The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1858-06-24

Ere the second robber could show
himself, Morton came in the room, with
a pistol in each hand.
"What is it?" he cried.
"There /! there !" gasped Polly, point
ing to the open doorway, where saw
age looking face had just presented
itself.
Liant Morton had long enough been
used to danger not to waste time in
conjecture when moment may be life
and death. He turned-he saw the
face-and quick as thought he covered
the mark and fired.
care there any more ?" he asked,
cooking his other pistol.
"No, shot one" And as Polly
spoke she sank into chair, and lean
ing her head upon the table.
What! you hurt ?" the carrier ex-
claimed, springing to her side.
"No-nop' she family replied. "Only
weak. / shall be better in a little while.
Look to the cellar"
"How many were they?"
"Only two. l am certain that l
killed one"
"And can swear that 1 killed the
other % added Morton, as he took the
candle and approached the open door.
He listened, but he could hear no
sound. Then, with his pistols still in
his hand, he carefully descended the
ladder. At the bottom he stepped
upon human body, and having found
an easier standing 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!" he cried,
" you have rid the world of two of the
most desperate and cold hearted scoun-
drels that ever invested any country"
"Do you know them?" she asked,
reviving.
"Aye-well. Dick Gallus and Red
Harmon"
"Was that other Red Harmon %
"Yes-the murderer Of Parson and
Nathans."
cob! I am glad they were robbers.
But then / knew they were-I knew
it-or I should not have fired. / knew
they meant to rob and murder you,
and L"
Sand 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 expresse d his thanks as
he best could; but, after all, the mois-
ture of the sharp grey eyes, the chang
ing Of his countenance, and that very
lack of language, told more than words
could have done.
After due deliberatiop, it was decided
that the bodies should remain where
they were, till morning. So the cellar
door was shut, the front door bolted,
and 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 a
voice which he knew full well. He
fastened to open the way, and gave
entrance to Jacob Barnap. The hunter
had met a party of traders at Lewis
burgh, and disposed of all his skins to
them, thus finishing his journey some
six days sooner than he had anticipated.
Polly was soon upon her husbands
bosom, and when he had told his own
story, Morton gave him an account of
his last nights adventure. Jacob was
at first incredulous, but when he
had been down and seen the bodies he
was satisfied.
"Polly, my jewel" he said, and
placing his arm about her neck, I'm
proud of you. love you more and
more, for every day / find more to love. -
And then turning to Moses he added !:
is she not noble wife %
"Ah," returned the guest, with deep
feeling, if poor Liant Morton had such
a one, he would not be a mail carrier" {"
When Morton left, he was directed
to stop at the first settlement, and state
to the officers there what had happened,
and promised to do so. He once more
blessed the brave woman that had
saved his life, and then set out. Late
in the afternoon two officers arrived at
the cabin, and when they were shown
the dead bodies, they recognized them
and removed them. And ere a week
was passed, whole settlements blessed
the Border Heroine for the work she
had done.