The Montgomery advertiser., 1902-05-04

but my knowledge of cards and health and the woman loved but who was not my wife, Delphina- When went nome she had found 1t all out, and upbraided me as only an enraged Spanish woman can. That night she left me and lived with a gambler over the saloon. saM no more of her except when she haunted her silks in my face. as sometimes sne passed me on the street. The man whom she lived with was the man killed. one Saturday night Jack came into saloon where I was sitting, and, though ne Was generally quiet, that night ms tonsue ran on like mad. and he told of his home in Baltimore, and how he had ran away and came out to the dtggings and turned gambler; how he fell in love with ricn greaser's woman, and how. unoeKnown to him, they had carried on. and now the greaser had finally gambled away his property, and Delphina had left hirn and come to him. I knew my man ana my mind was soon made up. The next day shot him as he sd wsS ow sm9Rlhg fSat me n,s scrape. and. Gould. you must get me out of it,"
 The latter declared the case was diff ficult, but that he would bend all his en- orgies to securing delay. which was the only chance he could hope for. DtM- gently he went to work preparing am davits, and when the case was called his showing was so strong that continu- anse was granfsd Sy !Ss Sso cGu ad
 
 consultations with his client, came with a fast horse to the door of the jail. and telling the jaller, for he had become well acquainted with him. T shall start back with Jose.' People were getting out of patience in those days, so many crimes were committed, and it was agreed that an example must be made, and the rough 200 of them organizing. they proceeded to the jail, and taking out one of the men he was hanged at 10 o'clock at night to a tree in front of the jail. The clerk st the hotel saw Lawyer Gould shortly ar ter mount his horse and ride away. He knew 1t was him from the peculiar clothes he wore. He never came to San Francisco. He was never seen again on the Golden, Gate. Where had he gone? His disappearance was most mysterious: dying at the Cincinnati Hospital. He was an old Californian, and one afternoon. talking about the early mining days. he aWen. the doctors have given me up. but before I go I want to tell something that is all past now" and he related the above story. and then said:
 And I know what became of Gould. have never told it to a single person, and the secret ought to die with me. ! was one of the vigilance committee that hung the Spaniard that night that 200 of us overpowered the sherlL, and learned that the Spanlard was WlCh ms attorney, MT. Gould. When we broke open the doors of the jail Gould stood outside the cell, with his hat down over his face and his long coat buttoned closely up, while the Spaniard lay on the floor of his cell, having, as we supposed. tainted | from fright. I said to the crowd Let Mir Gould, the lawyer pass and the crowd divided. and he passed quickly | through them. The body of the fainting Spaniard we took out. It was very dark. nd ell arOund hiG mock | Jose Aivedo was soon launched of. | wanted to bury the body that night, but | the mob said no. let 1t hang as a terror | to evil-doers, and so 1t was agreed. l went home, but could not sleep. 1 saw | the body of the Spaniard Jose dangling ! in my dreams, and getting up got pick | and shovel and cutting down the body prepared to give 1t burial. examined | the features and found they were not those of Spanish Jose. but of Gould, the lawyer. The truth flashed across my | mind in ap instant. We had not hung | Jose. but Gould. The Spaniard had prob the lawyer to the floor, changed clothes
 and in the darkness the mob had huns the wrong man, allowing the guilty criminal to escape. I buried the corpse
 and shortly after left the country. l have carried the terrible secret for years. ana
 now feel easier that 1t Is of my mind. .
 In the quiet town of Slanelly, in Soutf | Wales. a man of moderate means sud | denly leII ms WlIe ana two SHudl Elil
 dren, and all efforts to trace, much les to find him, proved unavailing. The de serted wife was very matter of-fact wo
 man. without bit of romance in he
 nature, so, after waiting a certain mum
 ber of years for ileF husband to returi
 she quietly and sensibly gave him up fo
 lost, and listened to the wooing of an
 other and younger man. Tennyson's Mrs
 Arden was driven to take this step D
 the fear Of poverty, and that her chil
 dren would come Co want; but this wifi
 was comfortably off. buxom and wante | a husband. and so took one, having wait