St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1909-08-07


They have been here two weeks
only, and l scarcely know them at all.
They said that they had been married
a year, and that their name was Tru-
70. They seemed to have plenty Of
money, and were very pleasant, the
handsomest couple | ever saw In my
life, and were wholly wrapped up in
| each other"
What was the mans business?"
II don't think he had any business.
think he had plenty Of money. He
always paid his bills promptly, any
way"
"Yes-for two weeks. Good judg-
ment!" grunted the sergeant, cyni-
cally. WELL" he continued, who do
| they knoW-who calls on them?"
Il can't say whom they know, but in
all the time they have been here only
one person has come to see them, and
that was woman"
At this moment the wounded man
groaned, and the physician who was
caring for his hurt put his ear to the
! lips which were moaning some scarce
ly ineligible words.
Coward! Oh, coward, coward" the
| doctor thought he said.
Can he talk?" the sergeant asked,
eagerly, coming nearer.
Coward! coward! coward" the pa
tient groaned again, this time in a
stronger tone, the syllables sounding
distinctly.
ASK him who shot him." whispered
| the officer to the medical examiner.
The groaning man suddenly opened
his eyes and looked at the sergeant.
What are you here for-what has
happened?" he asked, family.
Here, take this" said the doctor,
putting a restorative to the pale lips.
He gulped 1t painfully, the doctor hold
ing his head. Then he closed his eyes
| YEARLY.
Cant you tell who shot your the
sergeant insisted, speaking in a low
voice, but with a trace of command
in it.
The eyes few open again, the man
attempted to raise his body and look
toward the bed, but the effort was
too much for him. He sank back,
stammerfng one word:
"Sh-sh-she?"
The doctor laid soothing hand on
his. The patient looked pitifully into
his eyes and understood.
"Oh, God! Coward! coward! cow
ard!" he cried, with bitter energy.
"But who was he?" said the SER
geant, advancing still nearer and look
ing down into the handsome eyes.
Il don't know" he answered.
"But how did he get in here? Mrs.
Philpots saw him slide out-he was
in here all right. He didn't fire
through the winder, or this door. Did
you see him at all? Tell us how it
was"
With great difficulty, and making
many pauses for breath, he succeeded
in informing them that in the night
he had been suddenly awakened by a
noise in his room, and saw a man at
the pockets of his trousers which hung
on hooks near the foot of the bed. The
weather being extremely hot the win
doWs were open, and the shades, raised
to their full height, allowed enough
moonlight to enter to enable him to
see that the figure was that of man,
and that was about all. His face was
undiscernible. He could not tell how
the intruder was dressed. Immediately
he made a movement to spring from
bed and grapple with the thief, but
his wife, who must have been awake,
threw herself upon him, whispering:
LET him take what there is and 90.
Don't risk your life, dear. He has
pistol" At that instant the burglar
fired, the wife receiving the shot. The
husband sprang to the floor and
rushed upon the man, who then fred
again and ran from the room, pursued
by the victim only as far as the sofa,
where he collapsed. He supposed the
villain had gained entrance through
the window. 1t was some common
thief, who wanted money and, being
detected, had shot them in order to
escape.
"You called him a coward because
he shot woman, then, and not be-
cause you knew him?" the sergeant
asked.
Certainly. A thousand times yes.
How could / be supposed to know
common theft"
Two of the policemen, who had been
searching the premises for evidence,
approached the sergeant with man
attired only in a shirt and trousers,
He was one of the several dodgers who
had crept down from their rooms to
the parlor to see what the trouble was,
but had been excluded by the officers.
"This Teller says he seen a woman
come up the steps,. said one of the
policemen.
"A woman!" the sergeant exclaimed.
The official was big, bluff, choleric
appealing parsonage, and he regarded
the new witness with belligerent eyes.
But the newcomer smiled amiabIy.
my room is two flights up, over
thisone," he said. 1.-THE night was so
hot that put my head out of the win
dow for air, and saw a woman. come
down the street and up our front steps.
I listened, but didn't hear her come
in. Pretty soon heard shot, and
after that an awful screaming"
"But that must have been Mrs. Phil
pots that screamed-long afterwards.
And how could you tell 1t was a WON.
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