Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, June 10, 1882, Page 3

HAI | e 9 D4 THE DAILY BEE-~OMAHA SATURDAY JUNE 10, 1882, NLERFRIED&CO.) The Only Exclusive holesale Hardware House IN TEE WEST. 11108 AND 1110 HARNEY STREET. — . NE J. S. CAULFIELD e WHOLESA L e [ l | 300K SELLER AND STATIONER —AND DEALER N-— Wall Paper and Window Shades 1304 Farnham St. Omaha Neb. ROTH & TONES "Wholesa.le Lumber, _No. 1408 Farnham Stresf, Omaha, Neb. THE MOLINE STOVE ! Manufactured by MOLINE STOVE COMPANTY. They make a speclalty of COOKING STOVES, and_have_this year placed in the market ono of the MOST ECONOM .0 AVD MOST BATISFACTURY STOVES over made, Thoy make both Plain and extension top, and guarantee all their goods. he agents for the company are. PIERCY & BRADFORD, ~——DEALERS IN—— Furnaces,Fireplaces,Heaters M A NT®H LS, GRATES, RANGES, STOVES, HOUSE FURNISHING GOODS, Ete. 211 FARNAM STREET. OMAHA NEB CARPET SEASON. J. B. Detwiler Invites the atteniion of the public|t to his LARGE AND WELL SELEGTED STOCK New Carpets | Embracing all the late pat- terns in everything in the Carpet Line. Mattings, 0il Cloths and widow Shades, In large quantities, and always at the Bottom Prices. LAGE CURTAINS A SPEGIALTY. 1 J. B. DETWILER! 1818 Farnam Streel. OMAHA, NEBRASKA STATIONERY AND BLANK BOOKS We keep on hand a full and complete line of FANOCY AND SBTAPLE Bg‘AT{I(:I} EEYN"of elvery m:scliloptionvmlf‘ficnl;e;aooks Gold Pe encils, Inks, Mucilage, Havel 8; i g Begret,nlgi'nner and Birthday Oards, &c., & Give us;'l OLK. GILMAN R. DAVIS, & CO. lpflbl_fl 16th Btreet: Opp. Postoffice, — | His wife by his side,with her silvered The Round of Life. Two children down by the ehining strand, With eyesas blne as the summer ses, While the sinking sun t1's all the land the glow of a golden mystery, ne aloud at the sea-mew's ory, h joy on its snowy breast, star 1o ks from the evening Liaug! G zing Till the sky, And the amber bars stretch over the west, A soft green dell by the breezy shore, A saitor lIad and & maiden fair, Hand clasped in hand, while the tale of ore s bocne agatn on the llstentog ale, For love is young though love be old. And love alone the heart can fill; And the dear o d tale that has be n told In the days gone by is spoken still, A trim tuilt home on a sheltered bay; A wife looking out oa a glistening s A prayer for the loved oue far away, And prattling imps ‘neath the old roof tree; A lifted latch and a radiant face By the open door in the falling night; ome hume and a warm embrace From the love of his yeuth and children bright, An aged man in an old ‘arm chair; A golden light from the western rky, And the open Book of God close b Sweet on the bay the gloaming falls, And bright ia the glow of the evening atar; But dearer to them are the jasper walls And the golden streets of the land afar. An old churchyard on the green hillside, ' ing atill in their peaceful rest, men's boats going out with the tide In the fiery glow of the »mber west, Children’s Iaughter and old men’s sighs, Thenight that follows themorning clear, A rainbow bridgivg our darkened kies, Are the round of our lives from year to year. —Chambers’ Journal. MOUNTAIN REGULATORS, BY COL. GEORGE W, My first introduction to the regula- tors was romantic and decidedly dime novelish, Although I had had con- siderable experience in mountain work, my acquaintances were chiefly “moonshiners,” I had heard much about the strength of the new vigi- lante order, but gave little credence to the marvelous stories that were told respecting the solidity, respecta- bility and discipline of that famous mobocracy which had ruled the moun- tain Kentucky for the past four years with an iron hand, which had com- mitted many outrages, made many mistakes, but withal rendered the mountain counties safe to live in, and driven out the deeperadoes and out- laws. The agent for my division, early in the month of June, 1878, sent me on a mission of imporiance into oné of the rich blue grass counties, which county, by the way, boasts of more pretty women, fast horses, fat Duar- hams and fine whisky than any spot of like size in_the world. Reliable information had been reccived at the headquarters of the Secret Service in Washington City that an extensive gang of counterfeiters had opened a mint not far from the famous Blue Lick Spring, and were manufacturing at wholesale the most dangerous char- acter of ‘‘queer” money. The ren- dezvous of the gang was not definitely located, and I was detailed to ‘‘spot” their hiding-place. Accordinely, I went out on the Kentucky Central railroad to the little town from which I was to make a start, procured & horse and rode leisurely through the town into the open country. It was 4 o’clock