtfully as be looked toward thu
place where she was buried.
"Heaven only knows, answered the
old trader. whether it was mutiny
and her husband was murdered, O.
whether the officer who came ashore
with her was the captain himself ant
her husband as we'll I cannot tell. Any
way, have since learned that Their
never was shipnamed the Inca Prince
I've told the story to every shipmastel
I've met since that night, and it wa
written about a good deal in the Eng
| 81, ov,1 Thor
| the affair was forgotten, and, like many
another such thing, the secret may
never come out. London Chronicle.