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CRAFTER XXVÜLBESSIE IS PUT TO THE QUESTION.

Meanwhile another little tragedy was beingenacted at the"back of the house. After theone eyed witch doctor Hendrik had knockedSilas Croft down and assisted in the pleasingoperation of dragging bim to the flagstaff, ithad occurredtc his villainous heart that thepresent would bo agood opportunity to profitpersonally by the confusion, and possibly to-idd to the Englishman's misfortunes bydoingliim some injury ou his own account. Ac¬cordingly, just before Frank Muller began to'read the ' dispatch announcing the Englishsurrender, ho slipped away into the house,which was now totafly^eserted, to see what jhe could steal.-Passinginto the sitting room,he annexed Bessie's gold watch and chain,which was lying on the mantelpiece, a presentthather uncle had made her on the Christmasday before the last. Having pocketed this hoproceeded to-the kitchen, where there was a

goodly store of silver forks and spoons thatBessie had been engaged in cleaning thatmornmgKiyin^'onthe dresser ready to be putaway. These he also transferred, to the ex¬

tent of several cozens, to the capacious pock-ets of the tattered military great coat that hewore.

* "While doing so he was mach* dis¬turbed t>y the barking of the dog Stomp, tbamn» animal thathad mauled him so severelya fewweeks before, and who was now, as ithappened, tied up in his kennel-an old winobarrel-just outside the kitchen door. Hen-drik peeped out of the window, and havingascertained that the dog was secured, pro- ¡ceeded. with a diabolical chuckle, to settle hisaccount with the poor ^mrpa! He hftd lefthisgun behind on the grass, but he still heldbis assegai in his hand, and, going out of the jkitchendoor with it, he showed himself with- jin a few feet of the kennel. The dog recog¬nized him instantly, and went nearly madwith fury, making the most desperate effortstobreak itschainand getat him. Forsome mo¬mentshe stood exciting the animal by derisivegestures and pelting it with stones, till at last,fearing that the clamor would attract atten¬tion, he suddenly transfixed it with his spear,and then, thinking that he was quite unob-served, sat down and snuffed and enjoyed theluxury of watching the poor beast's last ago¬nies.But, as it happened, he was nofquite alone, i

for, creeping^along in the grass and rubbish ;that grew orPthe further side of the wall, his ibrown body squeezed tightly against thebrown stones-so tightly that an unpracticedeye would certainly have failed to observe itat a distance of a dozeu paces-was tho Hot¬tentot Jantjc. Occasionally, too, he wouldUft his head above the level of the wall andobserve the proceedings of the one eyed man.

Apparently he was undecided what to do, forhe hesitateda little, and while he did so Hen¬drik killed the dog.NowcJantje had all a Hottentot's natural

Love:for; animals, which is, generally speak¬ing, as marked as is the Kaffir's callousnesstoward them, and he was particularly fondof the dog Stomp, which alway* went outwalking with him on those rare occasionswhen he thought it safe or desirable to walklike an ordinary man, instead of creepingfrom bush, to bush like a panther, or wrig¬gling through the grass like a snake. Thesaghtof tho animal's death, therefore, raisedin his black breast a very keen desire for ven¬

geance on the murderer, if vengeance couldbe safely accomplished; and he paused to re-

Sect if this could bo done. As he didso.Hen-drik got up, gave the dead dog a kick, with¬drew his r ^egai from thc carcass, and then,as tbóugh"struck by a sudden desire to con¬ceal tho murder, undid thc collar, and, liftingthe dog in his arms, carried him with diffi¬culty into the house and laid him under thekitchen table. This done he came out againto the wall, which was built of loose, unmor¬tared stones, pulled one out without trouble,deposited the watch" and the silver he hadstolen ia tba cavity, and replaced tho stone.Next, before Jantje could guess what hemeant to do, he proceeded to make it practi¬cally impossible for his robbery to be discov¬ered, or, at any rate, very impiobable, bylighting a match, and, having firstr glancedround to-see that nobody was looking, reach¬ing up and applying it to the thick thatchwith which the house itself was roofed, andof which the fringe just here was not more

than nine feet from the ground. No rain hadfallen at Mooifoatehi for several days, and jthere had been a hot sun and dry wind, and,BS a result, the thatch was as dry as tinder.The light caught m a second, and ia two jmore a thin line of fire was running up theroof.Hendrik paused, stepped a few paces back,

resting his shoulders against the wall, im¬mediately the other side of which was Jantje,and proceeded to chuckle aloud ¿nd rub his jhands as he admired the results of his bandi-work. This was too much for the Hottentoton the farther side. The provocation wastoogreat, and no was the opportunity. In hishand was the thick stick on which he was so

fond of cutting notches. Raising it in bothhands ho brought the heavy knob down with ?-

all his strength upon tibe one eyed villain'sunprotected skull It was a thick skull, butthe knob prevailed against itand fractured it,and down went the estimable witch doctor asthough he were dead.Next, taking a leaf out of his fallen enemyV

book, Jantje slipped over the wall, and, seiz¬ing the senseless man, dragged him by onearm into the kitchen and rolledhimunder thetable to keep company with the dead dog.Then, filled with a fearful joy, he slipped out,shutting and locking the door behind him,and crept round to a point of vantage in alittle plantation seventy or eighty yards tothe right of the house, whence he could watchthe conflagration that ho kuew must ensue,for the fire had taken instant and irremedi¬able hold, and also see what the Boers were

toing.Ten minutes or so afterward that amiable

mareeter Hendrik partially regained bissenses, to find himself surrounded by a sea ofire, in which he perished miserably, not hav¬ing power to move, and his feeble cries being»tally swallowed up and lost in the fierreroaring of the flames, even had there beenmybody there to hear them. And that wasihe very appropriate end of Hendrik and themagic of Hendrik.Down by the flagstaff the old man lay in

