davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1913-05-28
Deaths.
HoUSER.

Mrs. Audie HOussr died at her home
in North LawrsnceburR Sunday al
noon Of tuberculosis. She was abOat
so years Of age and a member Of The
Christian Church.
POWERS;
While sitting in a chair SUNDAY
night at 10 clock. mrs. Anna Pow
srs died. She had been IN At her
home on Tennessee river until a short
time ago through her father, Judge
beekham, she with her invalid husband
moved to LawTenceburG and we're liv-
ing on Academy hill. She seemed IN.
usually we'll Sunday and no thought
was entertained Of her sudden death.
The burial was at Mimosa cemetery
Monday. Eight children survive her.
Obituary
On Tuesday, May 10th, about $40
Pm, the great Supreme Ruler Of the
universe in His infinite wisdom has re.
moved from among US a worthy esteem.
ed irisnd-ElIiah Swain. The int.
mate relation held with him as ueieh.
Dor. friend and brother that he exsr-
clSed with ability and wisdom in the
aid Of counsel and contributions will
ever be held in grateful aud kind re.
membeEence BY me. His sudden re.
mOval leaves = vacancy that is deeply
ielt By all who knew him. We hope
our loss will be his eaiu and over ruled
Tor good BY Him who dOeth all things
we'll. His form was laid TO rest By
the Odd Fellows and Sisters Of Rebecca
in CrOwsOn cemetery by the side Of bis
wife who has long gone before.
G. WHEELER WOODEN
APPLICABLE;
On Saturday morning the spirit Of
Mrs. Kate Appleeate passed into the
great beyond. She was a sufferer for
many months, confined TO her bed, aud
for weeks near deaths door. Her
gentle and lOvable christian character
won for her the love and esteem Of all,
young and old and in her death ends
the life Of a woman of noble qualities
and splendid deeds. Two daughters,
Mrs. Toms, Of Minnesota, and Mrs.
Grace Kidd and one son survive her,
She was member OF the Cumberland
Presbyterian Church. and right loyal
was she to the church Of her faith at
which place the funeral was conducted
BY Rev. J, E. Woodward on Sunday
afternoon and where an immense
crowd had gathered to pay their last
respects. Peace be to the soul Of this
dear good woman and our deepest
sympathy TO the bereaVed family The
burial was at Mimosa.
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27

seemed Httls more hopeful my land.
lord. Rap. opened the door withou,
knooking-as was his habit. His ewes
leaped at once to my pile OF ducats.
''Eh. eh, I hnvo you at iast!" he
cried, with a sort of yelp. "will you
ever say again, Sir Painter. that you
have no money!"
stupefied. Then the remembrance of
the outrages henped upon me by this
individual, coupled with the sight of
his avaricious face. and the sound of
his fmpudent laughter, exasperated
me beyond control with single
leap l seized him and flung him out
of my room.
MY money! Thief! Ny moneyI"
yelled the old usurer.
/ slammed my door again. locked
and bolted II, while echoes of neigh
borly laughter saluted NJ Rap along
the passage. The other lodgers didn't
like him. either.
l was so pleased with myself. I
rubbed my hands in contentment.
The adventure had revived my spirits
wonderfully. But just as I was re-
diverted my attention.
That rascal of n Rap" I thought,
may have been hurt"
somebody tried to open my door.
In the name of the law. openi"
cried voice.
l rose. trembling. my legs giving
way under me.
"Openi"
Fear was holding mo fast.
Then the third summons came,
open the door or we shall force III"
Perceiving flight to be impossible,
! staggered across the room and drew
the bolt.
Instantly two hands seized my col
lar. little, bent man. who smelled
of liquor said: "I arrest you, in the
name of the law" II was the chief
OF police.
What do you want?" / demanded.
Come down stairs" said the chief
bruskly, making O sign to one Of the
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27