in the afternoon as I left the hotel, Reach- ing the borders of the town, I spurred my horse into a gallop and turned into the first road I came to, running in the direction of the setting sun. had a theory—which afterwards proved a true one—that the gang were located in an isolated and heavily timbered belt of country running from the bor- ders of the blue-grass lands out into the barren ridges of Robertson coun- ty. I was thoroughly posted respect- ing the roads, was provided witha good post-road map and a pocket com- pass, and had no fears of losing my- self, A lowering sky indicated a possible storm, By 9 o'clock a heavy cloud swept across the canopy of stars over- head, and shut out the feeble light of the young moon. There was a dis- tant rumble of thunder, and the southwestern sky was illuminated by livid flashes of electric fire. A few pattering rain-drops warned me that the storm was close at hand, and I dis- covered that in the hurry of departure I had neglected to bring my gum coat and leggings. Idid not fancy a wet- ting, and began to look about me fora lace of shelter. The night had grown intensely dark, end a solid wall of black encompassed me on every hand. This gloom was occasionally pierced SYMONDS. by a flash of lightning, enabling me to see objects close at hand. A particularly vivid flash, just as the rain began to fall in earnest, brought out in full relief on the right hand side of the road, the outlines of a gloomy looking stone building, the front of which was thickly covered with ivy, clinging tangled masses from the ground to the topsof the dormer windows, I pulled up my horse and waited for another flash, It came, and I saw that the stone pile wasa ruin and uninhabited, I had hoped for a hospitable farm mansion, & warm supper and a com- fortable bed, but the rapidly falling rain did not admit of indecision, Dismounting, I led my horse through a gate, which I found after much groping, and guided him through an [ o open doorway into one of the rooms of the stcne run, Lighting a little pocket lantern which I always carried, I looked about me, The room in which I found my- self was bare and without floor. I did not notice at the time that it had been used as a stable before. The floor above was intact, and I was glad to get shelter from the rain, which was now descending in torrents. Removing saddle Itethered my horse to a project- ing hook in one corner of the room and started about ona tour of explora- tion. There were eight rooms on the ground floor, all spacious and in rains, A broad hallway bisected the house, at the far end of which a dilapidated stairway led to the upper story. The rooms on the second floor were in a better state of preservation, and one could not help being impressed with the idea that the mansion must at one time have been a noble pile. Two or three of the rooms contained odd fim. of furniture once rich and costly, n one of the best turnished rooms I determined to take up my abode for tho night. Bome shreds of carpet clung to the floor, the walls were hung with faded tapestry and the glassless windows were protected by heavy oaken shutters, fantastically carved and brightly polished. A ponderous sofa covered with decaying hair-cloth ocoupied one corner of the room. 1 dragged it out to the fire-pince, brushed away the dust, started a blaze on the hearth, and, lighting my pipe, stretched out at full length on the sofa to wonder at my strange situation, and marvel, between the whiffs of smoke, over the cause of the ruined grandeur around me. 1 have neglected to say that I had had no sleop the night before, and the stillness of this old house, broken only by the patter of the rain and sough- ing of the wind among thetrees, actod on tired nature with scporific eflact, A dozen times I sank into a doze to be aroused by a crash of thunder Finally the storm sbated and the thunder died away in angry and fast recoding growls. The fire burned down on the hearth and weird shad ows crept into the corners of the reom. A strange hush fell upon the house, the pipe slipped from wy grasp and I fell into a profound sleep. How long I slept Ido not know, but awoke finally out of a troubled dream to find the room brightly illuminated and crowded with str. fantastic figures. Fitting climax my dream! 