Mower County transcript., 1904-08-31


.Yea, Or. ! wes there tfn about ~
O'clock .
MI
n Is il the mes ntsKadI iia snet
Feply stas n,s,s y s
ksEied Sblankl at a l2l for 81 mo
Ainept tand then, with 4 Eroah, hebuiied
Ehts facein his hands ahdtockedsback
and forfh. like ii: pain. sudden;
E9ly he said: Ii q tssS$$:' HH t$.y
George, I'm In d a<awful awful .fxr,
b. :. Buckley found himself unable: to-
Formulate q reply. Sgs He could; only
htssanswer the astonishing lsta tement with
kan almost alarm ed stare ,*;.:: F.
St":sGeorge, I'm sufferinF--sufferin'. It's
that old thing. I thought after my. talk.
with you: ID own! here lille ago that
I would feel better, but it's back ag'in
like million devils had hold o. every
mperve in my brain an body, Fer the
I last week It has been growin' wuss ant
wuss, an now ef SOME 'hain't done
I'll jest die But must tell you. You
know I said hadn't spoke about it fer
thirty yearzto aEgsipgler soul an. talkin'
TO you here that night seemed to do
measome$ e$good, La ESQ tonight when I
couldn't sleep I thought I'd come to
yoi1.'e.
; 'tI'mglad you came, Mr: Hillyer.''
| "YonEremember,a(G George,.I said that
Hank nk:Willianls, the man whose testiss /
l.sn mony had cleared (ne, vas Twin: d
I1Texas?'' .,.,s~s~~,*5:.s, sss.9F i$z 5:S$: 5 t
es;.21 remembers yous said Il, Mr.
Hillyer.'' @SssS.sEssF#s;5ss Ss;sSS.Sss4ss*:s:sss
"Well, jest week ago last Thursday
Z he come backxto this county 30 see his:
& old friends an kin When / heard
p he'd come Tawas settins at my desk.
| Kenner an Hanks was a-talkin', an
one Of 'em mentioned it. All my
strength went out o. me, Ter they, said
~he'de got lreli gionb bans; was ieadin. a sup=
! right life. Do you know what I'm feared
I Of noW, George?zs I'm, afeard he's come
! back Toto az me- to to- let i'm cons
fess the truth. They say men will git
! that away as they nigh the grave, an
Eshe'' gggittin,s@eld. Some n'saw wrong,ss +
Know not ,colnin
to see me. I'm as nigh crazy as a
man ever was. Do you know what
| done last night? It was as dark as
| pitch, an I knowed nobody wouldn't
see me. You know the old livery sta
BILE wlaar the shootin'. occurred is still
| standin' l had never been past it
! since then. jest couldn't But last
night, in the pitch dark an drlzzlin'
| rain, got out'n bed an went thar an
knelt down right whar he fell, an
begged an begged God to let me die
| then an thar an face whatever was
/ a-comin' to me, even eff it was eternal.
I want my punishment rail thing
! to begin, an go on an ON eff it's Gods
!! will. 1 don't care how long. I caynt
! stand this uncertainty. Hank Will
liams intends to come to me. but he's
! putin it off to the last minute. But
want him to spout it all out on be done
with it. Eff he don't, l will. Then tonight
l went up to the graveyard an picked
out Lynn Ha1nbright's grave an laid
down on it amongst the wee!s an
briers an prayed to his bones to rise
up an do some'n'. -Anything's better
, than this awful silence of God an
man."
ho1 Ic ir}ot
! his face the merchant sat, breathing
heavily. George Buckley stood over
him, his handsome face heavy with
pity.
"1s there anything-anyihing on
earth that I can do, Mr.. Hillyer?" he
questioned. II would do anything to
relieve you. I'd cut off my right arm
to do you service
Eyes, you can do some'n'," said the
merchant, looking up and staring stead
lily. "You know how I feel. l want
;; you to take my boss an ride out to
Williams the fust thing in the morn
in. You could git thar by 10 or II
o'clock, but"-Hillyer paused and ut
tered soft groan-"but I'd have all
that time-to wait, like man goin' to
be hung. George, ef-ef you started
tonight, you'd git thar about the time
he was risin', an you could, by ridin'
peart, git back here by 10 in the
mornin'."
"Why, yes, can 60 easily" said
Buckley. "But what must say to him,
Mr.. Hillyer?" - !. :. -
The old man stared for a moment
and then he replied:
::"Tell i'm I'm..a million times sorrier
than was when-the deed was DONE
an that I want i'm not to delay any
longer ef-ef he is goin' to take any
step. Tell i'm. L want it over. That
will be- enough, George. Now git OUT
the hoss." T.
"And your
''I'll stay here the balance O. the
! night an open up, as usual, an make
Jake put the Office in order"
~' ~''Don't you think your wife will be