Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1899-08-25

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This honorable court is now in session!
Order. order in this honorable COURT"
A 6 a silence succeeded the sherif's
proclamation.
MIR Sheriff" said the judge, "have the
jury in the case against Robert Campbell
agreed on a verdicty"
They have, your honor!"
Conduct them into court"
Sheriff Cobb passed without the railing
and struggled through the throng to the
rear end of the court room, where he
knocked on the jury room door.
In a moment more his voice resoundcd
through the room as he cried: MAKE way!
Make way for the jury! Make way! Make
way!!"
a space was opened, and down through
it. with b sheriff at their head, marched
the twelve men who, through one word Of
their foreman, would consign Robert
Campbell to the gallows. At least, so ex-
pected a vast majority Of those present in
the court room,
The jury filed into the box, and each
man stood facing the judge.
There was a solemn look on the faces
OF these men that caused a shudder to
pass through the frames of IL doting moth
er, Il loving sister and the bereaved daugh-
ter OF the late banker, whose heart was
IN the Keeping of the prisoner at the bar.
1T is all up with him." thought Her
man Craven: nor thought he so alone.
The Judge turned soiemnly and faced
the jury. Gentlemen of the jury. have
you agreed upon your vcrdicty"
We have" responded Foreman Al.
bright.
What say you? Guilty or not guiltyy'
Every neck was crancd forward. Every
eye was on the lips of the foreman. Would
he never speak?
All, his lips move!
I'VE find the prisoner"
Hold! Hold! Make way! Make way".
Every attorney lcaped to his feet.
Even the judge stood erect on his stand.
Make way! Make way" and strong
arms were forcing a passage through the
throng from the main entrance of the
court room.
The prisoner, at the sound Of that voice,
regardless OF the shcriff's deputies, had
leaped to his feet, and standing erect. the
first object that met his gaze was the head
and shoulders of the great Southern detec,
tive. towering above all others.
Make way! Make way!" And in an
instant more three men marched within
the railing of the bar-or rather the fore
most one was thrust within by the hands
of the detective, who followed.
This foremost party was of a goodly
frame. being fully six feet in height. He
was clothed in a fashionable suit of steel
r"Hy. Il diamond stud glittered from his
shirt front, a heavy gold chain hung
ant from a button hole of his vest,
"a n beaver hat rested rather siantingly
OH his head.
His eyes were black and piercing, and
II grnyish mustache adorned his upper lip
On his thin lips was a scornful smile and
his features were livid with either the
emotion Of hate or fenr.
His glovcd hands were before him, held
there by iron shackles. and one hand OF
Seliars rested upon his shoulder.
The detective appeared as calm and col
lected as though he was at his home dand
ling his boy upon his knee.
All eyes were fixed on these two figures
and none noticed the frail looking mar
who. leaning on Il stout cane, had followed
in the wake of the detective.
The quick eye of Sellars had scanned al
-countenanccs. but now his gaze was rivet
ed on an object of terror that had arisen
in alarm TO its feet at the first sound Of
his voice, but had sunk back to its sea,
with a groan when the h%andcuffed form
had been thrust within the railing.
The object of terror was Herman Ora.
ven. He sat, u covering wretch, with the
pallor Of death on his face, and his wild
eyes gazing On the features Of the man.
acled man.
A dead silence had succeeded the en-
trance of the three men within the bar.
Tf,n s,J,1 -r1, I-.1 hoo 1..A A. Ls--.-
roundings, now recalled himself to the du.
ties before him, and his ire was apparently
aroused.
What mean this unwonted disturb.
ance of the proceedings of this court,
Lang Sellars:" he demanded, in a loud
voice, with his eyes fixed on the detec.
tive.
ut means, your honor" came in deer
tones from the lips of Sellars, that this
jury shall be saved from the disgrace OF
pronouncing an innocent man guilty Of the
foul crime of m~urder-that this court shall
be saved .he ignominy of c%ondcnning to
death one whose hand has shed no blood
1t means that this wretch who you see be.
fore YOU is the murderer of Alvin DeRo.
sette."
A glad cry escaped the lips of Robert
Campbell's mother: Saved! Saved! My
boy is saved!" and mother and daughter
were weeping in each others arms, while
from his box the arms of the prisone,
were cast about them.
Who is your p%risoncr?" demanded thu
judge, who appeared astounded at Sellars
statement.
stephen Abbott, a Baltimore gamble,
&C. A. Stephens, a travelling man-Ste
phen Craven, the father OF the presiden,
of The Cape Fear Bank the covering
wretch seated there, who was his accom-
plice!"
Its false! It's a lie! A wicked lie!'
cried Herman. II never saw the ma,
before! Robert Campbell murdered m,
dear uncle! l caught him r%ed-handed ii
the act!"
l A scornful smile parted the lips of Ste
: phen Craven, as he glanced contenptuous
IL at his son.
Here, your honor" exclaimed Sellars
Q sis a bag of coin-twelve thousand 6v,
hundred dollars in gold!" and he laid it Of
the desk before the clerk. IF you will
d read this missive, you viii learn how
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