Eris fit, with Bessie tending him and a posse ofBoers standing round, smoking and laughing)r lounging about with an air of lordlysuperiority weil worthy of victors in posses-non."Will none of you help me to take him to

he houser she cried. "Surely you have illTeated an old man enough."Nobody stirred, not even Frank Muller,

¡vho was gazing at her tear stained face witht fierce smile playing round the comers of bislean cut mouth, which his beard wasrimmed to leave clear."It will pass, Miss Bessie," he said; "it will

yass. I have often seen such fits. Theycomerom too much excitement* or too muchbrink"-Suddenly he broke off with an exclama-

ion, and pointed to the house, from the roof j>f which pale curls of blue smoke were rising."Who has fired the houser he shouted. ¡

'By Heaven! I will shoot the man.''The Boers started round and stared io

astonishment, and as they did. so the tinderlike roof burst into a broad sheet of flamethat grow and gathered breadth and height.with an almost marvelous rapidity. Justthen, too, a light breeze sprang up from over

the bill at tho rear of the house, as it some¬

times did at this time of the day, and bentthe flames over toward them in an immensearch of fire, so thal the fumes and beat andsmoke began to beat upon their faces."Oh, the bouse is burning down!" cried

Bessie, utterly bewildered by this new mis¬fortune"Here, you!" shouted Muller to the gaping

Boers, "go and see if anything can be saved.Phew! we must get out of this," and, stoop¬ing down, he picked up Silas Croît in bisarms and walked off with bim, followed byBessie, toward the plantation on their left,which was tho same where Janice bad takenrefuge. In the center of this plantation wasa little glade surrounded by young orangeand blue gum trees. Here ho put the old mandown upon a bed of dead leaves and soft,springy grass, and then hurried away, with¬out a word, to the fire, only to find that thebouse was utterly unapproachable. In fifteenminutes, such was the rapidity with whichthe flames did their work upon the mass ofdry straw and the wooden roof and flooringsbeueath, the whole of tho interior of thehouse was a glowing, incandescent pile, andia half an hour it was completely gutted,nothing being left standing but the massiveouter wails of stone, over which a densecolumn of smoke hung like a pall. Mooifon-tei'i was' a blackened ruin; only the stablesand outhouses, which were roofed with gal¬vanized iron, being left uninjured.Frank Muller had not been gone five

minutes when, to Bessie's joy, her uncleopened his eyes and sat up.

. "What is it? what is it«3 he said. "Ah! Irecollect. What is all this smell of fire?Surely they have not burned the place?"

"Yes, uncle," sobbed Bessie, "they have."The old man groaned. "It took me ten

years to build, bit by bit, almost stono bystone, and now they have destroyed it Well,whynot? God?s will be done! Give me yourarm, love; I want to get to the water. Ifeel faint and sick."Sho did as he bade her, sobbing bitterly.

Within fifteen yards, on the edge of tho plan¬tation, was a little spruit or runnel of water,and of this he drank copiously and bathed his.wounded bead and face.

"There, love," he said, "dont fret; I feelquite myself again. I fear I made a fool of

myself. I haven't learned to bear misfortune«nd dishonor os I should yet, and, like Job, Ifelt as though God had forsaLvn us. But, as

I said, his will be done. What is tho nextmove, I wonder? Ah! wo shall soon know,for hero comes our friend Frank Muller."

"I am glad to see that you have recovered,.uncle," said Muller, politely, "and I am sonyto have to tell you that tho houso is beyondbelp: Believe me, if I knew who fired it Iwould shoot him. It was notmy wish or in-.tention that tho property should bo de¬stroyed."Thc old man morely bowed his bead and

inade nd answer. His fiery spirit seemed tobe crushed out bf him.".What is it your pleasure that we should

do, sir?" said Bessie at last. "Perhaps, nowthat wo ore ruined, you will allow us to go toNatal, which, I suppose, is still an Englishcountry?"

"Yes, Miss Bessie; Natal is still English, forthc present; soon it will be Dutch; but I amsorry that I cannot let yon go there now. Myorders are to keep you both prisoners and totry your undo by court martial Tho wagon"house," ho went on, quickly; "with tho twolittle rooms on each side of it; has not beentouched by the fire. I will have them1 inadeready for you, and as soon as the heat is lessyou can go there;" and, turning to the trienwho had followed him, he gave some rapidorders, which two of them departed td carry-out.

Still the old man made no comment; he didnot even seem indignant or surprised; butpoor Bessio was utterly prostrated and stoodhelpless, not knowing what to say to this ter¬rible, remorseless man, who stood so calm-and unmoved there before them.Frank Muller paused a while to think,

stroking his beard os he did so, then turnedagain and addressed tho two remaining menbehind him."You will keep guard over the prisoner,"

indicating Silas Croft, "and suffer none tocommunicate with him by word or sign. Assoon as it is ready you will place him in thelittle room to the left of the wagon house,and see that ho is supplied with all he wants.If he escapes, or converses, or is ill treated, Iwill hold you responsible. Do you under¬standH"Yah, meinheer," was the answer.

