e a tall raw boned
bloodhound.

"It's a pity a pore dum' brute has got to lead this pursession; but
if it mus' be, it mus' be."

So saying, he lifted his rifle to his shoulder and a shot rang out on
the air. The beast leaped high up in the air, twisted his head to one
side and plunged forward lifeless. Within a few more moments a second
hound appeared, and he met a like fate. Soon there was a clatter of a
horse's feet and an officer of the law came dashing down the street. As
he got opposite the Seabright home a rifle shot rang out and his horse
fell, throwing the rider against an electric light post, and stunning
him for the time being. Martin aimed his rifle at the officer as he lay,
then lowered it.

"Not yet. Ain't had the confab yet."

The people in the vicinity perceived that there was something unusual
going on and began to crowd in front of the space facing the Seabright
residence. It soon became known that Rev. Percy G. Marshall had been
murdered and the murderer had been tracked to the Seabright residence.
It was also surmised that the offender was a Negro, as the hounds had
traced him from the place of the killing to a Negro dwelling, thence on
to the Seabright house. The city of Almaville was soon in a ferment and
the white people poured out to that section of the town. Several
thousand people were soon massed in the neighborhood of the Seabright
residence.

Martin had provided himself with a speaking trumpet and through it he
now shouted, "You people are permitted to stand in front uv these
premises, but you mustn't 'tempt to git over my front yard fence."

Some one suggested the getting of a trumpet to induce whoever the party
was to allow officers of the law to come in unmolested. The trumpet was
procured and the following dialogue took place.

The trumpeteer of the crowd shouted, "Whoever you are, we call upon you
in the name of the State to surrender."

Martin replied, "I'm a nigger. Martin is my name. I have killed a white
man fur a good cause. Before I give up I would like to have a little
talk with the sheriff. Tell him to step to the neares' tellerphone place
and call up Seabright."

The sheriff did as requested and Gus went to the telephone.

"Say, Mistah Sheriff, this is Gus Martin that saw Dave Harper lynched.
If I give up to you will you perteck me?"

"I'll do what I can, Martin. Of course, you know what you have done."

"Will you lose your life trying to perteck me?" asked Martin