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Show ! mm 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 n 1 1 1 Jl Modern Cain T well-sow- A TRUE STORY OF THE SECRET SERVICE By COL II. C. WHITLEY HE barren, rocky little farm in Northern Vermont, a mile or two out from the village of Newtown, near the Derby line, was suggestive mainly of hard work and small re- turns, to the ordinary observer. Its build lngs were small and old and out of repair; its fences were sag ging in places: the orcnaru, long past Its trlme. was dy ing out, and the lack of money to buy new trees bad prevented the filling up of the vacant places. But In spite of all its drawbacks, the barren, rocky ilttle farm was a glorified place to John Harrows that day In early spring In the fifties; for that day Jane Heath had promised to be bis wlfo. Jane had lived alone In the little bouse In the village, left to her on the death of her father and mother several years before, and always the families bad been friends. She was a beautiful girl, with the glossy black hair, the dark and sparkling blue eyes, the firm apple cheeks and the sunshiny nature and undaunted courage of ber Irish ancestors. She had never been afraid to live alone neither fear of possible physical peril nor of the mental attitude that sometimes Is more to be dreaded even than thieves or wandering beggars, by people who have too much of their own society, ever bad disturbed her. She possessed a strength of character which she herself did not realize but which, In promising to marry John Harrows, meant that she gave him her undying devotion. She bad known John Harrows long and Intimately since the days when they went to the little village school together. In later years, often she had been a guest at the Barrows farmhouse, wherein the family was made up of John and his mother and his brother Andrew. Mrs. Barrows loved the sunny-facegirl as a daughter, and Andy Andy was the one source of apprehension to the otherwise entirely happy young couple. An amicable agreement as to the division of the farm had been reached, but lately Andy bad seemed moody and despondent, and often he watched John and Jane with Jealous eyes. A few days before John's proposal, Andy had asked Jane to marry bim, but she had gently refused. "Yes, I know why you won't marry me. You're In love with John. He's younger than I. and better favored, nnd you've fallen in love with his handsome face. But you're mine by rights aa I'm the oldest I should have the first choice. Oh, do say you love me, Jane!" "Why, Andy, you know I couldn't say that, when you know I do not care for you In that way. I'm so " orry "I don't want your pity. Even if you don't love me, I love you enough for both can't you marry me? 1 could fix It so we'd have all the farm, and you need never want tor anyd ' thing.'JNo, Andy, I don't love you. and 1 never shall, and I'm not going to marry you. I'm sorry you feel so bad; can't we be friends?" "Yes, we can be friends, but even If you won't marry me. neither shall you ever marry John. Mark my words." Andy Barrows had an intimate friend, Malcolm Thomson, a crafty Scot, and to htm Andy confided his troubles. Thompson considered the matter, then advised Andy to be friendly to his brother and thus lead him to think that he Andy was reconciled, but to bide his time. Plans for the marriage were discussed, and Thanksgiving day was decided on for the wedding. The sale of John's share of the season's crops and livestock, with the money the bank account dear to the heart of very New Englandcr which John had In the bank, would be enough to build the little house, on the opposite Ide of the field from the old one, on which the young couple had centered their dreams. John was working bis hardest to coax the old farm to yield, and hauling logs and lumber In odd hours for the new house and outbuildings. One day, early In the fall, the brothers were working In the field near the house. The days were growing shorter, and Andy suggested that he remain In tho field, working as long as there was light, and that John go to the house to do the choreB. John agreed, and went to his chores with a happy heart, thinking that Andy hadn't really been so greatly disappointed, after all. "Mother," he snld, as he brought In the palls of foaming milk, "I believe close-mouthe- , Andy's got all over being Jealous of me. He's so pleasant arid agreeable lately that I can't help thinking he has forgiven me," "He bad nothing to forgive, my on," said Mrs. Barrows; "but I'm as glad as you are to see him In a more reasonable frame of mind. 1 only wlh there were two Janes. She Is a good, sweet girl, fit to bo