"Very good; he careful you do not forget.And now, Miss Bessie, I shall be glad if youcan give me a word alone"-"No," said Bessie; "no, I will not leave my

uncle.""I fear you will havowto do that," he said,

with his cold smile. "I beg you to thinkagain. It will be very much to your advan¬tage to speak to me, and to your uncle's ad¬vantage also. I should advise you to come."

Bessie hesitated. She hated and mistrustedthe man, as she had good reason to do, andfeared to trust herself alone with him.While she hesitated the two Boers under

whoso watch and ward Muller had placed herundo came and stood between him and her,cutting her off from him. Muller turnedand walked a few paces-ten or so-to thoright, and in desperation sho followed him.He baited behind a bushy orango tree of someeight years' growth. Overtaking him, shestood siient waiting for bim to begin. Theywere quite close to the others, but the roaringof the flames of the burning house was stillsufficiently loud to have drowned a muchmore audible conversation than theirs."What is it you have to say to me?" she

said at length, pressing her hand against herheart to still its beating. Her woman's in¬stinct told her what was coming and she wastrying to nerve herself to meet it."Miss Bessie, he said slowly, "it is this. For

years I have loved you and wanted to marryyou. I again ask you to be my wife.""Mr. Frank Muller," she answered, her

-spirit rising to the occailf/a, "I thank you foryour offer, and the only answer that I can

give you is that I once aud for all decline it.""Think," he said, "I love you aswomen are

not often loved. You are always bi my mindby day and by night, too. Everything I do,every step I go up the ladder, I have said andsay to myself, 41 am doing it for Bessie Croft,whom I mean to marry.' Things havechanged in this country. The rebellion hasbeen successful. It was I who gave the cast¬ing vote for it that I might win you. I amnow a great man and shall ono day be a

greater. You will bo great with me. Thinkwhat you say.""I have thought, and I will not marry you.

Yoti daro tc come and ask me to marry youover the ashes of my homo, out of which }*ouhave dragged mo and my poor old uncle! Ihate you, I tell you, and I will not marryyou ! I had rather marry a Kaffir than marryyou, Frank Muller, however great you maybc."

"I WOULD RATHER MARRY A KAFFIR THANMARRY YOU, FRANK MULLER."

He smiled. "Is it because of the English¬man Niel that you will not marry me? He isdead- It is useless to cling to a dead man.""Dead or alive, 1 love him with all my

heart: and if he is dead, it is at the hands of

your people; and his blood rises up betweenus.""His blood has sunk down into the sand.

He is dead, and I am glad that he is dead.Once more, is that your last word?"

"It is "

«Very good. Then I tell you that you shallmarry me or"-1«Or what?""Or your uncle, the old man you love so

much, shall diel""What do you meanf* she said, in a choked

voice. &"What I say; no more and no less. Do you

think that I will let One old man's life standbetween mo and my desire? Never. If youwill not marry me, Silas Croft shall bo putupon his trial for attempted murder andfor treason within an hour from this. With¬in an hour and a half he shall be condemnedto die, and to-morrow at dawn he shall die, bywarrant under my hand. I am commandanthere, with power of life and death, and I tellyou that he shall certainly die-and his bloodwill be on j'our head"

Bessie grasped at the tree for support."You dare not," she said; "you dare not

murder an innocent old man.""Dare not !" ho answered ; "you must under¬

stand me very ill, Bessie Croft, whenyou talkof what I dare not do for you. There is noth¬ing," he added, with a thrill of his rich voice,"that I dare not do to gain you. Listen;promise to marry me to-morrow morning. Iwill get a clergyman here from Wakker-stroomj and your uncle shall go free as air,though he is a traitor to the land, and thoughhe has tried to shoot a burgher after thedeclaration of peace. Refuse, and he dies.Choose now."

"I have chosen," she answered with passion."Frank Muller, perjured-traitor-yes, mur¬derer that you are, I will not marry youl""Very good, very good, Bessie; as you wilL

But now one more thing. You shall not saythat I have not warned you. If you persistin this your uncle shall die, but you shall notescape me. You will not marry mc? Well,even in this country, where I can do mostthings, I cannot force you to do that. But Ican force you to be ruy wife in all but thename without marriage; and this, when youruncle, is stiff in his bloody grave, I will do.You shall have one more chance after thetrial, and one only. If you refuse he shalldie, and then, after his death, I shall take youaway by force, and in a week's tune you willbe glad enough to marryme to cover up yourshame, my pretty!""You aro a devil, Frank Muller, a wicked

devil; but I will not be frightened into dis¬honor by you. I had rather kill myself. 1trust to God to help me. I will have nothingto do with you;" and she put her bands be¬fore her face and burst into tears."You look lovely when you weep," he said,

with a laugh; "to-morrow I shall be able tokiss away your tears. As you will. Here,you!" he shouted to some men, who could boseen watching tho progress of the dying fire,"como here."Some of the men obeyed, and be proceeded

to give instructions ia the same terms th&t hohad given to the other two men who werewatching oki Silas, ordering Bessio to be in¬stantly incarcerated in the corresponding lit¬tle room on the other side of the wagon house,and kept strictly from all communicationwith the outside world, adding, however,these words;"Bid the burghers assemble in thc wagon

house for the trial of the Englishman, SilasCroft, for treason against tile state and at¬tempted murder of one of the burghers oftho state in the execution of the commands ofthe triumvirate."The two men advanced and seized Bessie by