men to lay hold OF me.
Few moments later, in spite OF
my horrified protests and amazement.
was thrown into a cab. between two
vigorous policemen. and almost at
once we started on our course to Jail.
What have l done7" asked again
of one of my guards.
He looked at the other with a queer
smile. Hans" said he, 'the prisoner
wants to know what he has douel"
This smile made my blood run cold.
Soon deep shadow engulfed our car
riage. The horses feet echoed under
n vaulting. We were Approaching
our destination.
The policemen. accompanied by the
1ailer. led mo into my temporary
prison.
The jailer was named Schlussel.
He had great, round. yellow eyes like
an owls, his nose was like a hook.
and his neck was lost in his shoul-
ders.
Schlussel shut me in TRANQUILITY. as
one shuts articles into a closet while
thinking of other things. As for me,
l remained for more than ten min
utes stupefled and powerless. At the
end of this time I had formed some
conception of what had happened.
Rap, In falling, had cried MUIR
derF but he had not named the mur.
derer This being the case, my policy
would be to state thst my neighbor
was the criminal the old optician
across the hall. Then he would be
hanged instead of me.
Ihis Idea was consolation, and I
drew a long sigh of relief. Almost
Mt tho same moment, Schlussel OPEN
ed the cell and told me to follow him.
We traversed long passaseways.
lighted at intervals by dusty WIN
dows. / saw behind a grating a ia
nous criminal. who was to DO exc
cuted the next day. 'Ah. comrade,"
he cried, when ne saw me, 'I will
keep place for you on my righti''
The two policemen looked at each
other. laughing, while the goosefesh
crept up and down my back
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27
GzzCkHd
TOM Me
french @
ERcKMANN
CHATRlAN

III.
Schlussel pushed me into a lofty
hall. which was very dark, and fur
nished with benches set in a senicir-
Gle. The aspect of this deserted room.
with its two high, barred windows
ana Its crucifiI of dark and somber
OAK inspired me with religious terror.
Opposite me, on a raised dais. were
seated two persons, their backs to
the hight However, although their
faces were thus in shadow, / recog-
nized Van Spreckdal. by that aqui-
line profile of his. The other person
was fat, with chubby cheeks and
short hands, and he wore a judges
gown, as Van Spreckdal did also.
Below them, the clerk. Conrad, was
seated in front of low table, where
ne amused himself by tickling the
tip OF his ear with the feathered end
OF his Quill. On my arrival he paused
ana surveyed me with an air of Gu
riosity.
was told to sit down, and Van
Spreckdal. raising his voice, addressed
me: Christian Venius," said he,
where did you acquire this sketch?"
He held up before me the nocturnal
drawing. OF which he had gained pos
session. 1t was passed over to me.
and. after examining IL I answered.
i drew 1t p1yseiX."
There wa-s a long silencs What"
thought l. ''is the significance ~ the
question? It has nothing to dc w.tS
my kicking Rap downstairs"
You say you drew It yourself?"
resumed Van Spreckdal. What is
its subject?'
1T is a fanciful subject, a creation
OF my own Imagination"
You have not copied any of its
details from another picture?"
NO, sir. / conceived the entire
thing"
"Christion Venius," said the Judge.
: you are indicted for n serious crime.
! counsel you to be on your guard.
Do not lie."
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27
MRS. STODDART KILLED
CONTINUED from Page ~

