The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, January 30, 1902, Image 3
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CHArTEP. XXIV.
CONTINUED.
"My two guards were still with me,
Anil wo took our position near Kauoai.
I was almost in a stupor. I hardly !
%nev7 wliat I was doing, so intense was |
the strain I was under. Yet I liad a i
horrible thought that I was aiding I
them to murder my sister. Whatever !
hope had been aroused by Kaurnai's j
words, fled when she appeared and i
fanned the frenzy of the excited priests.
Kanraai, with a high-priest on each
side of her, stood facing the lava lake,
and a3 here and there steara-jets would
appear, she bowed and exhorted Pele
to subdue the tumult and promised
that a sacrifice worthy of the goddess
would be made.
Js'iaiolau aad Pataa the fisherman
withdrew.
While the fervor of the priests was
at its highest, Nimolua, and Patua reappeared,
carrying between them a
burden wrapped in the black sacrificial
robe that Lad beeu thrown on
Wiunie by the priest.
I sprang forward and seized Kaurnai's
arm.
"Woman!" I cried. "Priestess!
Devil! Whatover you are, will you let
them murder my sister iu cold blood!
Will you still believe the damnable
trash that I told you was not true:
Speak the word that will save ray
sister now."
A look of entreaty, blended with
fear, came into lier face.
A high-priest took me roughly by
the arm.
"ITou must not anger Pole," he said.
"The devil take Pele," I roared.
*'Aad you, too! They are murdering
\ my sister! Is there no God to prei
* reat this? Can it be that we are for1
Hake a by heaven aud earth as well?"
Kaumai drew herself up in queenly
dignity, and motioned for the priest
to take me aside.
Kimolau and Patua advanced with
their unconscious burden to the brink
of the lake. They poised the body of
my poor sister, aud waited.
"Pele," said Kauiuai, with one
hand raised, "we send to you a chosen
on>i to become your servant in HaleaLala.
This beautiful girl that comes
to you to-day has many friends, who
by this act will become followers and
-worshipers of you. "We pray you,
Palo, Goddess of Tower, of Ilight, to
atay the fires under Kapatoli, and
saves us from the wrath of the violent
croJcano."
I shook with horror and fear as
these words, so utte'-ly destroying
hoi e> came from the beautiful sorceress.
My strength was leaving me. Fetters
w ere useloss. I could do nothing.
My brain reelefl. I clutched at the
air. I gasped. I saw Nimolau and
Knw/lan or?<l laf if
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glide into the lake.
As it hissed down into the hot lavu
1 tittered a shriek. I made an attempt
to reach Kanmai to kill her.
"Murderess," I cried, "I will kill
yon, now!"
Mj limbs gave way beneath me. My
tight became dim and uncertain. I
reeled again. I heard loud voices.
Indistinctly I saw Kauraai rash past
iiae and away. Nimolau followed. I
heard a great uproar. I knew I fell
upon the Ledge, and -a pain in my
head followed. Bright visions swept
before me. I thought Winnie and
Kaamai stood over me, hand in hand,
one dead, the other living. I thought
Gordon came and spoke to me. I saw
Uncle Tom and Dole and Warren. 1
thought I heard the crash of thunders.
Then all was still and I knew, heard '
.and say nothing.
CHAPTER XXV.
I think the first glimmer of returning
consciousness was the recognition
of Gordon's voice. There was an indistinct
hum about me, people talking
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in Buouueil wives nuu QUI!
moving about. I was aware that I
iu a comfortablo bed, and that the
pure, sweet air from an open window
wafted gently across my face. I must
havo given some sign of my return to
a conscious state, for some one gently
lifted my head and placed a glass or
spoon to my lips. A bitter, though
timnlating mouthful v?# foroed into
me, and I swallowed it.
Then I opened my eyes, wi if awakening
from ? sound sleep. At first I
felt a queer sensation, as if I was
half dazed. Gordon sat in a c'xiir by
my beside holding my hand. I remember
that at first I felt no surprise
at seeing him, so feeble was ntv
memory. Doctor Tilling was bending
over me.
I made an attempt to rise, b^t was
wnable to lift myself from tho pillow.
I lay exhausted after the effort.
"Don't do it, boy, don't do it," said
Doctor Tilling, gently. "Remain perfectly
ouiet. You rteht now.
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Pretty soon you will be able to get
up."
"I'm glad to see your eyes looking
at me us if tliey knew mo, Tom, old
man," Paid Gordon, and there was a
tremor in his usually oven voice.