both arms. Then, faint and overpowered,she was led through tho little plantation, overa gap in the garden wall, down past thescorched syringa trees that lined the road¬way that ran along the hillside at the back ofthe still burning house, till they reached thewagon house with the two little rooms whichserved respectively as a store and harnessroom. She was then thrust into the storeroom, which was half full of loose* potatoesand mealies in sacks, and the door lockedupon her.There was no window to this room, and the

only light in it was such as found its waythrough the chinks of the door and on airhole in the masonry of the back wall. Shesank on a half emptied sack of mealies andtried to reflect Her first idea was of escape,but she soon realized that that was a practi¬cal impossibility. The stout, yellow wooddoor was locked upon her, and a sentry stoodbefore it. She rose and looked through theair hole in tho rear wall, but there anothersentry was posted. Then she turned her at¬tention to the side wall that divided thoroomfrom tho wagon house. It was built of four¬teen inch green brickwork, and had crackedfrom the shrinkage of tho bricks, so that shecould hear anything that went on in thewagon house, and even see anybody whomight be moving about in it But it was fortoo strong for her to hope to bo able to breakthrough, and evon if she did, it would be use¬

less, for there were armed men there also.Besides how could she run away and leave herold uncle to his fate?

CHAPTER XXIX.COÎTOEMXED TO DEATH.

Half an hour passed in silence, which wasonly broken by tho footsteps of the sentriesas they tramped, or rather loitered, up anddown, or by the occasional fall of some cal¬cined masonry from the walis of the burned-out house. What between tho smell of smokeand dust, the heat of the sun on the tin roofabove, and of tho red hot embers of tho housein front, tho little room where Bessie was shutup was almost unbearable, and she felt aathough she should faint there upon tho sacks.Through one of the cracks in the wagon housewall there blew a little draught, and by thiscrack Bessio placed herself, leaning her headagainst the wall so as to get the full benefitof the air and command a view of tue place.Presently, several of the Boers came into thewagon house and proceeded to pull some of thecarts and timber out of it, leaving one buckwagon, however, placed along the wall on theside opposite to the crack through which showas looking. Then they pulled the Scotchcart over to her side, laughing about some¬

thing among themselves as thoy did so. andarranged it with its back turned toward thewagon, suoporting the shafts upon a wagonjack. Next, out of the further corner of theplace, they extracted an old saw bench midset it at the top of the open space. Then Bes¬sie understood what they were doing; theywere arranging a court, and the saw benchwas the judge's chair. So Frank Mullermeant to carry out his threat!Shortly after this all the Boers, except those

who were keeping guard, filed into thc placeand t>egau to clamber on tho buck wagon,seating themselves with much rough jokingin a double row upon tho broad sido rails.Next appeared linns Coetzec, his head boundup in a bloody handkerchief. Ile was palomid shaky, but Bessie could seo that bc was

but little t'10 worso for his wound. Thencame Frank Muller himself, looking whiteand very terrible, and as ho came the menstopped their joking and laughing. Indeed,it was curious to observe how strong was hisascendency over them. As a rule, the weakpart of Boer organization is that it is practi¬cally impossible to get ono Boer to pay defer¬ence to or obey another; but this was cer¬

tainly not tho case where Frank Muller wasconcerned.Muller advanced without hesitation to tho

saw bench at the top of the space, and satdown on it, placing his rifle l>ctween hisknees. After this there was a pause, andnext minute Bessio saw her old uncle con¬

ducted in by two armed Boers who halted inthe middle of the space, about tin co pacesfrom the saw bench, anti stood ono on eitherside of their prisoner. At tho samo limoHans Coctzee climbed up into the Scotch cart,and Muller drew a note book and a pencilfrom his pocket.

"Silence !" ho said. "We are assembled heroto try the Englishman, Silas Croft, by court

martial. The charges ap;ainst him arc thatby word and deed, notably by continuing to

fly the English flag after tho country hadbeen surrendered to the republic, ho has trait¬orously rebelled against the government oftho country. Further, that he has attemptedto murder a burgher of tho republic by shoot¬ing at him with a loaded rifle. If thesecharges are proved against him he w ill boliable to death, by martial la iv. Prisoner

Croft, what do you answer to tba chars*against yon?"The old man, Who seemed Very quietan

composed, looked at his judge and then r>

plied:* "X aman English subject. I only défendemy house äffer you had murdered one of mservants. Í deny your jurisdiction over nu

and I refuse to plead."Frank Muller made some notes in his pocb

book, and then said, "I overrule the prisoier's objection as to the jurisdiction of tlcourt. As to the charges, wo will now talevidence. Of the first charge no evidenceneeded, for wo all saw tho flog flying. As tthe second, Hans Coetzee, the assaultsburgher, will now givo evidence. HmCoetzee, do yod swear in tho name of God antiie republic to speak the truth, the who!truth and nothing but ¿ho truth?*

''Almighty, yes," answered Hans, from ticart on which he had enthroned himself, "jhelp me, the dear Lord.""Proceed then.""I was entering the house of the prisoner t

airest him, in obedience to your worship!icommands, when the prisoner bfted a guand fired at míe. The bullet from the gustruck me on the ear, cutting it and puttinme to much pain and loss of blood. That ;

the evidence I have to give.""That's right, that is not a lie*;" said som

of the men on the wagon."Prisoner, have you any question to as

the witness?" said Maller."I have no questions to ask; I deny you

jurisdiction," said tho old mon with spirit."Tho prisoner declines to question tho wi1

ness, and again pleads to tho jurisdiction,plea which I havo overruled. Gentlemen, dyou desire to hear any further evidence?""No, no.""Do you then find the prisoner guilty of th

charges laid against him? '