1 started up and stared about me with wondering eyes Be fore I could express my astonishment ono of the figures a*dressed me, and, in spite ot the muffled voice and foigned accent, I thought I recognized the fumiliar tones of my old friond, Lance Worthington. The figure was clad in a long, flow ing robe of white, which shrouded i from head to foot. The head-pieco of the mask was pierced with holes for the eyes, nose and mouth. The others were similarly disguised, and I could almost fancy myself at the secret moot- ing of some knightly order of the feudal age. “‘You need nov be alarmed,” said the shrouded figure; ‘“‘you are among friende, colonel. We mean you no harm, and we do not intend that you shall do us any harm. You are sur- rounded by regulators. If yon are one of us make yourself known. If not a member of the order, our high priest will administer the oath of allegiance, and soon make you one.” “You need not disguise your voice, for I recognize you,” said I, recov- ering my self possession. ‘‘You are Lance—" N “‘Stop!” interrupted a duzen voices, and I saw the gleam of a dozen pistol berrels under the folds of the white shrouds ““You will consult your own safcty and no one here,” said a tall fellow standing at the foot of the sofa. Isaw that his pistol covered my heart and was silent, *‘You may think this an idle mas querade, but I assure you it is the re- verae,” said the figure which Ithought Lance Worthington. “We are regu- lators, and have met tor business,” ““‘Well?” I interrogated, rather taunt- ingly. ““‘We perfectly understand that you are here by accident, and have no in- tention of spying on our actione, Nevertheless, self-preservation is the first law of nature, and you must join our order.” “‘Suppose I object to such forced membershipf’ I ventured, and looked about for my pistols. They were gone! “The order deals vigorously with all who discbey its commands!” cried a muffled voice al my ear. “You do not mean—?"I cried, start- ingup, . ‘‘Be quiet, old fellow,” interrupted the voice which I recognized as Lance Worthington’s. “‘Let me advise you, This house in which you have taken shelter is the sometimes rendezyous of one of the strongest Regulator lodges in the state. We number 260 members, and nearly all are present to-night. We are all armed, and your pistols are in our possession. This meeting is accidental, but the rules of the order are imperative, and you must become one of us, ’ ““Suppose I refuse?” I said. ““Then you must suffer the penalty of contempt!” cried the veiled figure at the foot of the sofa. ““And that?” “‘Death!”. cried a_chorus of voices. “‘Gentlemen,” said I, beginning to take a serious view of the matter, “‘I am opposed to yuur order and have so expressed myself a hundred times, If you force me to take any oath I shall not consider it binding, for I take it under protest,” “He who is once a regulator is always a regulator,” wailed the tall figure at the foot of the sofa, ‘‘You will never betray the secro's of the order.” *‘Well, then,” said I, rising to my feet, ‘‘since I am forced to this thing, go ahead.” ‘‘Let the high priest administer the oath?” said the voice in my rear, and the tall figure at the foot of the sofa stepped forward. *Hold up your right hand!” cbm- manded the high priest. 1 did 8o, and slowly repeated the oath which bound me to secrecy, which obligated me in a hundred dif- forent ways, and which oath I faith- fully kept until regularly released, After the ceremony was over several of the figures unmasked and dis- closed old friends of mine. I was not deceived as to Lance Worthing- ton's voice, and he was the first to congratulate me as a brother regula- T, In the course of our conversation he told me that the ruined house in which we were assembed war the scene of a terrible murder years ago,and had the reputation of guing haunted by the ghost of the iwurdered man. It had not been occupied for years, and the Regulators nad taken advan- tage of the superstitious legends con- nected with the pile and transformed it into a place of rendezvous. They had no fear of interlopers here. He told me that horse and cattle stealing Wwas 80 common in the county that it Was necessary to organize some sort of association for protection, They had accordingly allied themselves to the new” ‘‘vigilante” order, which had been so successful in breaking up crime, and organized themselves into alodge of Regulators. The captain of the lodge was one of the wealthiest young stock raisers in Kentucky, and the members were from the best faw- ilies in the state, “‘We heve an important and pain- ful duty to perform to-night,"” he said in conclusion, ‘‘and you can accom- pany us or not, as you choose,"” I'pleaded business and declined. , [one during our journey. “I know what you are after, 1 think, "’ he said quickly, ‘‘and if you will ride with us to-night, and, after our business is over, go home with me, T will assist you. A manin my employ has been approached indireotly by the parties you are after, and he knows enough of their movements to put you on their track, He is an honest fellow and has already taken me into his couvfilence. Now, ride