tCOnunued from Page 1.)
tollows: Three guns were on the
counter, all the same caliber, a Mar
lin, Winchester and q Savage, the
latter hammeriess, and the one
Whieh did the shooting. Guy Bodkin
stepped up to the gallery to shoot at
the targets and selected the Savage
rifle. MIR. Rich threw off the safe
ty attachment so that he could shoot
and stood out of the way. Bodkln
changed his mind about using that
gun and laid It down on the counter
picking up one of the others. He
laid 1t with the muzzle too far out
and before he could catch ii, the rifle
mad been pushed off the counter by
boys standing near, 1t is alleged.
Being muzzle heavy, as all guns
are, 1t turned as it went down and
struck with the barrel pointing to-
wards the exit pathway where Mr..
and Mrs. Stoddard were walking. The
discharge followed and the bullet
struck a slight hump of ground and
vas DETECTED up and struck Mrs.
Stoddard.
All who witnessed the accident
were Mortified and it threw a pail of
sorrow and regret over the city last
night. Mrs. Stoddsrd was formerly a
well known local lady and until her
marriage to Mr.. Stoddard few years
ago, was Mrs. j. a. Comins. She
was the mother of Mrs. Newton Os-
born of Plateau, formerly of this city.
She was widely known here and gem
orally beloved.
The arrangements for the funeral
have not been completed. An inquest
Is TO be held Monday morning. The
proprietors of the shobting gallery
are both we'll known here and have
not been detained by the authorities.
They feel very badly about the ter
rible affair and state that every pre-
caution used by shooting galleries
mad been included in their place but
no one could forsee such an unusual
accident.
The death of Ms. stoddard marks
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27

glimpse OF the crowd, of the life and
movement outside.
Now. while i was watching the
scene. man passed who was evil
IDENTIFY q butcher. His back was
bent and he carried an enormous
quarter Of beef. His arms were bare.
his elbows raised.
HIS struggling hair hid his face
from me; but, nevertheless, at the
first glance 1 trembled.
It Is he." I cried to myself
My blood stood stiil in my veins.
and. trembling to the very tips OF
my fingers. I clambered down again
into my cell.
1T Is hel He is there!" 1 stam-
mered confusedly. And am to
die for his crime. Merciful Heaven.
what can I DOR
A sudden idea came to me. I
thrust my hand into the pocket of
my coat. They had left me INV men,
ell box.
Hurrying to the wall I began with
Incredible energy to draw again the
scene Of the murder. No more un-
certainty. no more false strokesl
Knew the man; I had seen him. He
had posed for me,
AT ten o'clock, the TALLER entered
my cell. Your Judges are waiting
A0A SVds iC Ediu-
Il am going to make some revela-
tions." cried I to myself, as I blocked
In the second hand of the mysterious
parsonage. The figure lived: II was
terrible to see.
His full face, powerfully foreshort-
ened. detached itself from the white
background with amazing vigor.
Abruptly the Jailer went out.
When he reappeared a few moments
later, the two judges were with him,
They paused. stupefied, in front of
my drawing.
There" cried I. throwing out my
arm, and trembling in every limb
there is the murderer!"
His name9" asked Van Spreckdal.
after some moments of silence.
II do not know II, but he ia at this
moment in the market l saw him
pass"
we had better send for the man."
said the second judge.
1 sank upon my cot. exhausted, my
head between my knees. Soon stems
resounded from afar along the pas
sageway. / could have distinguished
from among ten thousand footsteps
the steps OF that murderer, march
ing with the guards who had been
sent to fetch him. ! lifted my head.
and my heart felt as IL II were held
In a brace of iron.
The door opened and the man en-
tered. His cheeks were fiorid and
swollen. His large Jaws were con-
tracted. His small eyes, tawny and
restless, glowed under heavy brows,
Van Spreckdal silently pointed to
he sketch. The man looked and
grew pale. Then, uttering a roar
which filled US all with terror. ne
hrew out his enormous arms and
eaped backward upon the guards.
There was frightful struggle, which
asted about a minute
Finally, the murderer turned.
owed and overcome. He looked
gain at the picture of the crime,
hivered. and then in low voice, as
speaking to himself, he murmured:
ight7"
! was saved!
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27
CITY OF GRAND JUNCTION.
BOND CALL.