"Yes, yes," from the wagon.Muller made a further note in his book ant

then wentcn:"Then, the prisoner having been foun<

guilty of high treason and attempted murdeithc only matter that remains is tho questioiof the punishment required to be meted ou

by the law to such wicked and horrible bffenses. Every utan will give bis verdict, having duly considered if there Is any way tywhich, in accordance with the holy dictateof his conscience; and with tho naturapromptings to pity in Ina heart; he can. extend mercy to tho prisoner. As commandosand president of the court the first vote liewith me; and I must tell you, gentlementhat I feel the responsibility a very heart}ono in the sight ofGöd and my country; ant

I must also warn you not tolie. influenced ol

overruled by my decision, who am, like youonly a man, hablo to err and be led away."

"Hear, hear," said the % o . íes on the wagonas he paused to note tho eL t of his address"Gentlemen and burghers of the state, mj

natural promptings in this case are towart

pity. The prisoner is an old mam, who hatlived many years among us like a brother.Indeed, he is a 'voortrekker,' and, though az

Englishman, ono of the fathers of the land.Can we condemn such a one to a blood}grave, more especially as he basa niece dopendent upon bimi""No, no," they cried, in answer to this skill¬

ful touch upon the better strings in their na¬ture."Gentlemen, those sentiments do you honor.

My own heart cried but now 4Nb, no; what¬ever his sins have been, let tho old man gcfree.' But then came reflection. True, thcprisoner is old; but should not age havetaught him wisdom? Is that which is not tobe forgiven to youth to be forgiven to tbsripe experience of many years? May a manmurder and be a traitor because ho is old?"

"No, certainly notI" cried the chorus on thewagon."Then there is the second point. He was a

'voortrekker' and a father of the land. Shouldhe not therefore have known better than tobetray it into the hands of the cruel, godlessEnglish ? For. gentlemen, though that chargeis not laid against him, we must remember,as throwing a light upon his general charac¬ter, that the prisoner was ono af those vilemen who betrayedftho land to Shepstone. Isit not a most cruel and unnatural thing thata father should sell his own child into slav¬ery?-that a father of the land should barteraway its freedom? Therefore on this point,too, does justice temper mercy.""That is so," said the chorus with. particu¬

lar enthusiasm, most of them having them¬selves been instrumental in bringing the an¬nexation about."Then one more tbingi this man has a

niece, and it is the cafe of all good men to seethat tho young should not be left destituteand friendless, lest they should grow up badand become enemies to tho well being of thestate. Butin this case that will not be so,for the farm will go to the girl by law; and,indeed, she will be well rid oi so desperateand godless an old man.

"And now, having set my reason towardone side and the other before you, and havingwarned you fully lo act each man accordingto his conscience, I give my vote. It is"--and in the midst of the most intense silenceho lensed and looked at old Silas, who nevereven quailed-"it is death."There was n little hum of conversation, and

poor Bessie, surveying the scene through thecrack i:i thc storo room wall, groaued inbitterness and despair of heart.Then Harts Coetzee spoke. It cut his bosom

in two, ho said, to have to say a word againstone to whom he had for many years been asa brother. Ent, then, what was he to do!The man" had plotted evil against their land,tho dear land that tho dear Lord had giventhem, and which they and their fathers hadon various occasions watered, and were stillcontinuing to water, with their blood. Whatcould be a fitting punishment for so blackhearted a traitor, and how would it be pos¬sible to msurc tho better behavior of otherd-d Englishmen, unless they inflicted thaipunishment? There could, alas] bo but oneanswer-though personal**;* shaking, ho ut¬tered it with many tears, and that auswerwas death.After this there wero no more speeches, but

each man voted according to his age, uponhis name being called by the president. Atfirst there was a little hesitation, for some

among them were fond of old Silas, and loathto destroy him. But Frank Muller, bariplayed his gamo very well; and, notwith¬standing his appeals to their independence ofjudgment, they knew full surely what wouldhappen to him who gave his vote against tbapresident. So they swallowed their betterfeelings with all the case for which suchswallowing is noted, and ono by ono utteredtho fatal word.When they had all done Frank Muller ad¬

dressed Silas:"Prisoner, you have heard the judgment

against you. I need not now recapitulateyour crimes. You have had a fair and ope:»trial by court martial, such ns our law di¬rects. Havo you anything to say why sentencccf death should not bc passed upon yonin accordance with théjudgment?"Old Silas looked up with flashing eyes, and

?!jook back his fringe of while nan* l.lxc alion at bay.

. I have nothing to say. If you wCl domurder; doit, black hearted villain that youare! I might point to my gray hairs, to mymurdered servant, to my home that took mo

ten years to build, destroyed by you! Imight tell you how I have l»een a good citi¬zen and lived [teaceably mid neighborly intho land for more than twenty years-ay,and done kinduess after kindness to many of

you w ho are going to murder mc tn coldbloc*! ; But I will not. Shoot mc if you will,and may my death lie heavy on your heads.This morning I would have said that mycountry would avenge me; I cannot say thatnow, fjr England has deserted us and I havono country. Therefore I leave tho vengeancein the hands of God, who never fails to

avenge, though sometimes he waits for longto do it. I am not afraid of you. Shoot rue

now if you like. I have lost my honor, myhome and my country; "hy should I not losemy life also?"Frank Muller fixed his cold eyes upon the

old man's quivering face and smiled a dread¬ful smile of triumph.

