The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1898-05-19


. 90 obe Ausvtfiag tbs description Of tb'
strong man LEFT toe coach,
I,aally Texas } oe sali t. the driver
s,y, uhrrc'. yout bes pStsoai
There, sitting on bis tfuuk, replied The
usr, siib GRO 90 bi' lace.
Al eyes turned lowTd syouus, slender
lookjas nan. VITO, vith eyes twiukllne
Wilh So nssmspt, vss s1tc ius bis ne~
congregation. SEEING that something
, uas tIpeaiei # hin, be came forward
b and held ont bis hSnd.
Meu Ct S1sth City, be besau, 10 clear
maaesl voice. have been scot here to
act # yea viii have me. Is yoGr new par
500. Something tells me We are going 10
be good ffiends, and Il Won't be my fault
II We sreut There's lots for me to learn
lrom you sDd perhaps can do a little for
you too.
His face vas 40 boyish, his hair so curly
aud such 80 Bir oi sincerity seemed 10
Surround him that the miners. although
deeply disappointed ieIt their hearts so
ont to him,
One suItry afternoon tbs psrson OF South
/ City was sillin 10 bis room, prey to the
deepest depression. With all the eager
uess that youth and zeal could supply he
4 bad done his best to rsise bis people, and
/ be had failed and heknew 1t. BE saw his
miners, at Gtst sbsmelessly aud then op
+ eply. stay away from his little church, and
/ bis heart WIS sick within him. He was
won ierIng ii il we're worth while staying
on when bis door was suddenly opened
and a woman, disheveed and wild eyed,
rushed In.
Ol, pars0n. save my boy she gssped,
and sank to chair, bresthess with her
haste,
Why, Mrs. Mace, what 90 earth is the
ma,ter2 Is your boy i'll he asked eagerly. |
No. SIR hs sin't i'll, but he's worse nor
that-the men are going to hang him
What for2 Surely be hasn't been tried.
What has he done2
We !, sir, walled the woman, he's got
into bad company lately aud man sccns
ed him OF horse stealing, and and - look
iug fearIuliy aroun its true tir
Young aud inexperienced as be was IN
ways of frontier camp the psrson knew
that horse stealing was one OF the deadly
sins, snd bis face grew pale as death.
I'm siraid Mrs Mace, that If the men
have decided to hang your son no word Of
mine would stay them
Aud you, . minister, to say that to me-
a motherI Why, it's none the less mur
der, and you know i'll Oh. sir, she plead
ed, thsre's yet time TO catch them up
For Gods sake. whose word you preach,
Try and save my boyl Will no one help
a poor mother2 She wept bitterly, while
the parson in imsgin ton felt himself de
flying the mob and also 10 imagination
saw the CHASTITY tragedy that would ensue
on his Interference.
Come. MIS-. Mace, let as go and hurry,
and perhaps We may do some good. Seiz
ing his hat, he ran from the room and {
followed the crowd Of miners whom he
saw were making for some trees about Z
half mile out OF town. When he finally
caught up 10 them, all the giim prepare c
lions we're made for the execution. The !
rope was around the shivering youths .
neck Six sta wart men held the loose I
end, ready at a signal TO launch the crimi 2
1sl into eternity. With his boyish face v
lushed with excitement, the psrson press q
ID to the front and side by eide with the q
nan about to die, A silence fell on the u
hrong, broken by Texas Joe, who said:
Now, parsop, this ANT no place for you. 9
Judge Lynch has bad bis cay, and Jim
ace ls going to be hsnged, and that's 30 u
And who are you TO take upon yourself 81
O Judge and to exsculep Don't soowl at y
ne and finger your gun, Tor I'm al IN u
tmed IN su, and you know ii. Have not y
on enough blood O. your hands already 81
githout killing this boy who has broken p
our laws7 Give him one more chance, d
I'd yon may be glad yourself OF II one .
ay. NJ
The fury that occasionally comes over &C
zen OF qnlte meek dispositions Was on the sa
AL 10. Aafx ha N
nob. His look SCENE to daunt even the
len who beld tue rope, and il hung loose
bont Mice's neck
Joe saw his authority trem bling in the ei
alaDce, aud with pistol raised said, Clear ~
im ont Of the way, boyf, or I'll shoot GA GA
i'm where be stands.
No, you won't Joe, said the psrson 10 ha
suntedly Yon know that would be mur II
er, and they don't love you too much, ev
D here, TO stand that e'
No one spoke for moment, then the 'e'
otnishmsn. Trseaven. shouted out: A
ie for Ilfel ithe parson wants Mace IA
live, let hin be hanged instead. 3D.
The moi shrsnk from Iii. cold blooded
-oposal, and, sezing the psychological ID
omen,, the parson slipped the halter
ON Msce's mech, placed II round his own
ID SAID: Go, ny lsi, tDrn over new 'Sl
st and leave this town. Go, and God
ess you'll vel
Tue crowd opened aud Mace stum bled su'
ray, leaving biz rescuet ttshdiug with 90
owing lips 10 his place. c''
Inea Texas oe said, With an odd bresk We
his voice Tor which he could not &C WI
mt: Say. boJs there siu't going to be
fr.re,.l tod.r xcn hail Tnke ra that