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The
witness
draws
his
hand
from
the
pocket
of
his
blanket
coat
,
in
which
it
has
been
some
time
buried
.
In
the
fingers
are
seen
the
shoe
of
a
horse
,
only
three
quarters
complete
.
He
holds
it
on
high
--
enough
for
judge
,
jury
,
and
spectators
to
see
what
it
is
.
"
Now
,
Mr
Judge
,
"
he
continues
,
"
an
'
you
o
'
the
jury
,
the
hoss
that
carried
this
shoe
went
acrosst
the
purayra
the
same
night
thet
the
murder
war
committed
.
He
went
arter
the
man
thet
air
murdered
,
as
well
as
him
thet
stans
thar
accused
o
'
it
.
He
went
right
upon
the
track
o
'
both
,
an
stopped
short
o
'
the
place
whur
the
crime
wur
committed
.
"
But
the
man
that
rud
him
did
n't
stop
short
.
He
kep
on
till
he
war
clost
up
to
the
bloody
spot
;
an
it
war
through
him
it
arterwards
bekim
bloody
.
It
war
the
third
hoss
--
him
wi
'
the
broken
shoe
--
thet
carried
the
murderer
!
"
"
Go
on
,
Mr
Stump
!
"
directs
the
judge
.
"
Explain
what
you
mean
by
this
extraordinary
statement
.
"
"
What
I
mean
,
judge
,
air
jest
this
.
The
man
I
'm
speakin
'
o
'
tuk
stan
'
in
the
thicket
,
from
which
stan
'
he
fired
the
shet
thet
killed
poor
young
Peintdexter
.
"
"
What
man
?
Who
was
it
?
His
name
!
Give
his
name
!
"
simultaneously
interrogate
twenty
voices
.
"
I
reckon
yu
'll
find
it
thar
.
"
"
Where
?
"
"
Whar
!
In
thet
thur
body
as
sits
'
ithout
a
head
,
lookin
'
dumbly
down
on
ye
!