"What?what?is the matter with
ma?" I asked. I thought I was going
to speak the words loudly and clearly,
bat my voice was but a whisper.
"You have been ill, thtrt's all," said
Doctor Tilling. "Be perfectly quie'.
now. Do not attempt to talk. Pretty
soon yon may talk to General Gorue
Jand learn all about it. But now you
must rest."
I feebly attempted to a si; him what
my illness was, but bo put his finger
on my lips and forbade ine to speak.
Gordon shook his head wamiugly,
and I lay in silence, wondering what
Lad come over me to tako nay strength
away from ue.
A dim recollection of horrid sights
came to no?sights in which Winnie
was being injured in some way that I
could not understand. I seemed to
remember *-hat I had been away from
home, yet the room I was in was distinctly
my own room at The Corals.
But my mind was too feeble to grasp
the true significance of the change.
Gordon and Tilling sat near me,
mute as statues, watching me, I
thought.
I began to feel a delicious drowst
ness coming over me. I closed my j
z ^ ;
IILill BtJULLlUU IU 4JC1 lUU^piU(5 1UIAJ 1
& sweet slumber. Even then, as if the 1
voice came from a great distance, I
heard Doctor Tilling say:
"He is going to sleep. That is the
best thing that could occur. It will
bo the first natural sleep that he has
had, and will do more to restore his j
strength thnu all my medicine. Let:
him alone until he "
Consciousness cnaea there. I was i
off.
I do not know how IoDg I slept, but
I awoke with a start. I thought I
heard sorno hateful voices chanting a
weird, wild song to Pele. When I
awoke, the awful scenes I had been
through at Lauai came over me in a
flood of terrible recollections. The ,
high-priests, the cruel, hateful priestess
who pretended to believe me and
love mo, and yet who had consigned
my sister to a horrible death.
I was alone in my chamber.
Turniug my head on my pillow I
noticed a smalt table standing near ,
mo, and upon the table a email call- [
ueu, evidently piacea mero ior my i
use iu the event of my waking when j
po attendant was near?as really oc- j
curved.
The bell seemed to be within easy
reach. I lifted myself upon one arnf i
and the effort was very great?and
reached out the other to ring for some j
one to come. If he attempt ^vns 109 '
much ?or mf. 1 reached the bell and '
gave it oue feeble blow; then I lurched I
forward and fell from the bed onto the !
floor, knocking over the table and
sending the bell clattering across the
room.
Instantly Gordon came rushing in.
"My 1" he exclaimed. "What did you
do?"
I looked np at him from the floor,
and essayed to smile.
Gordon looked disheveled. He was
in his stocking-feet. He looked thin
and worn. It was as if he had spent
himself watching over my sick-bed,
and while I was in my sound sleep he
had thrown himself down partly
dressed to get a little rest.
He stooped down and picked me np
in his arms. I had never realized
how powerful he wa9. I was but a
babe in his hands. He replaced me
on the bed.
Tlinro nld follow " ho said, with a
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half-Rial smile on his face, "you just
lie there and keep still. No more acrobatic
feats and bell-ringing athletics.
You'll not bo left alone again."
"What's the matter with me, anyhow?"
I asked, my Yoice still little
better than a whisper,
"Y'ou have had brain-fever," he replied,
as he pieked up the table and .
placed it in another portion of the
room and put the bell also out of my
reach. '
"Gordon, come horc!" I said.
He came close to me.
"Where is she?" I asked.
A white, pained look came into his
face.
"We have never fonnd her. We do
not know where she is, Tom. All wo
know is what you raved about when
you were ill."
"I know?I know," I said feebly.
"Winnie is dead. I saw her killed
myself. It was the last thing I saw.
That was what sent me off. But the
other. That accursed priestess.
Where is she? Did they kill her?
How did I come here? Who found
me? And, Gordon, yon went away
suddenly. Where were you when I
looked for you?"
"Here, here!" he said, in a miserable
attempt to be nlarful for mr bene:
i
tit. "You are talking too raaco, and
you remember too mueli. If Tilling
catches me letting you gabblo like
tout lie will order mo ehot. Now lie
.till, Tom, old man, and get strong.
Then wo can talk."
"Where in L'nclo Tom?" I asked.
"Why dos3 he not come to see me?"
"There, now, please bo quiet." lio
pleaded. "Uncle Tom?is?sleeping.
Toa try and oleep pome more. 1't is
what you need most."