the wife of any man." . ri... 4vn you mr scyir-mat, mother. took every possible opportunity to Impress on Judge and Jury that circumstances were mightily against John Barrows. These old neighbors always bad been bis friends and were not really malicious, their action being merely the result of the seeds of distrust scattered by Malcolm Thomson. John was adjudged guilty of murder In the first degree. Jane Heath vowed she would move Heaven and earth to free her lover, and through her efforts he was granted a short respite by the governor of the state, and he was to remain a few months in Jail before the execution. With renewed hope, she determined to prove his Innocence and save his life. She Insisted that there was no proof whatever that Andy Barrows was not alive; that all the evidence was purely circumstantial; and she ao earnestly persisted In her theory, and cast so much doubt on the guilt of John, that she finally prevailed upon the governor to commute his sentence , to life Imprisonment Soon after the trial of John Barrows, Malcolm Thomson determined to leave that neighborhood. Before doing so, he called on Miss Heath and talked to her most consolingly. But Jane was suspicious, and his professed solicitude caused her to believe his declarations of sympathy and friendship were not genuine. His talk lacked sincerity. Jane made up her mind to watch him, If possible to do so, as she believed he held the key to the mystery of Andy Barrows's disappearance. Two years later years in which Jane Heath, though not Inactive, had accomplished practically nothing toward the release of her lover a young soldier returned to northern Vermont from the south on a furlough. From him Jane learned that Thomson was In New Orleans. She decided to go to that city, making the long Journey as did Evangeline not to find her lover, but to accomplish his freedom. Travel Former Chief United States Secret Service You don't know bow happy you make me. I'll go and whistle for Andy I see supper's nearly ready." Andy, however, did not respond to repeated whistlings, and finally John went to the field to search for bim, but could not find bim and returned to the house. "I guess he's gone to the village, mother," he said, "and I suppose he will eat supper there. You know be often does that" His mother was satisfied, and Andy's absence caused no alarm. Later In the evening a haystack, that stood In the field near the place where the brothers bad been at work, was discovered to be on fire. John went out to try to save It, but It seemed to be burning all over at the same time, and he could do nothing. The fire was attributed to some malicious or thoughtless boys, and no one thought of connecting It with Andy's disappearance. Several days elapsed, and Andy did not return. His mother and brother thought he might have gone to visit his friend, Malcolm Thomson, who lived a short distance over the line In Canada. Nearly a week later Thomson appeared at the Barrows farm to transact some business, he said, with Andy. He seemed greatly surprised and disappointed at Andy's absence, and expressed anxiety lest some accident had befallen bim. The following day Thomson went to the village and In the stores and shops he discussed the disappearance of Andy, and stirred up considerable comment among the villagers who bad thought, with his mother and brother, that Andy was visiting Thomson. The Scotchman appeared much concerned and, while expressing no opinion, kept up the gossip he had started until at last suspicion was aroused. That which bad been a commonplace circumstance at' first became a mystery that grew deeper and deeper each hour, until finally someone suggested foul play. This suggestion rapidly took root and gathered credence until the entire neighborhood was sure that Andy Barrows had been murdered. John Barrows and his mother, of course, were the last to hear these stories, and when they finally reached his ears, John started an Immediate Investigation, in which nearly all the men of the village willingly Joined. They searched every place, every abandoned well, every possible nook and cranny on the farm. At night the men looked puzzled and were ready to go home, and allow the search to go over until the next day, when Thomson casually mentioned the burning of the haystack. Here the searchers were horrified to find a partly burned body. Raking In the ashes, someone found a bunch of keys and a pocketknlfe, which were recognized at once as having belonged to Andy Barrows. A blood-staineax, with some light red hairs, exactly the shade of Andy's hair, adhering to the blade, was found In the grass near by. These discoveries seemed to