Public notice is hereby given that
.le IoIlowing bond is called for pay
,nent and VIII be paid with accrued
interest upon presentation at my Of
lice or at the banking house Of
kountze Bros. in the citv of New
York: VI No"
Public improvement bond designat-
ed as Sewer District No. 2 bond nnm-
Ter -, $4,000.
days from date. Nv
DATED at Grand Junction, Colorado,
tnls Sth day of September, A. d.
con,., H. F. VoRBECK,
commissioner of Finance and Sun
plies. SNP
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27
THE TRAGIC SKETCH

at the edge Of a well. and strugglin,
against hand which gripped he
throat
The scene was depicting was !
murderi The pencil dropped from m,
fingers. II was impossible for me Il
finish the sketch
II am tired" said to myself
while beads stood out on my fore.
head: 1T is all done except the mur-
eerer's face. which / can easily draw
in tomorrow"
I went back to bed. really ,srrtaed
by what my Imagination had seen.
Five minutes later. however, 1 was
sleeping soundly.
sre0s ~ dawn the next morning,
91d WAS Scs1 hurryins to get at my
Interrupted sketch. when two faint
knocks sounded on my door. Come
ini' said.
1ah with largo, thin frame, clad
m BLEAK.
The e1pression Of his face, his
close-sot eyes. his large nose, sur
mounted By a broad, bony forehead,
was as eustore as his voice when he
addressed me.
m. Christian VENUS, the painter 7'
he asked
u am he, SIR"
He bowed. Il am the Baron Fred
eric Van Sprsckdai."
Tne appearance In my poor attic
OF the wealthy amateur, Van Spreck-
dal. judge of the criminal court, gave
me a curious sensation
M. VENUS, I come"
But at that instant his eyes lighted
on the unfinished sketch.
He never completed his sentence.
i was seated on the edge of my cot,
and the sudden attention which this
great parsonage accorded to one of
my productions filled me with inde-
Unable dread.
At the end of ona moment Van
epreckdal raised his head. "Aro you
the author" he asked. "of this
0ketch7"
Il am. SIR"
What is the price of it?"
I do not sell my sketches. It is
the study for a picture"
"Ahl" he said, lifting the paper
with the tip OF his yellow fingers.
And the dimensions of this pic
tureF' he said at last, without look
ing at me.
Three feet by four feet"
The price?"
FIFTY ducats."
Var Spreckdal placed the sketch
on TIE table and pulled from his
pocket a pear-shaped green silk
purse, Here are your nifty ducats,"
he said.
was stunned. The baron had
risen. He bowed to me, and pres
emily . heard his heavy cane echo on
each step to the bottom OF tho STAIR
cnse.
The surprising manner in which
Van Spreckdal had appeared filled
my mind with aCefnfIr fhntrxhfu
sat down to terminate the sketch.
Four strokes OF my pencil and Il
would ba complete But on this
score an incomprehenaiblo surprise
awaited me. These four strokes
found 1t impossible to makei I had
lost the thread of my inspirations; the
mysterious murderer would not de-
tach himself from the limbo OF my
brain Just at moment when things
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27

NPPosITE the chapel OF ST. Sc.
bald, at Nuremberg. stands G
little inn, narrow and high
There were passed the very saddest
day NJ my life. ! had gone to Nu-
rer-hefrs to study the old masters:
but ~ ! had no money, II became
nee ~ for me to paint portraits
an r.lt portraits' From portraits
j o"tariorated to sketches. and from
sketches 10 sllhouettes.
one evening. being penniless as
usuni and harassed by the thought
o. u- son and the threats of my land
lord ~. Rap, resolved to plunge
this gentleman into bankruptcy by
cutting my throat.
] sat down on my pSrx- at, sd.
my emotions dominated by this
agreeable solution of all my problems.
gave myself over to philosophical
reflections. After contemplating des-
tiny I determined, however. to blow
out my candle and to postpone the
hnnl deed until the morrow.
That night singular change was
wrought upon my spirits. / woke up
toward l o'clock and lighted my
lamp. Wrapping myself then in my
threadbare overcoat. hastily block
ed IN on a sheet OF paper a sketch.
The sketch was rather Dutch. in
treatment. and had about It
strange. fantastic quality entirely at
variance with my usual concep-
tions.
Picture TO yourself a dark court
yard. closed in by two lofty, crum-
bling walls. Picture these walls
epuinred with large hooks, up to a
h"iGht of seven or eight feet Tho
place would, Of course. at once sug-
gcst to you slaughter house.
Imagine, further, a picket fence
running or to the left. through the
rails Of which is visible the carcass
OF an OK, suspended from enormous
pulleys, and streams of blood run
ming over the cobbles into trench
hlled with refuse.
The light must be seen as coming
from above, from between chimneys
md weather vanes seen against n bit
or sky as large as n mans hand.
Surrounding houses pile up their
shadows story after story.
Then conceive at the bottom of this
nrea tent, under the tent n wood
pile; near this some steps, some bum
dies of straw. several coils of rope.
and an old and discarded rabbit
house.
Why these fantastic details rose up
never experienced anything to sug-
gest them, and yet each stroke of my
pencil seemed to be the whimsical
record of something ! had seen, Of
which must be real. Not
n detail was omitted.
The right-hand corner of the
sketch. however, remained blank. I
was puzzled as to what to put there,
whom all at once there wns move
ment; an object stirred. / saw q
loot. foot placed upside down and
lifted from the ground
Despite the improbability OF the Mt
atude, I followed the inspiration
without needing my own criticism.
This foot eventuated In leg: upon
The ieg-which was unnaturally ex-
.ended-there soon fluttered n bit of
3rapcry. Then an old woman. ema-
,iated, deformed and disheveled. APP
peared bit by bit. She was PROSTATE
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27

