The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1904-07-03

Beyond the patent fact of the village
surgeon picking the duck-shot from
the legs of the Lacquer with his
pen-knlfe, there was no evidence as
to who had done the deed. To add
to his perplexity his trusted consta-
Bile and judicial adviser had gone TO
Raleigh. Mouse Bill was in a
ouandary, but the negroes were i'm
patient and he realized that his presI
tige was at stake. Therefore. after
much scratching of his head and
twitching of his lips with the unusua!
exertion of penmanship, the Squire
produced the following warrant of
arrest, which is doubtless unique in
the legal annals of the State:
Il hereby duplicate Dan1 Mann to
execute the body of T. Jeff smith,
"DanI' received this scraWl with
some misgivings but, urged on by the
crowd of negroes. finally made halt
ing way to the Smith residence. His
apprehensions were fully realized. z.
Jeff sat ready on his porch, his shot
gun across his knees and fully in
formed both of Dan1s errand and
the wording of his commission. Dan1
paused at the gate and coughed:
LOOK here, you Dan1,' remarked
r. jeff, as he shifted his gun, you
go on back and tell Mouse Bill l say
come and get me himself
Danl Mann waited not, but went,
and when his message was delivered
the face of the court was clouded
with the trouble of finding "a way out
without weakening his importance in
the eyes of the negroes who thronged
the room. Suddenly bright thought
struck him and he turned and beam
ed with relief upon the expectant
crowd
wall" remarked Judge Johnson
profoundly, "as tn 'Spreme Cote have
already denounced, if habis corpis
won't fotch i'm, l declares that the
Judishery are exhausted"
of q hot, bright summers day, Mrs.
Nettie Barbee showed in her attire
neither the drab of the heat nor the
sombre thoughts that are apt to clus-
ter about that hour when business
forces the work-a-day citizen to face.
after weary night, the glare of the
burning streets. From the finely Ia
pered points of her three-inch heels,
including q modest glimpse of the
elaborate "clock work" pattern thai
encased pair OF twnkling ankles and
g voiunHnouS show IF snowy
white petticoat, to the palpitatinG
pink roses that nodded defiance from
a perfect pile of Il hat, Nctte Was q
symphony in whites and reds Az 20
face, it was of q strongly patrician
mold, lean and drawn, with slightly
hollow cheeks and an aggressive Ro-
man nose; her hands, too, were slen-
der and the long fingers covered with
rings--but one could see that Ncttie
had worked; despite the polish of the
nails, the knuckles were too big and
one little finger, bent too often to pull
the thread around the needle, gave
its pathetic evidence that the idle
days were but shallow innovations.
All this description of Nettie be-
cause, had it not been for the cold
glitter of her -steely eye and the cruel
bitterness in the straight line of her
tight lips, she might have been
country bride raised by fifteen cent
cotton to sudden af1luence, in the city
on her wedding tour, and She was
Well, she was in the Mayors court
as defendant charged with "disor-
derby conduct"-in a room packed
with that element that craWls deep
below and that rises rarely to the sur
face except as the dredge of the police
now and then plucks some one OF
other of them from their moorings
and leaves them staring with pitiful
bravado, but still half-blind anI
blinking, in the candid light of merci-
less day. And there she sat, nor
changed color. and smiled-a smile
that had a snarI behind it-at wit
nesses who put into her mouth oaths
and blasphemies that would bring q
shudder to a roust-a-bout stevedore--
smiled and clicked her heels together
with impertinent nonchalance!
And then she was acquitted" and
with that same smile, but softened
now into a quick expression of self
satisfied virtue, she threaded her way
through the dense mass of jostling
negroes, the pink roses of her hat
still nodding above the throng as she
made her triumphant exit.
The beauty of these columns is that
they are "mine own They care not
for news and they are to be read Or
left as one sees fit. With which,
suggestion:
That the City of Raleigh owes il TO
itself to erect a memorial arch to the
memory of Stanhope Pullen on Hills
boro street, at the point where the
avenue leading past the college build
ings divides the grounds of Puller
Park and those of the a. and M.
Stanhope Pullen was in the best sense
philanthropist. He gave without
suggestion and with liberality-and
his gifts looked always to the future
as well as to the present-to the con-
slant good and betterment of the
community which he did SO much to