"I know?but that horrible sight.
la e.ltA Hi*A
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o:jo son her? Who found nie, Gordon?
iVll me, or I can't sleep any more."
"I found yon," lie said. "Never
mini how. Tiiat will keep. Get
itrong first and W130 afterward."
"But t'io prio3tess?Ivaumai?"
A puzzled look camo in Gordon's
i.ioe.
"You spoke of a priestess, you
called Kaumai, but I didu't seo any. I
.hink yoii were dreaming it all."
"Dreaming! If you saw it you
ouldn't say I dreamed it. That Kaumai
is too horribly real. I am going
to kill her, Gordon."
. "Yes, yes, I know," said Gordon,
now looking worried. I think he was
'afraid I was losing my senses again.
"Now go to sleep and keep quiet till
Tilling comqs. He will be here soon.
It is time for your medicino now. I
will give it to you."
He cave me a snoonful of stuff and
fixed the pillow under my head.
"But,Gordon,how did you find me?"
I asked.
"Never mind. I found you. Now
go to sleep," he scolded. "I am going
bo leavo you alone so you cannot iaik."
I lay there in solitude, puzzling my
weakened brain over the mj3teries of
my reappearance at The Corals. How
did I get away from the volcano? How
did I leave the island of Lanai? Did
the priests escape as well as Kaumai,
the murderess of my sister? Where
was Uncle Tom? What did his strange
absence from my sick-room mean? All
these things were hard for me to understand,
and I was pondering ovex
them when Doctor Tilling entered.
"Ah, better, eh?" ho said cheerily.
"Gordon is a good nurse. But he
cays von insist on talking and falling
out of bed and other incongruous
things. You must quit it. I am goinerto
send Gordon away now. He is
toearly down himself. And I am going
to put a nurse in here that you don't
know aud who won't listen to you or
talk to yon. There will be nothing
left for you but to romain perfectly j
quiet and get well."
"i*m mere are some mings x am
anxious to find out, doctor," I "whispered
"Nonsense. All you want is to get
well. j
"But?"
"Never mind the but3. Yon do ;
just what I tell you, and in a few days '
iwe will have the talk.",
Gordon came in and shook hands
with ma.
? "Orders are orders, Tom," he said.
"A good soldier never asks questions.
Tilling orders me-away, and I am going.
Bat he assures me you are out
of danger, and in a fow days will be
able to handle yourself. Do as he
tells you, and get well a3 fast as you .
can."
A new, nurse was installed. lie
wa3 a little man, as quiet as a mouse
and not more talkative. But he was I
bo familiar with the place and took hold j
en rondilr that T snrmised that he !
had _ been with me all the time but'
pretended to be a new comer that 1
might more easily be kept quiet.
"Two days passed, daring which
Tilling visited me; and I became coj>
siderably stronger. So much so that,
on the second, the doctor promised me
that if the next day showed a like degree
of improvement in my condition
lie would allow me to sit on the porch,
if it was fine, in the afternoon, and
Gordon might come to see me.
But he said nothing about Uncle
Tom, and I learned better not to ask
him questions.
CHAPTER XXVI.
I had a good night. I had eaten a
hearty supper?that is, hearty for a
sick man?and had slept soundly all
night. When morning came, I found
I had made a gain in strength and en
joyed my breattast ana me prospect
of an afternoon on the porch.
Dr. Tilling said that I was getting
along very well and conld stand it to
see a few friends.
The morning seemed very long in
passing. About ten o'clock I fell into
a light doze and did not wake until
dinner-time.
In the afternoon, Malliauki engineered
the operation of getting ma
onto the porch.
A largo easy-chair was provided
with cushions and pillows and placed
by my bedside. Into this I was
seated, or, rather, seated myself, for
I was strong enough for that, and two
of the men lifted chair and all and
carried me onto the porch.
Doctor Tilling stood by with cordials
ready in case the moving was too
much for me. But they were not
needed.
It was a splendid afternoon. The
sky was clear and the snn bright. A
cool, refreshing breeze came from the.
ocean, and in the shade of the porch
there was inviting comfort.
I had hazdly got snugly fixed before
3ordea cams galloping up tbs xoad.
fie gnvfe his horso over to a stableman
*n'l ca:no tramping np the broad
steps. Ho looked better than the last
time I saw him, haggard nml worn
through care and loss of sleep; but
there was a look of melancholy 011 his
faco that showed sorrow and anxiety.
As he came onto tho porch lie gave
Tilling an inquiring look. There must
, have been an answer in Tilling's
glance, for the worried look on Gor.
don's face deeponed.
