The Ashland union. [volume] (Ashland, Ashland County, Ohio) 1854-1868, 1858-06-02

a mes, let it remain. To close the do,
would be us i IS, for she had no read
! means of fastening it. So she. did
! she had resolved to do at first ; sh
ssp,aug to the fire. place, and caught he
, trusty rifle from its beckett; and havin
cooked it she drew towards the ope
! door.
She heard the curses of the william
as they searched for the ladder, and sh
, soon knew that one Of them had found it
"Back !" she cried, as she saw hea
, appear above the threshold. The can
die upon the table threw but din
Light upon the spot, but it was sufficient
She saw the robber raise pistol
there was no alternative. She coult
not die. She had husband child
and she had herself to save the carrier
With these thoughts flashing through hel
mind she drew the trigger. The shary
report went ringing through the house
and its echo was deep groan from the
bottom of the cellar.
Ere the second robber could show him
self, Morton came rushing into the
room with pistol in each hand.
"What is it ?" he cried.
"There there gasped Polly, point
ing to the open door way, where saw
age looking face had just presented
itself.
Liant Morton had been long enough
used to danger not to lose time 10 con
lecture when a moment may be life or
death. He turned--he saw the face
and as quick as thought he covered the
mark and fred.
care there any more ?" he asked
cooking his second pistol. i
mo, l shot one.'' And as Polly
Burnap spoke she sank into chair, and
leaned her head upon the table.
"What? You hurt ?" the carrier ex
claimed springing to her side.
"No-no I" she faintly replied. "On-
ly weak. 1 shall be better in little
while. LOOK TO tue cellar
"How many were there ?'' 4.
"Only two. l know | killed one.'
"And can swear killed the other !"
added Norton, as he took up the cand lie
and approached the open door.
He listened, but he could hear no
sound Then with his pistol still in bis
nand, he carefully descended the ladder.
At the bottom he stepped upon human
body, and having found an easier stand
ing place he held down the light and
gazed around-saw two men--both dead
both shot through the brain--and
then came up.
"Polly--noble Polly" lie cried, "you
have rid the world of two of the most
desperate and cold blooded scoun lrels
that ever infested any country"
"Do you know them ?n she asked re-
viving.
"Aye-well. Dick Gallus and Red
Harmon"
"Was that other Red Harmon ?"
"Yes the murderer of Person and
Nation"
~"Oh I am glad they were robbers.
But then I knew they were-I knew it
or should have not fired. knew they
meant to rob and murder you, and
"And SO you meant to save me-" re,
marked the carrier, as Polly hesitated.
"Yes-yes-I did. Yes that was it :"
And as soon as the noble woman was
sufficiently recovered, she told the whole
STORY. Morton expressed his thanks as
he could, but after all, the moisture OF
the sharp grey eye, the changing of his
countenance, and very lack of language,
told more than words could have DONE
After due deliberation it was decided
that the bodies should remain where they
we're till morning. So the celler door
was shut, the front door bolted, aud then
they prepared once more to retire, but
for the rest of the night Morton made
his bed on the floor of the large room.
In the morning just as the carrier was
dressing, there came loud rap upon the
outer door, accompanied by voice he
knew full well. He hasteued to open
the way and gave entrance to jacob
Burnap. The hunter had met party
of traders at Leuisburgh, and disposed
| of all his skins to them, thus finishing
his journey some six days sooner than
he had anticipated.
Polly was soon upon Ter husbands
bosom, and when he bad told his OWL
story, Morton gave an account of the
past nights adventure. Jacob was al
first incredulous, but when he had been
down and seen the bodies then he wa:
satisfied.
"Polly, my jewell" he said, placing
one arm about her neck, 81 am proud
of you. I love you more and more, fol
every day 1 find more to love-" Ane
then turning to Morton he added
"Js she not noble wife ?''
"Ah," returned the guest, with deeI
feeling. .'if poor Liant Morton had suci
| a one he wouidn't be mail carrier"
| When Morton left, he was directed t,
stop at the FIRST s ttlement, and state t.