"Prisoner, it is now my duty, in the nameof God and tho republic, to sentence you tobo shot to-morrow at dawn, and may tho t

Almighty forgive you your wickeduess and jhavo mercy upon your soul. j ,"Let the prisoner be removed, and let a

man ride full speed to the empty house on the '

RECEIVING SENTENCE.

hillside, where tho Englishman with tho redbeard used to live, one hour this side cf Wai-kc rstroom, and bring back with him theclergyman he will find waiting there, thattho prisoner may be offered his ministration*;Also let two men be set to dig the prisoner^grave in tho burial place at the back of thehouse."The guards laid their hands upon tho old

man's shoulders; and ho turned and Went wi;jthem without a word. Bessie watched himgo, through her crack in tho walk, till thedear old head with its fringe bf whito hairsand the bent frame were no longer visible,and then, at last, her faculties, benumbedandexhausted by tho horrors she was passingthrough, gave out, and she fell forward in afaint; there upon tho sacks.Meanwhile Muller was writing the death

warrant on a sheet of his pocket book At thefoot he left a space for his own signalture, but he did not sign it for reasons cfhis own. What ho did do was to pass itround to be countersigned by all who had'formed the court in this mock trial, his ol*ject being to implicate every man there pres¬ent in the judicial murder by the direct andincontrovertible evidence of his sign manual.Kow, Boers are simple pastoral folk, but theyare not quite so simple as not to see through amove like this, abd thereon followed a veryinstructive little scene. They had, to a man,been willing enough to give their ver¬dict for tho old man's execution, butthey were by no means ready to record it inblack and white. As soon as ever they un¬

derstood the object of their feared and re¬

spected commandant a general desire mani¬fested itself to make themselves respectivelyand collectively scarce. Suddenly they foundthat they had business outside, and somethinglike a general attempt at a bolt ensued Sev¬eral of them had already tumbled off theirextemporized jury box, and, headed by theredoubtable Hans, were approaching tho en¬trance to the wagon house, when Frank Mul¬ler perceived their design and roared oat in avoice of thunder:"Stop! Not a man leaves this place till the

warrant is signed."Instantly thc men halted and began to look

innocent and converse .

"Hans Coetzee, como hero and sign," saidMuller again, whereupon that unfortunateadvanced with M good a grace as ho couldmuster, murmuring to himself curses, notloud but deep, upon the bead of "that devilof a man, Frank Muller."However, there was no help for it, so, with

a sickly smile, he put his name to the fataldocument in big, shaky letters. Then Mullercalled anotherman, who instantly tried to getout of it on tho ground that his education hadbeen neglected and that he could not write,an excuse that availed him little, for FrankMuller quietly wrote his name for him, leavinga space for his mark After that therewas no more trouble, and in five minutes theentire back of the warrant was covered withthe scrawling signatures of the various mem¬bers of the courtOne by one tbe men went, till at last Mul¬

ler was left alone, seated th-re on the saw

bench, his head sunk upon his breast, holdingthe warrant inone hand, while with the otherhe stroked his golden beard. Presently hestopped stroking his beard and sat for someminutes perfectly still, so still that hemight have been carved in. stone. By thistime the afternoon sun had got behind thehill and tho deep wagon house was full ofshadow that seemed to gather roundhim and invest lum with a somber,mysterious grandeur. He looked like a kingof evil, for evil has her princes as well as

good, and stamps them with her imperial sealof power, and crowns them with a diadem ofher own; among these Frank Muller wassurely great A little smile of triumph playedupon his beautiful, cruel face, a little lightdanced within his cold eyes and ran down theyellow beard At that moment he mighthave sat for a portrait of his master, thedevil.Presently he awoke from his reverie. "I

have her!" he said to himself; "I have her'ina vise! She cannot-escape me; she cannotlet the old mau die! Those curs haveservedmy purpose well; they arc as cosy to play onas a fiddle, and I am a good player. Yes,and now we ore getting to tho end of thetune."

tTO BE CONTINUED.!

A Woman as Christ

QUEER RELIGIOUS SECT IN CINCINNATI-ACCUSED OF BLASPHEMY.

A report from Cincinnati says :

Fur several years there bas been a

curious little body of enthusiasts inreligion on Walnut Hills in this city,formerly connected with the Metho¬dist Church. Their leaders were

Mrs. John B. Martin and. her sister,Mrs. J. C. Brooke. They were bothdevoted Christians and estimable wo¬

men They gave themselves up to

prayer and study of the Scriptures,and finally evolved something new intheology, which has not been quiteclearly expressed. They formed a

body of religious zealots, and were

given thc name of Perfectionists.They held exclusive meetings, andstrange stories weie told of their pro¬ceedings. Mrs. Martin as God andMrs. Brooke as Jesus Christ Fora time they separated from the church,but subsequently resumed their mom- 1

bership Hierein. As they continued 1

their privat«» meetings and peculiarrites, the Walnut ]lilis Church last 1week tried them on the tormal charges !

of dissension and blasphemy, and,Griding them guilty, recommended ;

their dismissal. The band numbers '

about thirty, and among their number 1

are several who have heretofore been |among the most earnest members ofthc Methodist Church. ]

Blackwood Pleads Guilty. ,

AUGUSTA, GA., June 22. Thc case

nf Blackwood, the forger, came up for ¡trial in the Superior Court ibis morn- <

iug. F. W. Capers was appointed to ! <

Jefend the prisoner. Up»u being ar- i |raigoed Blackwood pleaded guilty toll¡bree indictments for forgo«ies, to the a

i tn nj ot of $130. Ile also pleaded Iguilty to having attempted to pass a

Forged check on another party hero. 1Mr. Capers made a strong appeal formercy, and Judge Roney gave him J

nine years at bard labor in the chain- i

Ejang, which is considered a light i

jenteoce. jBlackwood seemed indifferent and ]

said nothing. Thus the interstate :

issue is DOW at au eod. ' 1

Our State ContemporariesÁ Parallel Case,Abbeville Medium,.