Il have told the TRUTH cried.
And this woman" continued tn
Judge. this woman who is being muir
dered at the edge of the well, is she
TOO, Pigment of your imagination p
"Assuredly." Van Spreckdal ros,
as If Indignant What do they wan
OF me?" i stammered; what have
done?"
You may conduct the prisoner tc
the carriage" said Van Spreckdal tc
my guards I'VE are going back"
Then I tainted.
When l came to, the carriage was
rolling slowly through the streets. A
second carriage preceded US. The
Two guards were beside me. Final
ly. the carriage stopped and ona of
the guards got out, whihe the other
held on me by the collar. Than.
perceivins ,ss,<s his comrade was
ready TO take po->sSsSeS of me. he
pushed me out roughly.
These precautions to keep posses
sion OF my person augured no eood;
out | was far from realizing the mi
gravity OF nay Indictment, till a
irishtful occurf~ss,e at length opened
my eyes.
had been pusheg into a low pas
sageway with broksn and uneven
ALoHb tnc NNiis ran yell
low ooze, from which q fetid odor
arose. In the distance appeared the
dim light Of an interios courtyard.
The farther 1 advanced the greater
became my terror. It was an acute
foreboding. Instinctively grew back
at every step.
We'll. go on. will youi" oaed one
of the attendants.
What terror filled me when. at the
end of the
courtyard. had drawni Not detail
depicted IN my sketch was abserv, I
remained thunderstruck by this an
cannys spectacle.
Near the well the two Judges wait
ed. At ttssr feat lay the old woman,
stretched cpon s--r back. her long,
gray hair disheyeled. her eyes un-
naturally open. 1t was horrible.
Well" remarked Van spreckdal.
what have you to say?"
] did not reply.
DO you acknowledge having
thrown this woman in this well, after
having strangled her in order to steal
her money!"
moi" cried. moi I do not
know this woman. have never seen
her. May God help mel"
ut is enough" said the tudre in
a dry tone Without adding a word
he went out with the other fudge.
The guards handcuffed me, and I
was taken back to prison. I did not
know what to think. Even my own
began TO be agftated.
asked myself If. indeed, l had not
murdered the old woman.
The night passed and day dawned
ut last; pale at first and hesitant.
Outside, the street grew more and
more animated. There was a mar
tet that day-it was Friday.
heard the vegetable-carts pass.
AT last. the broad daylight came.
md finally the stir of the Increasing
'rowds Informed me that It must be
light O'Clock at least. Confidence re-
urned In some measure with the
lay. felt desire to see what was
passing outside. By means of sta
lies in the walls / climbed up to q
ofty window where / could catch a
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27
ULSTER ARMY
IS REVIEWED
Associated Press

Associated Press.
Belfast, Ireland, Sept. 27.-The re-
view today of IL 900 Belfast volun-
teers of the army of Ulster" by Sir
Edward Carson, the leader of the
Irish unionist party, attracted thou
sands of people from the surrounding
districts today. There were four
regiments and the Ulster "war staff, "
headed by General Richards.
The volunteers We're armed with
dummy rifles, as the carrying of fire
arms by unlicensed persons is pro-
hibited in the British isles.
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27
How to Cure Cholera Morbus.

