At the Mercy of TiberiusEvans, Augusta J. (Augusta Jane)
History
At the Mercy of Tiberius
Evans, Augusta J. (Augusta Jane)
Rome -- History -- Tiberius, 14-37 -- Fiction
"I dun'no as I can 'splain, 'cause I ain't never seed nothing like it
afore. One 'zact half of him, from his hair to his shirt collar was
white and pretty, like I tell you, but t'other side of his face was
black as tar, and his kurly hair was gone, and the whiskers on that
side--and his eye was drapped down kinder so, and that side of his
mouth sorter hung, like it was unpinned, this way. Mebbee he was born
so, mebbee not; but he looked like he had jes broke loose from the
conjur, and caryd his mark."
For one fleeting moment, the gates of heaven seemed thrown wide, and
the glory of the Kingdom of Peace streamed down upon the aching heart
of the desolate woman. She could recognize no dreaded resemblance in
the photograph drawn by the witness; and judge, jury and counsel who
scrutinized her during the recital of the testimony, were puzzled by
the smile of joy that suddenly flashed over her features, like ilie
radiance of a lamp lifted close to some marble face, dim with shadows.
"Do you think his face indicated that he had been engaged in a
difficulty, in a fight? Was there any sign of blood, or anything that
looked as if he had been bruised and wounded by some heavy blow?"
"Naw, sir. Didn't seem like sech bruises as comes of fightin'. 'Peared
to me he was somehow branded like, and the mark he toted was onnatral."
"If he had wished to disguise himself by blackening one side of his
face, would he not have presented a similar appearance?"
"Naw, sir, not by no manner of means. No minstrel tricks fotch him to
the pass he was at. The hand of the Lord must have laid too heavy on
him; no mortal wounds leave sech terrifyin' prints."
"How was he dressed?"
"Dunno. My eyes never drapped below that curus face of his'n."
"Was he bareheaded?"
"Bar headed as when he come into the world."
"He talked like a man in desperate haste, who was running to escape
pursuit?"
"He shorely did."
"Did you mention to any person what you have told here to-day?"
"I tole my ole 'oman, and she said she reckoned it was a buth mark what
the man carryd; but when I seen him I thunk he was cunjured."
"When you heard that Gen'l Darrington had been murdered, did you think
of this man and his singular behavior that night?"
"I never hearn of the murder till Christmas, 'cause I went down to
Elbert County arter a yoke of steers what a man owed me, and thar I
tuck sick and kep my bed for weeks. When I got home, and hearn the talk
about the murder, I didn't know it was the same night what I seen the
branded man."
"Tell the Court how your testimony was secured."
"It was norated in all our churches that a 'ward was offered for a lame
cullud pusson of my 'scription, and Deacon Nathan he cum down and axed
me what mischief I'de been a doin', that I was wanted to answer fur. He
read me the 'vertisement, and pussuaded me to go with him to your
office, and you tuck me to Mr. Churchill."
Mr. Dunbar bowed to the District Solicitor, who rose and cross-examined.
"Can you read?"
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