Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1898-11-13

along the barrel and the stock. then walking to the open door and turning about, he said:
 I shall git him far suah..
 Fur suah," repeated the woman.
 Fur suah," repeated the girl.
 With the gun on his shoulder the young man strode away without an other word-without a look back. He dld not hurry, he did not lag. Four miles up the road was Johnsonyille-a store, post office, blacksmith shop and four or five cabins. There were a dozen mountaineers in and around the store, after whisky, tobacco or what not, and old Wilson was among them. lie stood in the doorway, looked up the road, and saw the ayenger when he was yet quarter of a mile away, but he saw stranger and was not alarmed. The ayenger saw him and knew 1t was tho man he was after. but he maintained his even pace, and not the slightest flush reddened his saIlow cheeks. He saw but one man of the dozen; he advanced until within 20 feet of the door, then brought his gun down and pulled trigger. The score was even again-the last of the Will sons had gone to join the last of the Taylors.
 The avenger reloaded his gun and sat ] down to be arrested. He might have escaped temporarily, but he knew it was the same in the highlands as in the lowlands. The man who shoots and runs away is looked upon as an assassin and an outlaw. and his fellow men turn out to hunt him down. He waited for a quarter of an hour, but no one came near him. Then he rose up and said:
 "Yoll find me down yan at the Fay lors'."
 No one sought to detain him; no one followed him. He took the same gait on his return; his countenanee was just as impassive and unreadable. The two women sat on the doorstep look ing up the road. They questioned him with their eyes as he came up and stood before them, leaning heavily on the gun-questioning him with their eyes but not by words.
 T got hin" he said after awhile, and passing between them, entered the cabin and hung the gun on it's hooks. Then he returned to the open air, sat down on the stump on which the owl had rested, and looked into the lau- rels on the far side of the road. Thus passed a quarter of an hour without another word-without one of the three seeming to be aware of the oth- CTS presence. There was ] grim and | satisfied smile on the face of the widow; the girls face had lost some thing of it's hardness. By and by she turned and looked at her mother. The mother looked past her but nodded her head. Then she rose up slowly and slowly walked out to the young man and said
 'Gwine to run fur it?"
 "N'm," he replied, with a shake of his head.
 Nobody does up yere."
 And nobody does down thar"
 She had been troubled about it. In the highlands they shot down their man and stood by to take the eonse= quences. Was it the same in the low lands? She was worried over it, but Abel's answer brought relief He had killed openly. There was law among the mountaineers, and he would be ar rested, the sooner because there was no Taylor left 10 threaten and intim- iGate, because there was no family in- fuenee to be consulted by the county sheriff
 About mid-afternoon the sheriff and two deputies arrived. They were armed, and not knowing their game they made cautious approach. They found the trio just where they sat at noon.
 "Yo' plugged ole Wilson?' said the sheriff, and he advanced and laid his hand on Abel's shoulder.
 "Fur suah," he answered.
 Fur suah," said the widow.
 Eur suah," added the girl.
 "Gotter cum along with us to jail said the sheriff. as he nodded to his deputies.
 The young man rose up and walked away with them. There was no hand shaking-no word of farewell. It was ten miles to the county seat, and scarce a word was spoken as the quartette trudged over the weary roads. Half ar hour after they had left the cabin the mother quietly rose up and said:
 Wall, him's gone"
 "Yes, him's gone, replied the daugh- ter, as she also reached her feet.
 A month later the law pronounced the prisoner guilty, andsa judge sen tenced him to be hung by the neck un- til dead. He had made no defense te speak of-there was none to make. Ii was righteous verdict and just sen tenee, aud he had no cause for com plaint. The "jaii" was a room over g store The prisoner could have escaped a dozen times over, but there was a point of honor. When he had been sen fenced the sheriff consulted the judge