The herald., 1897-01-17
old his story. and by day dawn a party

told his story, and by day dawn party
of the dead mans relations were riding
to the Ohio, as the assassin would make
that his refuge. They got news by the
way-a tall, thin man had been seen
riding south, with his arm in a sling
About 8 o'clock man was seen ahead
and the cry was: There he isl" He
was riding at gallop, when rifle bail
struck the horse. 1t fell and Pollock
mics.
The scoundrel at once broke down and
blamed the woman. No words were
wasted. He was searched and three OF
her letters found. The men turned
away, leaving the assassin waving in the
wind from the limb of a big red oak
tree. BY noon Eutawa Harvey was or
her way to Jasper jail on a charge OF
conspiring to murder her husband
And now comes the trial The wo-
mans appearance in the dock was a
shock to those who had known her In
the prime of her beauty. 1t was the face
of one from another world that looked
on the surging crowd. There was nc
expression in the brown eyes; the face
was drawn with suffering. So hands
clasped and head bowed, she sat
throughout the trial.
1t was soon evident that there was nc
testimony to prove the criminal charge
Her letters to Pollock were in the len
guage of impassioned love, and she beg
ged him to reform his life that he might
be worthy of her. This was all. A bad
heartless woman, no doubt. but Pol
locks incrimination only excited dis
gust
"One more Witness said the district
attorney, land we rest
A tall, coarse looking man entered the
box.
What do you know of the Trimble
family?" he was asked.
wall I come from Baton Rouge and
some years ago the Trimbles were neigh
bors of mine. The old man was decent
fellow, but this gals a nigger" A ST.
lence so intense fell upon the crowd that
the tick of watch could be heard
YES" he continued, "her grandmother
was a free woman of color in New Or
leans; very beautiful and noted bad
character. Her daughter, this gals
mother, had white father, but they"s S
niggers, all the same"
Wretched woman. The curse of Ca
naan was upon her; every drop of
blood in her veins tainted and prescribed
and when, under direction OF the court,
the jury acquitted her, she tottered out
of the dock pale and fragile as lily.
No hand was extended to help her; she
made no appeal, but stood like hunted
animal awaiting death. The women
of the Harney family could hove torn
her limb from limb. They recalled her
contemptuous condescension; the icy in
difference with which their claims to- So
cial recognition had been met. All this
from a Niger! Nothing could exceed
their shame and abasement. Her
father and sister came forward and
with them she passed through the crowd
that shrank away-"Room for the lep-
ers.''
The doctor had left q Will that If no
children were born the estate was to be
hers for life but certain moneys in bank
and invested were to be hers absolutely.
Under the then law she could not hold
real estate, either by device or inherit
ance, but the personal property was
hers. So her father made q compromise
for ready money with the Harneys on
her behalf and Ear rights in the slaves
were extinguished, and then they de-
parted and disappeared so utterly that
no trace of them was ever found. They
We're believed to- have come NORTH
Philadelphia Times.