Kootenai County Republican. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1899-1903, 1899-08-04
Gibson come up here.

ninth day Of March. when Farauharson
Is said to have started ont with Sexton.
4 Freddy here was with this man Smythe
al Bowen downs, SOME hundreds of
miles from the Cloncurry where Smvthc
says he saw the prisoner =" Savile locked
significantly at Smythe. who seemed
simply hereft Of speech.
4 A mufmnt was heard in enrt. and
the magistrate looked grave The half
caste stood with the eretS. prinoely car
riage of an aboriginal
"And now you tell if that one Danny
Smythe been budgerie-good mas,er
alonga your" Savile asked the hall
caste
Here the sergeant rose and said;
Your worship, | protest against the
time Of the court being wasted by this
irrelevant evidence. In fact, I protest
against this black fellows evidence be-
/ ing taken at all 1t tperhaps matters lit
tie what he says anyhow.
And now the magistrate. who had all
throughout the case heard both sides
limpartially. remarked somewhat dryly
81 think, sergeant that if | consider
it proper tn take this black fellows. az
you call him. evidence your protest il
Ill timed. l don see why yon should
object to it. myself feel rather curious
Iii regard to Mr. Smythe = antecedents
Hear. heart again interiected the
gentleman Of sporting proclivities.
who. after having been forcihly elected
FOR like offensc, had once more stolen
into the tent. only to forget himself in
d weak moment
Corporal cried the magistrate
"have that man arrested"
But as the offender happened to be a
personal friend of tho magistrate's y he
was doubtless released later on and
fined the drinks. Order had to be main.
tanned in court. particularly when tine
mans credit was good
well. Freddy" Savile repeated.
that one Danny Smythe been good
master alonga your
The half caste seemed to mesmerize
Smythe with his great eyes AS he an.
swered
THAT fellow plenty coolah, alonga
me-plenty killum me-baal that fel
low gif' him shirt nor tobac. baal that
fellow sif him thixithpence. That fel
low bad. bad. man. One time that fel.
low Here the half caste paused,
raised one hand fearfully to his head
as if touching the mark Of an old scar.
and as if oYerpowcred by some terrible
recollection.
Smythe began to shake in every
limb. ! began to fear that he would
have another tit. The same thing seem
..1 10, h.,, In
THAT will do, Freddy, l said hur-
riedly to the boy. But perhaps the
sergeant might like to ask you some
questions.
The sergeant thinking that he would
have an easy time with thls untutored
son of the bush. straightway began to
question him. He had not asked many
questions before he discovered much
to his astonishment. that he had unac.
countably succeeded in damaging his
own case He sat down in bewildcrcd
fashion and mutterei something about
''the devil being in the boy
When the half caste came to put his
mark to his evidence ne again excited
the amusement Of the appreciative az
dienee, for he nearly upset the ink pot
Then dabbllng his fingers in the ink he
drew them across his face When
looked for him again in the crowd, he
had vanished as completely as If he had
only been a passing shadow.
asked permission 10 cross examine
Smy the. and the magistrate granted my
request
! had got my clew,
''And, now Mr. Smythe. I asked as
Savile sat down. IL want you to think
minute. and to be careful Of what you
say. Don I you think you made n mis-
take when you said you We're mt the
Cloncurry on or about the 9th oi
March last =
IL suppose | must, have been mis-
took. Was the cowed and whining re-
ply, his eyes wandering around as i!
: looking for some one: lit must have
been later than that.
The sere threw down the papers
he had ben holding. and crossed one
leg over the other with the air of u man
who says ..the game is up
And now, look at the prisoner
again. continued "You see one i,
r liable to make mistakes Locking a,
him closely isn't it possible that wber
, this morning You spoke IF seeing him a,
, the Cloncurry you were deceived b,
sufne chance resemblance. and that i: i.
more than likely you never saw hin
befure,' looked around as if for th.
, bdlf caste
2 he interpreted my glance. and in 1
) voice that quiyered with trel'idatiur
vhined
DID don t-begoshl reckon
did make mista k.--yup-oh yea
yup. yupI iist cal'clate was foolet
, by a resemhlance-he il not the .Joh,
Farquharsan | meant at all reckor
| never seed that fellow before E"
''lf yon ever knew any john Farqu
harson, | snesred Il have done will
you-in the meantime.
As he sat down he was evidently
vastly relieved II guilt was not clearly