The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-06-12

As sharp warning to them he must die His death will do more toward ending the trouble he has prepared than the death of dozen negroes.
 And as God is my witness, I speak and act not through passion. but from the dictates of conscience.''
 He meant it, Grimes did. And when he set down they was a hush. And then Will, the chairman, begun Do call the roll
 never been much of person to have bad dreams or nightmares or things like that But ever since that night in that schoo1house, if do have a nightmare, 1t takes the shape of that roll being called. Every word was like a spade grating and .gritting in damp gravel when a grave is dug. It sound ed so to me.
 Samuel Palmour, how do you vote? ?'' that chairman would say.
 Samuel Palmour. or whoever it was, would hist himself to his feet, and he would say something like this:
 Death
 He wouldn't say 1t Joyous; he wouldn't say 1t mad He would be pale when he said it. mebby, and meb- by trembling. But he would say 1t like It was duty he had to do that couldn't be got out of That there trial had lasted so long they wasn't hot blood blood and determination and duty and principle.
 Buck Hightower.s says the chair- man, sshow do you voter
 Death says Buck; adeath for the man. But, say, can't we Sest lick the kid and turn him looseT
 And so 1t went, up one side the room and down the other. Grimes had show ed 'en all their duty, not. but what they had intended to do 1t before Grimes spoke, but he had put 1t in such wuy they seen it was something with even more principle to 1t than they had thought it was before
 The door opened, and old Daddy. Wfthers stepped in He had been gone so long I had plumb forgot him. feller with black eyes and straight Eron gray hair
 Dr. Kirby rig up.
 You are going to kill me,'' he said He was pale, but he was quiet, and he spoke as calm and steady as he ever done in his life. You are going to kill me, like the crowd of sneaking towards that you are. And you are such towards that you've talked two hours about 1t instead of doing it. And I,ll5tell you why you've talked so much because no one of you alone would dare to do it. and every man of you in the end wants to go away. thinking that the other fellow had the biggest share in it. And no one of you will fire the gun or pull the rope You'H do it all together. in crowd, because each one will want to tell himself he only touched the rope or that his gun missed.
 But jest then he throwed look my way. And something sobered him. He stood there digging his finger nails into the palms of his hands fur a min 1 ute to get himself back. and when he spoke he was sort Of husky.
 That boy there ; he says, and then he stops and kind of chokes up, and in a minute he was begging fur me. He tells lem I wasn't mixed up in nothing He wouldn't of done it fur himself but he begged fur me No body had paid much attention to me from the first, except Buck HigAtow CT had put in a good word fur me. But somehow the doctor had got the crowd listening to him agin, and they all looked at me It got next to me. seen by the way they were looking and felt it in the air that they was going to let me of.
 But Dr Kirby he had always been my friend. It made me sore fur to see him thinking wasn't with him. So | says:
 Cro be consinued-s