Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1852-06-10

dTounu lll tne dark, untll nad l0un
one Of the pumpkins | bad seer
! Over this | drew my wig, and it hap
: pened to be an excellent fit. Hay
ing dressed it in this upcommpl
manner, | crept back to my bed, ant
placed it on my pillow, in the exac
, spot which my head had occupied
When it was adjusted it was in jux
Imposition with the long creviqe
through which l now took another
look. Ii eavens. the fe1ds were load
ing a brace Of pistols with the infer
nal sldgs.
] can't say but what | felt little
dry about the throat jul St then. ]
looked towards old Lion. I could
just see his great eyes through the
darkness. lie was still on the alert.
Precipitation rolled down my face in
great drops, not that | felt absolutely
afraid for | aatter myself that [
was no coward did not like
the idea Of taking human life. l
was confident | could defend myself,
yet even that confidence was not
enough to make me feel altogether
comfortable.
Taking. my pistols in my hand, l
bent over the bed and commenced
snoring again, at the same time
Watching the movements Of the man
and his amiablq spouse. Every ex-
plosion from ny nose seemed to give
her infinite satisfaction. They looked
at each other, nodded, and smiled
grimly. He took the gun, and in
his stocking feet approached the ere
vice opposite my bed, followed by
the bag with the pistols and carving
knife. Stopping he peeped into the
room, and brought his ferocioUs look
ing eyes to bear upon my wig
| knew it would be dangerous TO
see any more. Iraised my head out
of harm way, and emitted now and
then snore. | directly heard him
fix the muzzle Of the gun against
the fssure opposite the wig, and then
with feeling Of indig gnation, and a
kind Of creeping sensation, all over
Inc, drew back, and awaited the re-
suit. 1t was a moment Of awful sus7
pense to me. What if he should
discover the cheat and elevate the
piece? A thousand such thoughts
rushed through my mind in an in
slant. The cold sweat ran down my
face in a stream. Thank Heaven! [
was not kept longIi in suspense.
A terrible explosion followed the
fearful pause. As storm OF slugs
poured into my.bed, perlorating my
wig and scattering the pumpkin in
every direction.
''He won't never tell no storiesI' |
heard the assassin say, as he dropped
the breech Of the gun heavily on the
floor. "Npw for the dog.''i
During these operatid dns, Lion had
placed himself by my side, with his
fore feet upon the bed, while to keep
him still / put my hand over his
mouth. He knew well what l meant,
for | had kept him quiet SO before
At the moment Of the discharge he
gave a low grovl. Ipointed to The
door. He understood my meani1 6
we'll His eyes flashed fire, while lie
waited the moment to wreak his ven
geance on the assassins. /
Il will open the door q little, an d
when the creature sticks his head odt,
shoot him. said the she wolf /
The door was opened, but "tlIe
creature didn't stick his head out
Lion knew t po muchtfor that, and
waited his Glance. Emboldened b
not hearing anything, the door wds
gradually opened Now was til
time. With terrific howl, Lilo b
leaped over the head of the woman,
and seized the rnffian by the throat,
dragged him in an instant to THE
floor, where great struggle took
place. In another moment the ha &
vas writhing in my nervous grasp;
her surprise was so great that she
made little resistance and | quick
y bound her hand and foot, with at
cord which She had prepared for an
other use perhaps to drag my body
away into the woods. Il
The next t hing to attend to was
,he man and Lion. The struggle
vas still going on, but the latter had
lis Sharp teeth into the throat of the
wretch, and 7 endered all his efforts
,bortiye. although he was a man of