The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-07-22

o'clock his body was found in a lonely
part of the road. His rifled saddle
bags and three pistols lay beside him,
and his horse. which must have been
hurt in the fracaS, since il was lame,
was at Craze in a nearby field. "A
heavy rain which fell late in the night
had wiped out all traces and tracks of
the murderer. AS Holemans horse was
good one, he must have reached this
point in the road about dark and there
been waylaid. There was stranger
in Clayton that afternoon, but he did
not leave the town for an hour after
HOleman's departure, and inquiries
show that this man reached Boon. his
destination before 10 o'cIock, SO Il
would have been impossiblue for him to
have gone so far out of his way as
this point on the Redville road, where
the murder and robbery were commit
ted"
Below followed a paragraph entitled:
LATER NEWS FROM CLAYTONS
MURDER
1T now develops that near the body
of the dead man there was found a
tattered brown felt hat which has
been amply identified as the property
of Ben Rule, q white laborer whose
house is not more than 500 yards from
the fatal spot. It seems that on his
last trip Sim was accosted by this man
about the money he carried. but rs
he was only about half-witted, Hole
man took no notice Of it. II further
proof Of the mans suit were needed
it would be found in the fact that RHle
is missing. It seems that, On going
home, ne told his vito bungling
story of fight he had witnessed On
the public road and OF his having 70
run for his own life. The next morn
ing he disappeared. and the woman
pretends to know nothing Of his where
abouts. 1t is a clear case against him.
and justice Will claim her own when
he is caught and returned to the dis
triCt. Not only Clayton, but the whole
country, is incensed over the crims"
By sheer will power the man held
the paper in front Of his face as
though still absorbed in its contents.
Some instinct babe him hide his tell
tale pallor. Dead? That swinging blow
had then done more than stun his
victim. A murderer! He who loved
life so had taken a fellow beings life:
his hands were red with blood! He
could not tear his eyes from the IA.
tai lines; they careened, then stead
led themselves TO burn again into his
brain. A cold sweat OF horror broke
out or his brow. A murderer-what
would they co with him?
Then he read again how the stranger
was held blameless and the bloodstain
on the fugitive laborer. The twisting
heat III his throat relaxed.
Waiter" he called, sharply, bring
me a brandy and soda. and be quick
about it,"
/. Ten years went by. The railroad had
done for Clayton what the prophets
far UP the valley, and the new houses
crowded so close upon each other that
flowers gardens were out of the ques-
ton. Among the signs that glittered In
the sun or swung in the wind were
many that bore the explanatory words,
Attorney at Law" for under the rose
Of progr egs the serpent had entered
the new Eden.
There had recently been held an cleo
ton for judge of the criminal court,
and Stephen Hill, meeting the success
full candidate on the street one aft
ernoon, shook him warmly by the
hand
Great victory for you, old fellow;
and you deserved 1t. l was just now
telling Carruthers that you know more
law than the rest of the bar combined
could serape together on their shingles.
Strange how things happen, isn't it?
Remember that little i,ke about the
coming of his Satanic majesty to our
village that day you passed on your
way to Boon?'
Il shall never forget it"
Little we thought than that one day
you would really come back here to
live and become our criminal judge.
AT that zine you doubted if you could
make your salt in so exemplary a
neighborhood: now having is about the
best paying business among us. Queer
commentary on the morals of progress,
hey? On your way to the squires as
usual hey? Well, TO win there were
better than fifty judgeships, She's an
angel, no doubt of it-that's why she
would not have me. though / wanted
her as a man wants air and sunshine.
But / wasn't good enough for her.
Now, YOU are different; you neither
smoke nor swear nor gamble nor drink,
while l do a little of each"
Il lost all taste for such things years
ago"
Good thing for you; wish I could
get rid of mine. too but there are some
things some fellows cannot lose"
Memory. for instance" There was
a strange ,wistfulness in the tone which
struck tire other oddly
"Oh, WELL" he laughed, II don't think
either one of US wants to forget his
identity. But TO go back to Dolores
Burney-I used to think I'd kill the
man she favored above me; but you
are worthy of her. and the greatest
proof of my friendship is that 1 can
say good luck to YOU"
He did not notice that the hand he
grasped gave back none OF his pres
sure. nor that on the face opposite
him had gathered sorrow that was as
q passion of self-reproach. He lounged
away, and the new judge stood look
ing after him for a moment with the
shadow still in his eyes. Then he re-
sumed his walk, stepping resoluteiy,
as though resolved not even to think.
Looking at him carefully. one would