Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1899-02-15
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"HE jury had retired to consider
their verdict, and those remaining
in court were discussing In ex.
cited whispers what would be the re-
Sult Of their decision.
At length it came: "GuiltyT'
The prisoner at the bar turned paler,
and clutched the dock for support;
while the judge assumed the black cap
and pronounced sentence.
Richard Clood, you have been found
guilty Of murder upon evidence which,
think, can leave no doubt in the mind
Of any person who has been present In
the court and heard It."
Then followed the last dread SEN
tence.
..
"Could there be fairer daughter Of
Ever If could only win herr
Clarence Bolton gazed with eyes OF
passionate love upon a beautiful. girl
lsh figure, Just retreating with tea
tray from the rustic arbor In which he
was seated.
Clarence Bolton was a pedestrian,
and devoted his Saturday half-holidays
to tramps in the country. In the course
Of one of these he had entered rustic
cottage in Kent, where teas were pro-
vided for travellers and pedestrians.
Here he had met his fate, Nellie Gould.
Clarence had resolved over and over
again to declare his passion, but his
courage had as often failed him at the
critical moment. That one moment In
the lovers calendar advantageous
above all others came at length, and he
seized II.
He had met with an accident and
ripped the sleeve of his jacket. He
asked Nellie for needle and thread. She
not only brought both, but offered to
do the stitching for him.
The compact was sealed In the little
arbor.
Many happy weeks passed. There al
ways seemed to be one shadow, how
ever, in their pathway-Mrs. Gould.
She wore an air Of perpetual sadness
and gloom, from which not even her
daughters happiness could arouse her.
why is your mother always so sad!''
Clarence one day asked.
Poor mothers Haven't you ever
heard? I never like to speak about II,
but-but-my father was murdered"
"Murdered" exclaimed Clarence In,
horror.
Murdered. It's many years ago now
Il was only little child at the time
and my mother never speaks of it now.
But can you wonder at her sadness?"
mo, indeed. But who was the MUIR
dererf"
"a wretched man Dayuess. Sssnssssss=Rr
was tried. found guilty and hanged"
Thank heaven for that. Well. Mel
he, when we are married we must have
POUR mother always with us and try to
make up for the sorrow she has
known-"
When he left the cottage that even
ing Nellie Gould had promised to be
his bride in a months time.
A happier man than Clarence Bolton
when he entered the shop of his guar
aian on the evening following it would
have been difficult to find.
William Seek was a prosperous
hadesman who had taken a deep inter-
est in the young fellows career, and
Clarence had therefore considered 1t his
arst duty to acquaint him with the
step he had just taken.
80 long as you are happy. my boy,
that's all care for" said the old man,
heartily, when Clarence had told his
story. You've been a good lad and
deserve a good wife. But what's her
name7 You haven't told me her name"
oh. 1 kept that till the last" said
Clarence with a laugh. IT'S a very
pretty name, 1 can tell you. What do
Vou think of Nellie?"
"'Tain't bad sounding. What's the
stfer part Of itT'
"Gould-Nellie Gould. Halo. what's
sp3"
Mr. Seek had started from his chair,
his pipe had fallen to the ground.
Gould? You didn't say that. Has
the fatherT'
No. poor girl. He was murdered
yens ago by a man named Clood. Ter
rihle. isn't it?'
"Terrible-yes."
Mr.. Seek strode up and down the