solve the mystery of Andy's disappearance. A cowardly murder had been committed, the body hidden in the stack, and the stack burned to conceal the crime. There seemed no doubt as to the identity of the body, and the next thing was to discover the criminal. Suspicion at once pointed to John Barrows. Who else could have committed the awful deed who else could have had an object in doing It? Thomson, while expressing doubt as to John's guilt, said be knew there bad been some misunderstanding between the brothers, but did not think It ever would reach such a stage. Several persons who had heard, or heard of, the quarrel between the brothers, came forward to tell what they knew or imagined, and things began to look pretty dark for John. He was as much puzzled as anyone by the discovery made in the ashes of the haystack, and could offer no explanation of the mystery. John Barrows was formally charged with the murder of his brother, and a warrant was sworn out by Thomson tor his arrest. Thomson took this step most unwillingly, he said, but felt he must see Justice done his old friend. No denial on John's part made the slightest impression on the minds of the excited people. They wanted an Immediate trial, but were compelled to wait a few weeks for court to convene, and after a brief preliminary hearing, John was taken to the county Jail. Jane Heath, when the first suspicion of her lover was made public, declared her faith in him, and told him she would stand by him and eventually would see the criminal No one could shake her punished. faith in John, and her friends regarded ber as little short of demented when she declared she never would forsake John Barrows. No one else bad the slightest faith In his Innocence. Even his mother, although not expressing her opinion, was prostrated by the grief and the disgrace, and refused to see her son. She believed him guilty, and could not boar to see the son who had killed another son equally dear. When the case came to trial thero was little evidence In behalf of the accused. Old neighbors, ready to believe In, his guilt, testified unwillingly of his previous good character, but n scarcely realize that the handsome youth was in reality a refined young woman., Not long after this Mlsi Heath reported to me that she bad discovered Malcolm Thomson, and was sure he was engaged In some kind of crooked business. I sent a skilled man to the neighborhood where Thomson waa living, to cultivate that gentleman's Soon be discovered acquaintance. that Thomson was carrying on a thriving business smuggling goods across Lake Pontchartraln into the Confederacy. Also it was found out that Thomson was greatly afraid of detection by the federal authorities. Like all crooks he deemed everyone else crooked, and was seeking an alliance with someone who could "fix" the ruling powers. This timidity led bim to take into his confidence the detective in my employ, Colonel Moncos- . BUS. Moncossus easily arranged a partnership with Thomson, after convincing him of his Moncossus's great Influence with the federal authorities and his ability to obtain the necessary permits for taking out goods and bringing In cotton. Thomson was to furnish the money, while Moncossus was to take charge of the - little schooner employed,, and manage the authorities. There also was a third partner In the scheme, a man named Hopper, who was located at Mande-vlll- e, Just across Lake Tontchartraln and inside the Confederate lines. Colonel Moncossus wished to meet this partner, to whom he was a stranger, and Thomson furnished him with a photograph of the man, that there might be no trouble in Identifying him. Moncossus brought the photograph to me, and I left it on my desk without thinking much about It Miss Heath, happening In soon after, saw the photograph and recognized it as a picture of Andy Barrows. The mythical Bcheme that had been planned by . waa badly wounded, and seemed to realise that the end was near. H appeared to be a man of some educa tlon and refinement. Ills high cheek bones, his coarse feature! and pals blue eyes, however, were indicative The tightly of bis wicked nature. drawn lines about his mouth showed Inflexibility of will and iron nerve to carry out whatever be undertook. When I went forward to apeak to him I recognized Hopper as a man who had been tried and convicted for passing counterfeit money at New Orleans several months before. He had been sent to the penitentiary at Baton Rouge, but had escaped during a battle at that point in which the prison was partially destroyed. He made his way across the Amite river Into the Confederacy where, by standing in with the commanding Confederate