The White Rose of MemphisFalkner, William C. (Clark)
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The White Rose of Memphis
Falkner, William C. (Clark)
Memphis (Tenn.) -- Fiction
“‘“But I do mean to say that very thing; who else could have done
it? How could it have been a mistake? Didn’t she administer the
medicine? Hasn’t the boy died from poison? Doesn’t she make a large
fortune by his death? Wasn’t she alone with him all the time? What
was she doing with this bottle of strychnine in her bureau? All the
lawyers in Tennessee can’t save her neck!”
“‘“Plaxico, you are crazy as a March hare! You don’t know what you
are talking about! I knew that girl when she was a mere child--have
known her ever since--and I tell you she is one of the most
amiable, sweet, gentle, pure girls in the world. She doted on her
little brother, and it is absurd to say that she has murdered him.
As for money, she despises it, and has been squandering it by
thousands, among the worthy poor of the city. I think the best
policy for you to pursue is to keep your absurd opinions to
yourself. The poor girl has plenty of sorrow to endure, without
your help to increase it.”
“‘Doctor Plaxico began to pace the floor rapidly; after a few
minutes spent in that way he squared himself in front of Doctor
Dodson, and, looking him earnestly in the face for several seconds
in silence, he said:
“‘“Dodson, I have many faults, I know--faults of which I am
heartily ashamed--I have a weakness, when it comes to wine and
other stimulants; but I profess to be an honest, Christian
gentleman--a God-fearing man, if you please--and I cannot get the
consent of my conscience to let this matter drop here. As I am a
living man, I believe that child has been murdered--most cruelly
deprived of his young life by his unnatural, heartless sister! Oh,
sir! my heart grows faint when I think of it. She, whose duty it
was to love and guard that young life, has slipped in instead like
a thief and stolen it. Of all the crimes that ever were committed,
this one appears to me to be the blackest, the most cowardly and
damnable!”
“‘“Is it not possible that you may be mistaken, after all, as to
the cause of the child’s death?”
“‘“Not at all; the symptoms were unmistakable and certain.”
“‘“What course do you mean to pursue in regard to the case?”
“‘“Notify the coroner, of course, have an inquest, make an autopsy,
lay the evidence before the civil authorities, and then let the law
take its course.”
“‘“Be it so, then, and I pray God to give that poor girl strength
to endure this great calamity, for of her purity and innocence I
have no doubt whatever; and you will some day regret the share you
had in bringing this suspicion down on her.”
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