Many cases of this disease result
fatally before medicine can be OBJ
tainsd or physician summoned. 1t
is eas'ily cured when the proper rem
edy is at hand. Mrs. Charles Stewart
of Mt Collins, N. Y. says: When
my huA band had cholera morbus last
summer he used Chamberlain's Collie,
Cholera and Diarrhoea Remedy and 1t
cured him promptly" Every family
should keep this remedy at hand. 1t
druggists. 9-15-30
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27
Associated Press.

London, Sept. 27.-Winston spen-
Ger Churchill. the first lord OF the
admiralty, left today for Scotland to
join the conference at Brodick, where
Premier Asquith and Lloyd George.
the chancellor of the exchequer, are
discussing the Ulster situation.
While no definite action with re-
gard to home rule is likely until the
full cabinet meets. the gathering of
several ministers at Brodick is re-
garded as of great significance.
Asquith shortly goes to Balmoral,
probably to discuss the matter with
King George.
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27
HARRISON AND M|KADO CONFER
UNDER UNUSUAL ARRANGEMENT
RemarkabeExpesSion Of endshp for the United States is
Broken in Precedence at Audience Given New Philip
pine Governor Today.
Associated Press.

Toxic, Japan. Sept. 27.-Francis
Burton Harrison, the new governor
Of the Philippine islands, was today
given an audience by the emperor of
Japan. In order to allow Harrison
TO catch steamer tomorrow for Man
lila, the Japanese court broke all pre-
cedents in arranging in advance for
the audience, According to an an
nouncement from the palace, this was
done ''as special expression of our
friendship for the United States"
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27

Have your dresses made by a first
class dressmaker, graduate of Kelst-
er's Tailoring College. Guarantee
first class work. Come and see me
at IL White st. Miss Pearl Suhr.
9-266t
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27
Farmer Here

Farmer Here.
Alden Farmer of the Indian creek
section south of the Pride school
house, is in the city this week on
business.
From Cameo.
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27

Here From Mining Camp.
Mesdames w. G. Lockland and T..
w. Stamp of New Castle are among
this weeks pleasant visitors.
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27

Weiser in Montrose.
District Attorney William Weiser
left this morning for Montrose to at
tend court.
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27
From Collbran.

Mr.. and Mrs. Roy Underhill, we'll
known residents OF the Plateau val
ley are numbered among local visi-
tors.
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27

l.. Z. Packard of Gypsum is in the
city attending to many matters re-
quiring his attention and incidentally
visiting old friends.
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27

watch the want columns in The
Sentinel for true bargains.
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27
WARRANT CALL.

fuhiic notice is hereby given that
we ioiiowing warrants, issued by the
city oil Grand Junction, Colorado. up-
On the fire fund, police fund, general
iund' light fund, salary fund, health
lund and highway fund. are hereby
vdieu "a lor payment and will be paid
tin in accrued interest upon presenta-
tlon at my office:
warrants beginning with number
i4,oS5 and ending with number Ia
426, both inclusive.
interest on these warrants will
cease thirty days from date. SD
Dated at Grand junction, CoIora-
qo, .nls sixth day of September. A. D.
Commissioner of Finance and snn-
p [9-6-4tl
Ghief Engineer Mcconnell of the
The daily sentinel., 1913-09-27

silt Man in City. -i.,zsg,
u. NJ. Osborn of Silt, is stopping at
lhe OXford hotel while in the city.