with us to-morrow, and 1 will ride with you to-morrow night.” To ‘make a long story short, T finally agreed to make iy first {r.p as a reg- ulator, and was provided with a shroud similar to those worn by the other members of the lodge. When I went down to my horse 1 found him simi- larly disguised, and ecould not help smiling at his weird and uncanny ap- perranco, two hundred and fifty-three!” said the captain of the wdge as I was mount- ing, ‘‘Weare knownonly by num- bora when we are at work.” We rode in the direction in which 1 had come, four abreast, and the long line of white-robed spectres, moving along swiftly and silently, wero enough to inepire torror in the heart of the bravest man, had we chanced to meot 1 learned aftorward that had we met any person they would have been forced to take the nath, An hour passed in this way, and we wero fast nearing tho shite town of the county. I recolleoted that I knew nothing of the object of the midnight ride, and asked my right hand companion for information. “E—h!" ho whispered; ‘“‘you will see. Wo are nearly there.” To my dying day I will not forget the dual tragedy enacted that night “‘by order of Judge Lynch!” A hor- rible murder had been comuwiited a few months before in the county. The motive, adulterous lust. A wife and her paramour were arrested, charged with the murder of a hus band and friend. They were intel- ligent, their social position was a high one, and woalth "in abundance was at their command. In spite of popular indignation against the mur- derers and strong circumstantial evi- dence connecting them with the crime, it was very probable that the law—which is ~not always jus- tice — through some technical- ity would free the evidently guilty pair, to enjoy undis- turbed their blood-stained lust, The case was laid before the regulators, and they gave it a fair and impartial trial. Hvery mitigating circumstance in favor of the innocence of the accused persons was carefully con- sidered. When the fatal ballot was cast at the close of the investigation there was no merciful *‘white ball” dropped into the box, and Judge Lynch had pronounced sentence of death. Itis needless to prolong this article by describing that night’s work, Itis a matter of history, and the verdict of the world, after the first shock of horror passed, was “‘Served them right!” Executions, be they legal, illegal or semi-legal, have a painful and horrid similarily, A jail was surrounded by masked men, the jailer forced at the muzzle of a dozen pistols to give up the keys, a man and woman, whose hands were stained with the blood of a fellow-creature, were aroused from dreams of possible libesty; a confes- sion of guilt was made by both, they were told of the fate in store for them; a few minutes’ time was given them to prepare for that final arraign- ment before the bar of a just God, and in spite of the sobs and prayers for mercy, and cries and lamentations, were ‘‘hanged by the neck until dead.” It was stern and terrible pun- ishment, ‘‘A life for a life!” At the edge of the town the law dis- persed, the masks and shrouds were removed, and each man sought his home by the nearest and most direct road. I'accompanied my friend Lince Woathington, and we were safe in bed before sunrise. Neither spoke of the oceurrence of the night and both tried to forget it in slcep, but it was many long days before I could drive away tho haunting faces of those two wretched beings, or forget the agony of their last frantic appeals for mercy and life. The next day I possessed myself of information which warranted me in swearing out warrants against three noted counterfeiters before the nearest United States commissioner, and the next, with the assistance of a posse of my newly made brethren, I succeeded in overtaking the ‘‘crooks,” in captur- ing their materials, machines, dies and manufactured money, and lodging them all safely in jai Nil {Desperandum. ‘When your girl gives you the mitten, and you feel your heart is broke, Don't give way to black despair, hut treat it a8 a joke, Get your health in first cl'ass order, a bot- tlo of SPRING BLOSsOM buy, And gaily join o singing class, and for another sweetheart try. Price 50 cente, trial botiles 10 cents, JunG-6-1w, o EL MPERISHABLE PERFUME Murray & Lanman’s FLORIDA WATER Best for TOILET, BATH ' and } ANDKERCHIEF. R L N S 0~ YR HURST'S EUROPEAN HOTEL, Coruer Fourth and Locust Btreots, BYT. LOUIS, MO., J.H. 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FURNITURE BEDDING ‘MIRRORS, FEATHERS, Window Shades, Cornices, Curtain Poles, .. Lambrequins, Office Desks and Every- thing Pertainin and to the Furniture Upholstery Trade. CHAS. :SHIVERICK, 1206, 1208, 1210 Farnham, maris-e