officer at Mandeville, he was enabled to handle and ship out cotton. I seated myself beside the wounded man and took his hand, and never will I forget the ghastly stare with which he regarded me as I endeavored to Impress upon him the full realization of his condition and the duty incumbent upon htm. My urgent appeal had its effect Hopper admitted that his mind was burdened with a great crime,- which he was willing to confess. I had set him down as a scoundrel, but was not quite prepared to be brought face to face with one whose heart was so Inhuman as deliberately to plan to hang his own JIlp rS ' life d s unless connected with affairs. I was at that time assigned to the secret service department of the United States government and was returning to headquarters, and seeing the young woman, I stopped to question her. I was Interested at once in her appearance her beautiful face and graceful figure, ber air of breeding and refinement, but more than these, In ber quiet dignity and evident sincerity of purpose. At my request she gave me the letter addressed to General Butler, and I took it straight to him. He glanced at it and handed It back to me, directing me to ascertain what the young woman wanted and report Immediately to him. The letter Introduced the bearer, approved her mission, and requested that all possible courtesies be shown her. She was seeking a permit to visit the various points of the department of the gulf where troops were stationed, and tolj me frankly the object of her visit. On listening to Miss Heath's story 1 was convinced of Its truthfulness and uinde up my mind to aid her, so far as was in my power, In her mission of love nnd fidelity. I felt sure, also, that her services could be made valuable to the government, and In aiding her I might also be aiding the cause for which I was working. I offered to employ her to pick up Information in regard to the doings of the enemies of the government. This would give her a good chnnce to travel about within the t'nlon lines and thus serve her own ends, so she tho proposition, promptly accepted For convenience, as well as better to conceal her Identity, I suggested that she assume masculine apparel. Sho acted at once on this suggestion, and when she appeared before me, prepared to enter on her duties, I could civilian bead-quarter- Moncossus for the purpose of entrapping the Scotchman, on suspicion that he was an enemy of the government, had unintentionally become of paramount Importance. Steps were taken at once to bring Andy Barrows before Miss Heath, and compel him to confess his part In the miserable scheme to spoil the lives of his brother and his brother's sweetheart. A small schooner was procured and loaded. It was planned to capture and bring him Andy Barrows-Hopper- , to New Orleans. General Butler, when consulted, said the plan was a crazy one, but Moncossus declared he could carry It out. It did seem a difficult undertaking, but Moncossus was willing and anxious to take the risk and abide by the consequences. When the little boat arrived at Mandeville It was unloaded and taken a few miles distant across a bayou for the purpose of taking on bales of cotton. "Hopper" was there to superintend the delivery of the cotton. When the schooner was ready to sail he came on board, with two other men, expecting to be landed at Mandeville as the schooner passed on Its way to New Orleans. The wind was blowing heavily that day, doad ahead when the boat pointed toward Mandeville. but well In favor when she was headed across the bay toward New Orleans. Hopper's two assistants were perched upon a cotton bale with their legs hanging over the windward rail at the moment Colonel Moncossus put the helm down hard and let go the main sheet. The boom swung over with great force, the boat gave a sudden lurch, and the two men sitting on the cotton bale were knocked Into the lake. "Heave her to," shouted Hopper, at the same time drawing bis revolver. Tho next Instant he was lying on the deck, A bullet had pierced his side from the forward part of the schooner, which now was headed directly for New Orleans before a ten or twelve knot breeze. When the schooner arrived and was hauled up out of the lake Into the new basin, I was awaiting Its arrival and went aboard. A surgeon had been Bent for to care for Hopper, but had not arrived. Hopper SI t Trouble Kidney Caused Misery. : Tirriki.1 ""i D. C. Taylor, 705 E. Central At. I Wichita. Kan., says: "For ynn Buffered from kidney trouble and wi! ' often confined to bed. On on - ... - CCT :. i ion wniie worklni ? the pain wasaoJf vere I was helpuM v and had to becatJ ried into the hou f I found no relief I ana was m terrible shape when I fe, gan taking Dow. I k Itiney Pills. They cured me com. pletely, no sign of kidney trouble har- f ing shown Itself in years. I hart recommended Doan's Kidney Plllg I . at least one hundred people." f Remember the name Doan's. For sale by all dealers. 