Los Angeles herald., 1908-03-22

tell the whole story. They have not scrap
of evidence with which to prove that he was the
assassin, He says he not the assassin, ana
we must believe him. How can we prove 1t?
fear nothing will do but absolute proof-since an
alibi can not be established-that VIII stem tne
tide of popular opinion. Why did ne seek Steale
life?-as proven by the sending of the challenge?
He must unbosom himself We must insist upon
the whole story.
Having myself lived in the Cumberland Gap
neighborhood, where Darrall's wife was born and
reared to young maidenhood, l am not wholly
unfamiliar, you are, with some details OF her
early life, which account to me satisfactorily Tor
the challenge"
"You knew her?"
eyes: a pretty child l a few years older. They,
her parents, were fine people; of the higher type
of emigrants to the new country then Deing
opened. The mother was OF Huguenot Iamlly'
and the father Englishman, fond OF his morse
and his hounds, and Of his books Their marriage
was something of romance and remember
hearing the little Marguerite-stting at her moth
er's knee in the frelight-ask for the old story
of their wooing and wedding; and when it was
told she would ask of her mother: What would
you have done if they had not consented and LETT
you behind them?
swer.
"What would you have done?" she would ask,
turning to her father
81 would have followed them and stolen her
from them" was the answer in such hearty
English tones as left doubt that he meant IT,
This picture deeply impressed upon my
mind that l never forgot it.
Later l remember her as sharing with her
father his outdoor sports; fishing and hunting,
riding with him through the trackless forests In
search of game. l followed after, and like big
country boy loved the ground she rode over She
was about fifteen then.
GAS the country became more thickly settled in
the interior my people moved further down into
the valley, and lost sight of them. l remember
hearing of the tragic death of her father, and OF
two young men in the ne1ghDorhood, strangers
having court to the country girls.
"Well-history repeats itself Not long after
the fathers DEATH news that the younger
himself had stolen the widows daughter, as her
father had said he would have done II his suit
had been denied. He took her away to Virginia
with him.
hood was all agog with gossip. Marguerite had
returned, a welded wife (as she believed); but
her happiness was soon cut short Luckily-or
unluckily-it l who discovered the mans
treachery.
"At the store whose keeper was also the Gus
todian of the mail, l heard him ask for and saw
him receive and open letters directed in d1ffer-
ent name from the one he bore l understood
suspected the baseness of his purpose, and taxed
him with tiny blood on fre-for | loved the
little Marguerite as big boy loves his first
sweetheart. I would have fought him, two against
one for his friend Benedict was with him. but
he eluded me and left that part of the country
"In sparse settlement one does not keep In
close touch with ones neighbors, and when next
heard of the widow and her daughter, they had
gone back to Virginia, with the intention of re
turning to Kentucky, it was thought, since under
the direction of Col Carter the Manor House
was built, according to the plans drawn by her
father who modelled 1t after his old English home.
I heard him speak of it often. The mother died
in foreign country, and I heard no more of
them"
"The daughter remained with her kindred in
England and France until couple of years ago," "
interrupted the Judge, recalling conversation
with his wife,