"Thauk God for this much at least."
tie sxid, as ha took my puny hand in
Iris giant ones and pressed it. "We
have you left to us, old fellow."
"Yes?what there is of me," I replied.
"I don't get well as fast as ]
wish I could."
"Yon are doing wonderfully well,"
said Doctor Tilling. "No complaints
or fretting now, or back you go to
vour bedroom." ,
"That settles tho complaint, then,
bnt I must get well soon, doctor.
There is so much to do."
Gordon looked at Tilling again, and
Tilling looked at Gordon.
"Thero is something gone wrong
which I have not been told," I said.
"Whatever it i3, you may tell me without
fear of the result. I have sustained
the greatest shock, the greatest
lorrow, the greatest loss, that I could
sustain. And yet I live. I will live
for revenge. I fancy this secret oi
youra concerns Uncle Tom. If he
were well he could be here with me.
He would have been by my side coa?
?taatly."
CT? bo continued.)
Dead In a Boat.
Norfolk, Special.?John L. Pearce, 33
years oi! age, prominent in society in
Norfolk and cashier of the Standard
Oil Company's branch here, was found
dead Tuesday morning by a newsboy.
The body was in a small skiff in Roanoke
dock. No reason for Mr. Pearce's
presence in that locality is known.
The coroner's jury rendered a verdict
! giving congestion of the lungs and
| kidneys as the cause of death. The
body shows no marks of violence. Mr,
Pearce's books are In excellent condition
and there is nothing to indicate
suicide. He had been hunting at Virginia
Beach and was in good health and
spirits.
Schley's Appeal.
Baltimore. Special.?Isador Rayner.
counsel for Rear Admiral W. S.
Schley, has finished the draft of the
appeal from the findings of the court
of inquiry and wHI go to Washington
for a conference with the admiral. It
Is expected the admiral will be ready
to hand the appeal to President
Roosevelt on Wednesday. The document
contains over 100 typewritten '
pages.
Schley Goes to Chicago.
Washington. Special.?Rear Admiral
and Mrs. Schley will leave here Friday
morning at 10:045 via the Baltimore &
Ohio for Chicago in a private car, furnished
by the officials of the road, arriving
in Chicago, Saturday morning at
9:30 o'clock. The admiral refuses to
make public his appeal filed with the 1
President yesterday. This is in accord- 1
ance with the desire expressed by the >
President at the time of Admiral
Schley's visit to the White House. The
President will turn the whole matter i
over to Attorney General Knox for his j
report and recommendation, these to be i
made as soon as possible. ,
Postmasters Confirmed.
The Senate in executive session
Monday confirmed the following post- I
masters: Florida, Olive E. Stout, i
Fort Myers. Virginia, Samuel M. Yost,
Staunton; Jacob W. Dudley, East ]
Radford; John M. Griffin, Fredericks- ,
burg; Elisha G. Darden, Hampton; ,
Chas. P. Smith, Martinsville; Herbert
U. Woodfln, National Soldiers'
Home. Elizabeth City; Fred Read,
Newport News; May Mosby Camp- j
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Den. warrenum; nuucn u.
Graham; Samuel H. Bliss. Farmvllle;
Hamilton W. Klnzer. Front Royal.
No Peace Negotiations.
London. By Cable.?A. J. Balfour,
the government leader, made a comprehensive
denial in the House of
Commons cf stories of negotiations
for peace in South Africa.
He deciared that since the negotiations
between Lord Kitchener and
Gen. Botha no proposals having in view
the termination of the war had been
received from any one professing to
have the authority of the Boer leaders 1
to make proposals, and that no discus- i
sions looking to peace were now pro- j
ceodlng. ,
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Quick Justice. ,
Norfolk, Special.?There was quick 1
Justice administered to Neal Stanback,
the 18-year-old negro who on Saturday
evening assaulted Mrs. Elizabeth Preifer,
a 70-year-old white woman, a few
miles out in Norfolk county. Stanback ]
was caught by a party of white men,
brought to the county jail and locked j
up. Large mobs made attempts to lynch j
him but failed. Tuesday he waa indicted i
by a grand jury, tried, convicted and
sentenced to hang on March 12. Hi?, (
victim testified against him. * [
Somebody's conscience recently
troubled him to the extent of $18,669,, 1
which was turned into the National '
Treasury. The amount looks, how- 1
ever, as if it had been marked down .
a dollar by force of habit by the con-1 j
science-stricken sender. j
Pj^RICK on trial
Reputed Murderer of Rice Before the
Court
THE $25,000 CHECK IN EVIDENCE.