60 centu box. Foster-Milbur- n Co., Buffalo, N.I . . - I' NO 8TOP. "A few years ago," he said, "I, with my younger brother, lived with our widowed mother on a little farm In northern Vermont. There lived near us a most estimable young woman. I paid her some attention, and in time fell madly in love with her. When I supposed I had won her affections I asked her to marry me. She refused and did not deny that she loved my brother when I charged her with that as being the reason for her refusing me. She was not to blame. She had made no promises. I had merely mis- gaze, and continued: "When she told me she could not marry me, and made no denial of her regard for my brother, I was filled with unutterable rage. Calling her a heartless flirt, I seized my bat and left her. I was furious, desperate, and determined to be revenged. While my heart was filled with rancor and my mind with spiteful thoughts, I con fided my troubles to Malcolm Thomson. He always was an evil counselor, but a cunning one. He dissuaded me from my plan for immediate revenge, and advised me to appear friendly with my brother In order better to cary out a plot which he revealed to me. "Soon after this my brother announced his engagement to marry Miss Heath, and I wished him well with bitterness in my heart Plans were made for the marriage, and I seemed to take an interest in them, and to have forgiven my brother and his fiancee my fancied wrongs. But I was only biding my time. "When the time was ripe for executing the plot we had arranged, I managed to be at work with my brother In a field on our farm. On the previous night Thomson and I had placed tbe body of a man about my size In a which stood near where we were at work repairing a fence. Thomson had obtained the body from a pauper's burying ground on the Canadian side. "My brother left the field that day Just before dark. I remained for tbe purpose of completing the work. When tbe sun had set and It waa dark, I punctured a small vein in my arm, and with the blood besmeared the bit of tbe ax we had been using. I cut off a lock of my hair and scattered It on the bloody blade, and then pitched the ax into the grass. Reaching beneath the body in the hay I deposited my pocketknlfe and bunch of keys. Then I set fire to the stack and hurried to Join Thomson, who was waiting near by with a horse and buggy. We drove rapidly away, and I Boon was on my way to New Orleans, where Thomson was to Join me In a few weeks. "It was agreed that Thomson should first return to the village and stir up suspicion, which would result In a search for me and the discovery of the burned body. Everything turned out thuB far as we had planned. My brother was accused and convicted. "It was my purpose, when my rival should be out of my way, to return home, and after a time renew my attentions to Miss Heath, but I put off going from time to time. I could not face my, old friends and neighbors. Through Thomson I learned that my brother's sentence was commuted. I was thankful for that. No one ever will know the remorse I have suffered for my crime. My name Is Andy Bah rows." Death came soon to Andy Barrow, and he was beyond the Jurisdiction of mortal tribunals. Thomson, who In some way got an Inkling of tbe turn of affairs, disappeared he whose wicked brain had devised and managed the entire plot. Miss Heath, with documents fully the experiences verifying through which she had passed, hastened home to lay before the governor the proofs of the truth of her Intuition. A par don was promptly Issued, and she was given the privilege of carrying It to the lover whone Innocence had been estab'lubed by l;o faith and untiring devtton. well-earne- M Sou: Babi writ " ty-- t t wi tan fron cata ft s ry tog of The mos tlnu Pint Into Whl' treq pe My tem Dec Tl my grev had atta brother. bay-stac- by rail to New Orleans was suspended, and the city could be reached only by an ocean voyage. .She secured a letter to General Ben Butler from the governor of the state, took passage on a steamer for New Orleans, and arrived there without mishap. She immediately went to General Butler's headquarters, but was refused admission by the sentinel on guard, who said bis orders were to admit no FOR YEARS, - taken her sisterly regard and kindness to me for affection. I alone was responsible for the error." 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