News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1912-05-08

excuse for another drunk, Price? Ii
So, feel the greatest contempt fol
you," said Mahaffy sternly.
The judge WINGED at this.
You have made a regrettable
choice Of words, Solomon" he urged
gently.
Where's your feeling for the boy?"
"Here!" said the judge, with an elo
quent gesture, resting his hand on his
heart
IF you let whisky alone, I'll believe
you; otherwise what have said must
stand"
The door opened, and the Sheriff
slcuched into the room. He was chew
ing a long wheat straw, and his whole
appearance was one of troubled weak
ness.
Morning" he said briefly.
"Sit down, sheriff." and the judge
indicated meek seat for the official
in a distant corner. Have you learned
anything?" he asked.
The sheriff SHOOK his head.
what you turning all these neigh
bors out Of doors for?7 he questioned.
1--WE don't want people tracking in
and out the house, sheriff. Important
evidence may be destroyed. propose
examining the slaves first-does that
meet with your approval?"
"Oh, I've talked with them; they
don't know nothing" said the sheriff,
''No one don't know nothing"
please God, We may yet put our
fingers on some villain who doesr'
said the judge.
Outside it was noised about that
Judge Price had taken matters in
hand-he was the old fellow who had
been warned to keep his mouth shut,
and who had never stopped talking
since. A crowd collected beyond the
library windows and feasted it's eyes
on the back Of this heros bald head.
One by one the house servants were
ushered into the judges presence. |
First he Intercepted little Steve, who |
had gone to Miss Betty's door that |
morning to rouse her, as was his GUS
tom. Next he examined Bettys maid; |
then the cook, and various house sery-
ants, who had nothing especial to tell, |
but told it at considerable length; and |
lastly big Steve.
Stop Bit" the judge suddenly in
terrupted the butler in the midst Of
his narrative. Does the overseer al
ways come up to the house the first
thing in the morning?"
why, not exactly, sab, but he come
up this mO'ning, sab. He was talking
to me at the back Of the house, when
the women run out with the word that
Missy was done gone away"
He joined in the search?"
''Yes, sah."
When was Miss Malroy seen last?"
asked the judge.
She and the young gemman you
fetched heah were seen in the gyar-
den along about shutdown. / seen them
myself"
They had had supper?"
Yes, sab"
''Who sleeps here?"
Just little Steve and three of the
women; they sleeps at the back OF
the house, sah."
mo sounds were heard during the
night?"
mo, sah."
"I'll see the overseer-what's his
name?-Hicks? Suppose you go for
him!" said the judge, addressing the
sheriff.
The sheriff was gone from the room
only few moments, and returned
with the information that Hicks was
down at the bayou, which was to be
dragged.
''Why?" inquired the judge.
clicks says Miss Malroy's been act
ing mighty queer ever since Charley
Norton was shot-distracted like! He
says he noticed it, and that Tom Ware
noticed it.
How does he explain the boys dis
appearance"
HE reckons she throwed herself in,
and the boy tried to drag her out, like
he naturally would, and got drawed
tn"
"Humph! I'll trouble Mr.. Hicks to
step here" said the judge quietly.
There's Mr.. Darlington and a
couple of strangers outside who've
been asking about Miss Malroy and
the boy; seems like the strangers
knowed her and him back yonder in
Moth Carolina" said the sheriff as he
turned away.
III see them" The sheriff went
from the room and the judge dismissed
the servants
well, what do you think, Price?"
asked Mahaffy anxiously when they
were alone.
Rubbish Take my word for it,
this blow is leveled at me.
/ have been too forward in my at
tempts to suppress the carnival OF
crime that is raging through west
Tennessee. You'll observe that Miss
GIalroy disappeared at a moment
when the public is disposed to think
she has retained me as her legal adj
wiser; probably she will be set at lib