The Supreme Court of Alabama c

cided the case of Heard vs. HicksFebruary 4, Î887, wich was somewtsimilar to the Rush case. The wifedefendant mortgaged her separate eáttto secure the debt of her husband a

be signed the mortgage with ter:payment of the debt, husband änd w

joioed in giving a deed of the Separaestate to the creditor. The credittheo sold the land back to the deleaacts, made a deed to them add tookmortgage from them to secure the pachase money. TheSupreme Ctiurt hethat the whole transaction was void.

If this is good law id Alabama we <

not see why there should be such 2

outcry in our State;

Greenville Möttntdiheer.Col. Hammet bas determined to a

cept the offer of certain of his Northeifriends to furnish the bulk of tbe captal for building a large factory in G reel

ville, provided he would su periuteethe construction of the buildings acthe management of its operations whecompleted. *

The sum of five hundred thousand dolars will be furnished in stock, a portieof which will be subscribed by the bu:iness men of Greenville and other parof the State. All citizens of the Staiwho Wish stock can obtain it, and tlremainder will be taken by Northergentlemen.The mill will contain from twenty t

twenty-five thousand spindles, and wibe first class in every respect. It wibe located on a tract of land near tbAir Line depot, containing three hundred acres, and now owned by CoHammett, one-half mile beyond thcityrSrlim its. At least fourmillions .c

bricks will be needed for the erectioof the buildings. The houses will bconstructed and arranged for the speciewelfare in the health, comfort asd pro«perity of the. tenants-. A church buildiug, and a school house which will bopen aod free of tuition tho entire yearound, will be erected.We have no doubt that this spîendii

new enterprise for Greenville will adimuch to the city's trade, growth an«

population.Sorry Herald.

Dr. Carlisle, although quite unwellappeared on the rostrum long enough bdeliver the diplomas, and be, perhapmade the shortest baccalaureate addresson récord. We commend its brevityand force to other college presidentwhen they are láb'cjríng over'cboic<phrases and astounding thoughts to hurat the trembling seniors. This is th*full text of the address : 'It is reqairecof cjllege graduates that a man bifound faithful.7

Greenville Netos.The Abbeville Press and Banner

goes to extremes. Its editor remar kiin a recent issue :

'Ten cents worth of corn whiskey wiibring more of the genuine good Ahjdrunk than two dollars worth' of beer-and the beer has no earthly good in itexcept the 'drank' that may be in ifc.;

After this statement the declaration,contained in the same article, that th*,editor is a total abstainer ts unnecessaryTwo dollars in beer represents forty fullglasses and in forty glasés of beer, takenin quick succession, there is drunkenough to wreck an ordinary policeforce and town council.

Bickens Sentinel.When once trie zeal for the educa¬

tion fil in tere« ts of a town begins to flag,the shock will soon be felt in every de¬partment -of business. The boomswhich schools bring to towns are oftenattributed to something else, but-assoon as the interest in the school weak¬ens, the secret will be discovered. Itis £i great n eglect of one's own businessfor him to become careless about the ed¬ucational interests of the community inwhich he Hvea.

Williamsburg Herald.We see it stated thai Maj. J. B

White, of Marion, has been engagedby some of the citizens interested tomake a survey of the territory to be in¬cluded in the contemplated new countywhich it is proposed to make out ofportions of Darlington, Marion andWilliamsburg, and, we believe, some

of Clarendon county. Florence is to

be the county seat, if the project issuccessful. Where the boundaries ofthis new county are to he located, we

are in ignorance ; and how much of.the territory of Williamsburg is wantedto assist in making up the legal re¬

quirement of square miles necessary to

form a county would interest maoy ofour readers.

Subscriptions to Railroads.Fairfield Herald.

In many counties in this State sub¬scriptions have been voted to railroadenterprises, and the work ef dcbt-uiak-iug still goc3 on. There are some veryintelligent men io the State DOW whoire in position to know more aboutthese things than most of us, who are jpredicting that the time will come when1 majority of the counties having mademore debts than they will be able or

iii x io us to pay will bri tig forward andcarry through the Legislature a propo¬sal to have the State assume the indebt¬edness of the counties io this particularincurred-already we believe such a

proposal has been once made. It was

lost only because the debt-burdenedcounties were iu the minority. At therate that things are moving now it willaot be a great while before insolvencywill bc in the majority, then the wickedproposal will be renewed and thc debtswhich thc folly of the townships have;ontractcd will be saddled upon the peo¬ple of the Stete, lt will be in vain:hat the minority will struggle againstind denounce this outrage : it will beforced upen us.The truth about the whole matter is,

:hat the law which allows a township tovote a tax upon itself for any purpose isiltogether wrong ; thc taxing powermould be used only by the Legislature,ind for strictly governmental pur¬poses alone. Any departure from this

principle is heretical ; it is a crime j'* cain st liberty itself. Tbe law should j3e straightway repealed. 1 '

The Constitutional Centén*niai.