The Check Was Accepted Though th?
Genuineness of the Signature Was
Doubted.
New York, Special.?The taking of
evidence was begun in the trial of Albert
T. Patrick, a lawyer, on an Indictment
charging him with the murder of
William M. Rice, in this city, in September,
1900. John H. Wallace, paying
teller at Swenson's Bank, where Rico
had an account, identified a check for
$25,000 payable to Albert T. Patrick,
as one that had been presented to him.
It was the misspelling of the name
Albert that caused a telephone call to
Rice's apartment,which resulted in tha
discovery that Mr. Rice had died the
previous day. Counsel for Patrick objected
to every question asked on this
line on the ground that the witness
could not testify to hearsey evidence*,
but the recorder overruled the objections
until Assistant District Attorney
Garvin asked who answered the telephone.
He sustained the objection that
Mr. Wallace could not tell who it .was.
Wallace testified that he had never . .
seen Patrick until the day the check ^
was presented. So far as he knew.
Rice's business was attended to by
Jones, the valet-secretary.
"In your opinion is the signature on
the check the signature of Wm. M.
Rice?" asked the attorney for the prosecution.
Counsel for Patrick objected, but the
witness was allowed to reply. i
"In my opinion," he said, "it was no? A
written by Mr. Rice." W
On cross-examination Wallace said - ^^1
that when the check was returned to
the bank endorsed "Albert T. Patrick,"
and "Albert T. Patrick" he stamped it
"accepted," although he had doubts as
to the genuineness of the signature.
Finally he said: "I do not know what
is wrong with the signature, but I
don't like it It does not look natural
to me. The final curve of the "M" for
instance, looks as if it was an after
thought."
W. O. Weatherbee, a clerk in the
bank of Swenson & Son, said he knei*
Rice for 12 years. He was asked to tell
of a visit alleged to have been made by
Jones, the valet-secretary, to the witness'
home, in Brooklyn, but this was
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never seen Patrick until the day the
check was handed in at the bank. He
had not known Patrick to be connected
in any way with Rice's business. When
Patrick called at the bank, he'saw Mr.
Swensen. In the conversation that day
Patrick said Rice's body was to be cremated,
as "the old gentleman was a
crank on cremation." Patrick also said
there had been an understanding between
him and Rice as to what waa
to be done with the proceeds of the
checks. Weatherbee said It was his '
opinion that the J25.000 check was .not
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Counsel for Patrick objected to the
admission of the $25,000 check as evidence,
on the ground that the defendant
was under indictment for forging
that check and that it would not be fahr
to bias the minds of the jury by admitting
it.
"This check is one of the steps by
which I intend to prove the conspiracy
between this defendant and Jones,"
said Mr. Osborne
"The prosecution should not be allowed
to say that a murder was committed
because they think a check was
forged," said Mr. Moore, for Patrick.
The recorder admitted the check.
Under cross-examination Weatherbee
said he was not an expert in handwriting
and he could not analyze the sig*_
mn? j WA ?_ Ulm
nature on toe coeca. me uvuui m <u?
mind was more general than specified,
rhe witness said he did not decide tha
check was not genuine when he first
examined It. This was before it was
stamped "accepted."
Mr. Weatherbce then testified that
the check was accepted and certified,
ind that the certification was sancellod
by Mr. Swenaon after he had talked
with somebody over the telephone.
To Observe McKlnley Day. ^
Memphis, Tenn.. Special.?Acting
Mayor Henderson has Issued a procla- J
matlon calling upon the city officials
and public Institutions to observe January
29th as McKinley's Memorial Day,
md requesting that contributions be
made to the memorial fund. Tb?
churches are asked to take up collections
for the same purpose on Sunday,
January 26th.
Telegraphic Ticks.
Rev. J. G. McCullough. a Methodist
minister, aged 82 years, died at Wallalla,
S. C., Thursday.
The report is current in Germany
that there is a great scarcity of plows
n England, because most of them have
jeen beaten into swords.
Samuel E. Allen, of Salt Lake City,
)wns a Wycliffe Bible, one of the first
jooks printed in England. The volume
s at least 300 years old.
At a meeting of the Senate commitee
on public buildings and grounds
he following favorable reports were
luthorized: To make addition to the
:ost of the public building at Atlanta.
1500,000; to increase the cost of public
milding, Newport News, Va., from
1200,000 to $230,000.
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