The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 18??-19??, 1898-02-08


| Of fiction Will be gratefully inhaled like
some stimulating fragrance. More thrill
| ling things have happened on earth than
| have even happened ever in the lurld
| chambers of the minds Of Dumas fills.
| am persuaded to make this much
preliminary ado in order to pave the
way for q story that came to me yes
| terday from a responsible railroad Off
| cial friend in casual conversation.
/ Just why it did not appear III the pa
| pers Of yesterday, | do not know.
| The husband had sold good bit of
| land for several hundred dollars and his
| good wife was glad. and She went about
| her hou,Se-dutcs singing more heartily
| than ever: for they needed the money
| they were Il Woodworking husband ami
| wife And the good man went to put
| his money in the bank IN Il town twenty
miles away. and left the good woman
| getting things in order. Frightening the
| fire and warming the board against his
| homecoming III the evening.
| And the home was quite in order, and
| the craCfle Of the fire was coy obi
| cato to the baritone of the breakers Of
| the sea.
| She was waiting.
| She did not wait for long,-whie the
| wintry red. as Of battle, Of the late
| afternoon sky circlcd the white-plumed
| Atlantic.
When She opened the door, there stood
three men.
! They were masked.
| She WAS frightened into specchless-
! ness.
| G. IL
| land" they said.
/ There is not Il cent in the house.
she was finally able in Il broken way to
tell them. My man has gone to the
| bank in the city with the money, and [
| and | have set the house i'll order against
| his coming. You may see that | speak
| the truth and she opened the door
| which looked i'll upon Il sayory hearth-lit
board for two.
we will sup with YOU then" they
said.
| And they suppcd, while she tended
| upon them.
| Give us sugar with our Coffee one
| of them said roughly.
| And they took Of the sugar which she
| brought. But ali that sweetens is not
sugar. The proyident helpmeet had pu
| nto the sugar some Rough on Rats
| which was to her hand.
And she waited but this time not for
the husba1ni--but she was waiting for
| the Rough on Rats to arrive.
| 1t arrived.
The three men sickcned and staggered
and fell upon the floor in heap.
| Then the poor soul grew yet more
| frightened at what she had done. She
| thought rhey were dead. and she fled
| from the house to the houses of her
| neighbors for help. She said to one
Tel your husband to come, l have kill
| d three men and they are III my house,
| and. continuing. she went into detail.
My husband and two sons have gone
into the city said the aeghbor, but |
| will go to YOU N Your distress, my good
sister and the two women hurried
| back to the little home.
| The three men lay motionless with
| their masks yet over their faces, on
| their backs on the floor digesting to the
death their Rough on Rats.
With 4 spring towards them, the
| neighbor- r-Woman snatclCd from their
faces the masks OF all of them. Their
| eyes were closed. their faces upturned
| The two women looked at one another
as if they were III a CHASTITY dream. 1t
| WAS their time to stagger now. They
caught the backs Of the chairs and
! We're about to fall.
At that moment the husband entered
Upon the floor lay the husband and
| TWO sons Of the other woman.
This happened in Newport News on
| Friday. whence the husband had gone
to put his money into a bank at Norfolk
People in Raleigh, 1T least. will remem-
| Der with pleasure, tnc eloquent dis
| cGlreSS here some time S4ncc of Dean
| Hart of Denver. Colorado-the clergy
man with an lriSn face and English
voice. He hau the eloquence Of one and
robustness Of the other This robustness
| is not confined to MS sincere treatment
and simplicity. it is in tho man where
after all eloQUencc resides Here
in an interesting story told me by
| prominent g@ntlcman in Raj
eigh. who knows something of the
| early fife Of the Dean. Ii was in Den
yer during the cowboy and desperate
| days. There was Il row Of 'bar-roOms--
they constituted about the chief business
| houses along the narrow streets ef the
| pioneer prairie town. Dean Hartt was
| then a young man and his force was
! liking itself felt even among these al
mISt abandoned mon. i Lc gamblers and
| drink-hou>e keepers grew restive. They
| could mot stand any shock Of good deeds
| but tlcy had certain kind of open
handeoness anl brutal frankness with
| all their WayWard habits Of life They
| gave the young preacher SO many days
| to get out of Down He refused to go,
| ;:;ld l.cIt on with his work Pluck is
pet quality with these men and the
| young man nad it. One of the most
desperate Of the dancc-l,al II keepers came
| To him and sand: Young man. | like
| yGu because Nnu are game, come TO my
shanty tonight, and preach and no one
shall harm q hair of your head The
young man was there and his audience.
\ cUud of smoke and wide-brimmed
!, hats, with piSto and knives in their
bolts. The stage was crowded with the