Governor Richardson bas written a

letter accepting the invitation of theConstitutional Cen ten nial Commissionto attend, as its guest,- the celebration ofthe centennial anniversary of tire ffam-i s g and promulgation of the iWtita-tion of the United, Stales,, which j« tobe held in Philadelphia on tb« 15th16th and 17th of September.The Governor is specially anxious to

have the State »Hitia ss largely re**

presented as possible on tfcSorctaîon,and would be gratified to receive itifor¬mation as to what comm acids, and withho« many men, are intending to bepresent. One of (he features of theoccasion will be a parade of the military,and Dava] forces of the United Statesand the military forces of tbw~several:<rr-States andTern tories. The comn- ttteeask for a report by July 1st, nexÇ.ofthc number of equipped troops, whowill coiné from each State. It seems'desirable fer South Carolins to be re¬

presented on this n&tioaal occasion,and it is hoped some of oar best drilledcompanies caa attend. .

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Liability of Bank Directors.

An important decision has beenrendered by the Supreme Court nfVIllinois, in a bank case which bas beenin the courts for several years, gard¬ner Case was a depositor in BunkerHill Bank, at Bunker Hill, IH. -Thebank failed while holding his deposits,and he brought suit against the direct¬ors individually, setting up the claimthat if deposits were received when thedirectors, by exercising due diligence;-might: have known the bank ? was io- /

solvent, they were legally liable fop the.deposit. The Circuit Court of Macoajjiicounty gavé judgment jn favor "OfCase, ana the defendant appealed5-iothe Appellate Court which affirmée1 tb« Ûdecieion of toe court below. The.-caso.;was then carried to: the .Supreme,Court, which again aSrmed the decisionof the court below. Tho opiniondeclares the following l^rstftTiatrthe"'directors ' of the bank are trust ees for. b :

the depositors as well as for the stock-holders ; second, -that- they -are-boundto the-observance of 'ordinary caté-ariddiligence, and are hence liable for in¬jury resulting from its, non observance.

Macaulay's Próp&ecy.In 1857, Lord Macaulay, writing \

of the American. Republic, used thesewords « .The' day will come, Wbe&, inthe State of New ïork, a. multitude-ofpeople, not one of whom bas bad more ;,

than half a - breakfast,, or expects to * Ihave more than half a dinner, will. '

choose a Legislature. = Is it possibleto doubt what seri of a Legislature willbe chosen 1 Qu one side is a statesman :-

preaching patience, respect for vestedrights, strict observance of publicfaith ; on the .other is a demagogue,

'

canting about the tyranny of capitalists' *

and usarers, and asking why anybodyshould be permitted to drink ¿ham-paigne and to ride in carriages, while-thousands of honest folks are inwant of necessaries. Which ofthe two candidates is likely to oe pre-" ' "'

ferred by the workingman who hearshis children eryiag for bread ? Iseriously apprehend that yon will, insome such seasons of adversity as.Ibavedescribed, do things which will prevent -

prosperity from returning. Eithersome ..

Caesar or Napoleon will seize the reinsof government with a strong beod. or

your Republic will be as fearfullyplundered and laid waste by barbariansin the twentieth century as the Roman .

'

Empire was io the fifth-with thisdifference, that Hons and Vandals witthave been engendered within your owncountry and by your own tnstitQtiowsl'v

Low Bates.

The Attantie Coast Line has place!on sale tickets from^ Florence to. New. ^

York via Portsmouíh and Old Dominion "

,

S. S. Co., for $1450, which includesmeals sod staterooms on steamers:

Steamers sail from Norfolk daily exceptFriday and Sunday, makiug run in lessthan tweenty-four hours, affording a

delightful sea trip. Further informa¬tion will be given by Jno. W". Dargan,Jr., ticket agent.

There are some very mean men iathis world, but the Picayune of ,NewOrleans has found one who takes thepalm. He uses the wart oo the back ofhis neck for a collar button.

One ought to be very accurate aboutthese occurrences. A New Mexicopaper appreciates the fact when it an¬

nounces that-Her tired spirit was released from the

pain recking body and soared aloft toeternal glory at.4:30. Denver time.

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Gen. John Pope asserts in the cur¬

rent number of the North AmericanReview that 'during our civil war, themost tremendous convulsion that isrecorded in history, New England pro¬duced neither a great soldier nor a

statesman of commanding influence.1

The great Georgia will case has beenÊa ally decided by the Supreme Court,of that State. The will is sustained,and the illegitimate colored daughterc?f old man Dickson gets the fortune.She is the richest colored woman in theSouth, being worth mofe than £300,-000.

Frank James, the famous desperado,is at present acting as salesman in a

clothing store at Dallas, Texas. Hepays that be has never carried a wea¬

pon since he surrendered his -revolversto Governor Crittenden, of Missouri.He decs not drink liquor. Ile attri¬butes his success as a highwayman toih* fact that be never heated his bloodby alcoholic stimulants.- - ?.»-»? -i

Thc 3t Paul Globe sent out .circu¬lars relative to the candidate« for i\wPresidency in 188á. More than 3,000replies from Minnesota, Iowa, Wis¬consin, Dakota and Montana were re¬

ceived. There is but little oppositionto Cleveland. Blaine is the ¿epuWi- ,

san favorite. Lincoln is the favoritefor Vice President. Vilas got slight¬ly more indorsement than Caiîîelè,%;but Iowa is strong fur the latterJ