Girls High School - Yearbook (Reading, PA)

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CHAPTER IV I tell vou I did, I did, I killed that brute! Don't ask me any morefl Lucy was the bravest of all among them, pleading guilty. She had arrived home the night before and going immediately to the Sheriff in the morning told him she had killed Pete Sted and was glad of it. She was kept prisoner at ConWay's house until. afternoon. The posse and most of the men of the community gathered innhis office for the hearing. She replied to nothing they asked her. All she said was that she murdered that brute. ','But why did you run to the hills for a week and then come back and give yourself up to me. Why did you do that ? 'Conway was trying her with one question after another, but all with no avail. Lucy, he inquired, although he was a man of no high standing that you killed, it was murder, and as an officer of the law I must obey the law. Your father -a rustling was heard among the men. Wait l Swinging around, the sheriff beheld a man taller than the ordinary, with wild black piercing eyes, and a dark complexion. His intentions seemed bent on some very, yes, very definite purpose. Wait, you must hear what I have to say. I am the true murderer of Pete Stedl I am here as your captive and for the purpose of releasing your innocent prisoner! He stretched his hands before him to be tied. My daughter, my daughter, I knew you were innocent l Rushing to her, the father took her in his arms. But only for a moment. She rushed between the stranger and the Sheriff, shielding her lover with her outstretched arms. She said, Yes, he is the murderer of that brute, but he is just as innocent as I! You must listen to me. You must hear what I have to sayf' She told all-of this brute stopping her and insulting her, of his trying to pull her off her horse, of her delivery by the stranger, of Pete's unfair fighting with a concealed knife and last of all of his killing. She told them of her escape to her home, hiding him in the barn until after the storm, getting him away to the moun- tains in her rendezvous and nursing him back to health. She told them how she determined to take the consequences of the murder because it was all her fault. She had to save him, for he was as innocent and more so than she. A murmur rose through the audience. The Sheriff's eyes were blazing. And you say that this stranger was stabbed in the side first by that black heathen? HO yes! stabbed before the weapon .was revealed to his eyes. A coward he was, and like a coward he fought l The Sheriff walked over to his posse and conversed in low tones. Lucy threw her arms around the stranger's neck and said, Why did you do ltr They never would have known? Because, my dear, found the note your father sent to you, and I would rather die I1 hundred times than have you hurt. No matter what happens, please remember that I love you. And I love you, loved you dearly from the first time I saw you. It was mostly because of that that I saved youf' He kissed her in fond fare- well, for the Sheriff was returning. n The Sheriff seemed to be smothering a smile by dropping the corners or his mouth. 'tYou.ng man, I can see you are not from Wyoming. You may think that all men in our state are as black as that coyote you killed. You have only done what any other one of us would have done for Lucy and under these circumstances. You killed him in self-defense and you are free. When you get the full significance of this pardon, just try and remember that we would like to have you as a citizen in our state of WYOMING AND JUSTICE, and NVYOMING AND MEN. 29

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