The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1900-03-25
L cop o. . ADLER,
Sole Agent,
SAVANNAH, CA.

and looked stupidity at the heavy seal he
had slipped off his finger into my hand
but few minutes before. The crest had
been defaced and l could make out the
| word "veritas" spelt backward.
| Perfunctorily / finished the errand
had started on earlier In the day the fling
of some papers at the Court House and,
still dazed, heard the newsboys calling
extra" on the street.
There is the sum of the following day,
and have finished I did not go to bed
that night thought I should never
sleep again, and / made all the arrange
ments for Fearson's funeral, after the In
quest, with heavy heart. No one knew
anything of his family or his past. l
knew-he was gentleman.
The second day / slept, and when
awoke there was a note brought 10 me
from Roach, imploring me TO call and soc
him. He was held a prisoner-it was not
his first affair.
For some reason felt no resentment
toward Roach. ] was still nunbed.
could not analyze my feelings for him. l
did not care whether they hanged him or
let him go-Fearson was dead.
So l went; and found him, not in cell,
but seated in a large cage-like structure
in the Jail corridor. He appeared quite
comfortable and was smoking.
There was a skylight in the roof above.
and the place was full Of sunshine The
reality and horror of the whole occurrence
struck me more forcioly. Up 70 thls llhle
| could hardly realize II.
Not detail of the place or of the inter-
view escaped me. do not believe | said
a dozen words. one sentence was IN my
mind. Cain you've killed your brother"
AS soon as he saw me he arose and be-
gan 10 talk / would be a witness for
him-I saw the assault, how unprompted
II was. and then before lady" He
was In the right.
| did not answer; If had l would nave
blurted out the trvth.
Roach went on and called Pearson
"crazy fooP'-Fearson "a crazy foolF'
Inst then some one came down the cor
r;dor and handed him a piece or paper
through the bars and went away. l saw
his face pale. II was in Fearsons hand-
writing. that note. / knew that piece OF
naper: Pearson had scrubbed 1t In the cab
the day before and left 1t at the Turf
Exchange" :.
Roach grew old as he read 1t. had
never thought he was so old man.
noticed many things. His mustache was
Owed his hair was very thin, his gas
hjeached face was full OF tiny wrinkles.
The great scar down HIS check stood out
live q fresh burn. The cigar simply
dropped out OF his nerveless lips and he
made a shivering sound as II he were cold
or freezing. ] pitied him.
He finished and spread himself along
the bars for support. He did not say q
word. I could not lift my eyes to his,
and turned away.
Then heard a sound that made chill
run up my back.
ILLUSTRATIONS COL ff~|
"Pstl Pstr' the noise that people often
mako 10 attract attention in crowd.
/ glanced around and such sight
saw!
Roach had one arm stretched at full
length through the cage across the mar
row passage to the left. There was a
stand OF Springfield rifles there close
against the wall.
Have you ever seen a person reach for
something on high shelf, something
they could Just touch with the fingers?
"Trip II, Tommy" (he never called me
by that name before. Tip It," he said
In a cringing entreaty Go ahead; you
can do a." he added with hideous in
situation.
could not stay there longer, l became
so weak In my mind now as | write I
can see a big-knuckled, hairy hand, with
a diamond flashing on the middle finger,
reaching-reaching.
Almost as / went through the swinging
doors the report came to me.
heard voices inside the building, ami
a reporter rushed past me, his face ablaze
with news.
The papers were all wrong. They who
remember v and read this will learn the
truth.